The father-daughter duel ended quickly... of course, with Rong Yan's victory.
This left Rong Wenming quite surprised, "I didn't expect my daughter to be so capable now."
Even he couldn't beat her.
Rong Yan smiled and raised her eyebrows proudly, "Just average, ranked third nationwide."
Rong Wenming: …
The not-yet-departed Qin Yu: …
"All right, pack this up first, I'll take your pulse, and then it's time for your acupuncture." Rong Yan had quite a busy schedule today.
Because she remembered that before the New Year, she had promised that mother-daughter pair to treat the girl's throat.
If she delayed a few more days, probably the mother and daughter would be despairing.
Since she had promised, she wouldn't go back on her word.
"Okay," Rong Wenming agreed.
Off to the side, Qin Yu had some awareness, and he quickly moved the small table on the kang bed to the side.
