C214 Ruan Yueer Woke up

Ruan Qingge's hands moved with meticulous precision, and before long, a light sheen of sweat appeared on her forehead. She paid it no mind, focusing intently on manipulating the silver needles. Once all the acupuncture points were set, Ruan Qingge turned and sat in a chair, sipping tea while her gaze lingered on Ruan Yueer's face