The door of the house was instantly filled with people, and only Zhang Yingyue and the two women entered.
The place was really small and there were patients inside, so everyone was listening outside.
Zhang Yingyue saw that Mother Zhang's swollen face had already subsided and was speechless for a long time.
She reached out and carefully wanted to touch it, but she was afraid that her mother would hurt badly. She stretched her hand in midair, not knowing what to do.
On the other hand, Mother Zhang laughed. "It's fine. It doesn't hurt anymore. Doctor Shao gave me acupuncture. I just feel numb now, but I feel much better."
Zhang Yingyue's tears immediately fell, and her hand finally fell.
"Mother, are you really alright?"
"I'm fine." Without the swelling, Mother Zhang felt her entire body relax and she was much more energetic. "Doctor Shao released the poisonous blood for me and applied medicine. He said that I would be completely fine after recuperating for half a month."
