C279 Bitter Traditional Chinese Medicine

No matter how fast and accurate Mr. Fu's hands were, there were still some spots where blood was dripping.

Meng Qingge took the sterile cotton ball and wiped the blood off the spot calmly and quickly.

Fortunately, there weren't many bleeding points.

After all, there were so many needles!

"Grandpa Fu, how many needles were inserted in total?" Meng Qingge suddenly asked