Mrs. Yang got up and went to her room first. After everything was ready, the maid came out to report and led Zhou Yi to the room.

There were two servants in the room who were always there to serve Zhou Yi and help him, which was also a way to avoid suspicion.

"Shuashuashua——"

Although Mrs. Yang could not see how Zhou Yi inserted the needles, she could hear the subtle movements and feel the silver needles entering her body.

At first, it felt numb, not painful or even swollen, and Mrs. Yang comfortably buried her face in the pillow.

"Alright, Mrs. Yang, I'll go out and wait for you."

Mrs. Yang felt that Zhou Yi had finished his treatment not long afterward.

Upon hearing the door close, Mrs. Yang stood up in surprise and checked the time on her wrist.

Only ten minutes have passed?

So fast?

The doctors would give her acupuncture for at least half an hour, and she would be covered in sweat afterward, making it seem like she had done something terrible.

While getting dressed, Mrs. Yang asked the two maids behind her about Zhou Yi's acupuncture treatment.

She wasn't doubting Zhou Yi, but she was really surprised at how quickly he had moved.

One of the servants exclaimed in shock:

"Madam, this is amazing!"

"When he was giving you acupuncture, it was so fast that we could hardly see it with the naked eye. I felt like I only blinked, and then several needles grew in my back."

"Then he took a needle and poked it back and forth on your back, as if he could know where the acupoints were with his eyes closed, but you didn't feel anything at all."

"That needle was so big!"

As the maid spoke, she gestured with her hand to indicate the length of the needle, which was longer than her finger. The needle was inserted completely, and Mrs. Yang, who was usually most afraid of pain, didn't even utter a sound.

Mrs. Yang was slightly taken aback upon hearing the maid's words.

She only felt a tingling sensation all over her body, but did not feel any swelling or pain.

If the maid hadn't described it that way, she wouldn't have known that she had so many needles stuck in her body. She remembered that the acupuncture pain was usually quite intense.

When Mrs. Yang returned to the living room, she saw Zhou Yi already sitting there drinking tea.

Looking at it this way, you get the feeling of a hermit master: "After acupuncture, you will feel a warm current in your body. Remember not to eat or drink anything cold for the next eight hours."

Mrs. Yang did indeed feel the difference in the distance between the room and the living room.

Because of her weak constitution, her hands and feet were always cold, even in the middle of summer. So when her body suddenly felt warmer and her hands and feet began to warm up, Mrs. Yang noticed it immediately.

His face was beaming with joy.

Zhou Yi glanced at Mrs. Yang's slightly pleased face: "I used silver needles to clear the blood stasis in your body. Clearing the blood stasis will help the blood flow back faster."

"This will cause a warm sensation to flow back into the body, which is normal."

"Today's treatment is over. I will come back tomorrow to give you acupuncture."

"Continue with herbal baths and nourishing foods, and then get acupuncture for three consecutive days, and your body will return to a normal temperature."

"I will then completely remove the ailments from your body."

After saying that, Zhou Yi got up and wanted to leave.

Mrs. Yang quickly stood up to see him off, and then asked Zhou Yi if she could go out to a gathering today, as the food might be a bit greasy.

Zhou Yi replied, "Mrs. Yang, you can eat and drink normally. There's no need to be so careful about maintaining this."

"There's nothing wrong with your body. You can eat and drink like a normal person. Just remember that you just had acupuncture, so avoid eating cold foods, as you're more susceptible to catching a cold."

Upon hearing Zhou Yi's reply, Mrs. Yang's face lit up with joy.

She ate and drank just like a normal person, which made her so happy that she cried tears of joy.

Such a simple request was something she hadn't dared to even dream of in the past two years.

But Zhou Yi said she could eat and drink like a normal person.

Ordinary people would never know what kind of pain this was, but Mrs. Yang had suffered for two years. Now, at this moment, she felt that Zhou Yi had come to save her.

Mrs. Yang developed a lot of goodwill towards Zhou Yi.

Zhou Yi was so young yet he already possessed remarkable medical skills, but he remained unknown in the small town of Luzhou. This gave Mrs. Yang the idea of ​​helping Zhou Yi rise to prominence.

She happened to be attending a party today, so perhaps she could take the opportunity to promote Zhou Yi.

Although Luzhou is a city with a certain reputation, it is still far inferior to Kyoto.

If Zhou Yi can gain great fame in Beijing and build connections in both the business and political circles, then he will truly be an unshakeable miracle doctor.

Mrs. Yang used to attend gatherings of the Kyoto wives' circle, but she hasn't attended for two years now due to health reasons.

From this day forward!

When Mrs. Yang appeared at the party, the other ladies present were surprised and rushed to greet her.

"Mrs. Yang, it's been two years since we've seen you at a party. We are so honored to have you here today."

"Mrs. Yang, are you feeling any better?"

Mrs. Yang greeted everyone with a smile, as she had previously had some difficulty even going out normally.

But after Zhou Yi's treatment these past two days, she clearly felt that her body was full of energy and blood. Even after sitting in the car for so long, she didn't feel tired at all.

Once everyone had arrived, they sat on the sofa and chatted. It was more of an exchange of information among the wives than a chat.

For example, they need to prepare in advance for the government's plans and policies, or for information on which land the government plans to develop, and so on.

While Mrs. Yang ate her pastries, she listened to the other ladies talking about the recent Western Development Strategy, in which all industries were to be relocated to the southwest.

Mrs. Shen sat next to Mrs. Yang and noticed that Mrs. Yang had eaten several pieces of pastry.

She knew that Mrs. Yang needed to give up sugar, so wasn't she afraid that eating like this would harm her health?

"Mrs. Yang, these pastries are too high in sugar. If you like, I can have some sugar-free ones made," Mrs. Shen said with a smile, voicing her concerns to Mrs. Yang.

Mrs. Yang replied with a smile, "Thank you for your concern, but it's all right now. The doctor who treated me told me that I no longer need to avoid certain foods."

"You can eat whatever you want."

Mrs. Shen nodded without saying anything more.

Although the two ladies were talking in hushed tones, their conversation still caught the attention of others, who couldn't help but look over.

In previous gatherings, Mrs. Yang always ate very little and her meals were extremely bland.

Seeing Mrs. Yang present, some people specially ordered several extremely light dishes with little oil and salt and no seasoning. Although the presentation was exquisite, the taste was indescribable.

After all, dishes without seasonings, simply rinsed in water and served, have virtually no flavor.