Luo Yang wanted to make Tang Guihua feel better, so he made a funny face.
"Sister Guihua..." he said sheepishly.
"Niu Zai, you...," she giggled, her tears turning into laughter.
Since she had used the beauty stream water, her skin had become wonderful, without a single blemish in sight. Her features were as if carved from fine jade, her eyes moist and shining brilliantly, full of life. The delightfully upturned nostrils lifted the contours of her entire face, blending softness with a touch of sternness, making her quite a sight.
"Niu Zai, I went to the hospital for a checkup. Your treatment of breast fibroids with acupuncture is truly effective. With this skill alone, you could make a fortune in the future," Tang Guihua said softly, looking up at him in praise.
Luo Yang had expected this.
"Niu Zai, I want to get better soon. Should we do acupuncture today?" she asked, blushing.
