She timely broke the awkwardness, "Shuang'er, come into my room, you must be exhausted these days."
"Alright, Auntie, I'll come right away. By the way, when I'm doing acupuncture, I can't have anyone around affecting me."
The latter sentence was obviously aimed at Feng Tianyou.
Feng Tianyou did not go in; he elegantly stayed in the living room, reading the newspaper.
In the room, Lin Zishuang took out the medical kit, calming herself down.
Acupuncture corresponds to a person's acupoints and must not have any errors.
Ouyang Hui saw her slightly tense face; previously, Shuang'er was very calm during the two times.
It was apparent her son had a significant influence on her.
"Shuang'er, today we got some top-grade West Lake Longjing. How about I have you make a cup to try?"
Lin Zishuang nodded, her heart was still racing, indeed not suitable for acupuncture.
Ouyang Hui then had someone make the tea, and brewing such famous tea requires great skill.
