Three months passed by in a blink of an eye. Regardless of how anxious everyone was, the day of Xin Qing's last acupuncture session had finally arrived.

Early that morning, Tang Shuang and Young Master Shen arrived together. "Will she remember everything after you've done?" asked Zhang Mi nervously, who was pacing around Tang Shuang.

Tang Shuang rolled her eyes. "What, do you think the human brain is some kind of switch that you can just flip? The blood clot ...