What it feels like doesn't matter, what matters is that he has feeling now!
Mrs. Qin stood dumbfounded with a towel in her hand at the edge of the heated bed, her heart racing fast. She even forgot to wipe Beisitian's sweat until Beisitian reminded her, and she hurriedly went to wipe it.
Beisitian's hands didn't stop, and the remaining six needles took even longer, much longer than before, until all were inserted into Luo Anguo's leg.
After the last needle was twisted several times, Beisitian released her hand and fell backward, almost collapsing at the edge of the bed, but Mrs. Qin, quick-eyed and deft, caught her!
Mrs. Qin hurriedly placed Beisitian on the bed. Seeing her pale face, tightly closed eyes, and slightly trembling eyelashes, she was startled and quickly called her name.
After a while, Beisitian softly spoke, "Mom, I'm fine."
