The first day of treatment went very smoothly. After Mr. Changkong took the medicine with a clean face, Sifang and Uncle Qian couldn't wait to ask him how he felt.
Mr. Changkong was silent for a while: "I can't quite describe it."
"Ah?"
"My eyes feel a bit warm, and I don't feel like crying as much anymore," Mr. Changkong gently pressed his eyelids and said, "nor do they feel as sore and swollen as before."
Uncle Qian was delighted, "That sounds like it's taking effect."
Qin Liuxi came out with clean hands and upon hearing this, said, "Although I am a doctor, I don't have divine hands to cure him with just one session of acupuncture. After all, he has been blind for ten years, complete recovery will definitely take some time."
Uncle Qian bowed with a smile, "I was too impatient, I didn't mean to doubt the master."
