"It's 4:20 PM now. We finish at five. Let's begin."
Nong Cuiru gestured with her hand, stepped forward, and sat down beside Jiang Xinghai. She was going to watch this man without blinking!
"Granny Nong, I said thirty minutes, so it will be thirty minutes. There's no need for an extension."
Jiang Xinghai didn't appreciate the gesture. He tapped his fingers lightly on the table and looked at the twenty patients, each with a different expression. "Everyone, please form a line. One at a time."
The first was the patient with tinnitus syndrome, who had also been the first one diagnosed by Nong Cuiru.
At some point, a black cloth bundle had appeared in Jiang Xinghai's hand.
Faintly visible, dense golden threads were interwoven into the black cloth.
The bundle opened to reveal as many as a hundred silver needles of varying lengths, all shimmering with a crystalline light.
"You're planning on using acupuncture?" Seeing this, Nong Cuiru nodded in understanding.
