Bai Xiao led the two people to her office; the innermost small room was the acupuncture treatment room. There weren't many people there, and after closing the door, the soundproofing seemed quite effective.
Li Xiangqian glanced at her and saw that she still had two people following her furiously; he couldn't figure out what was going on and could only hurry to attend to the patient in front of him.
Luckily, it was Friday, so there weren't many people.
Upon closing the door, Yu Shaohan sat down on the acupuncture bed with a huff. The quarrel with her daughter on the way here had also left her quite agitated.
Once inside the room, she finally felt a bit out of breath and had to sit down to catch her breath.
Bai Xiao poured two cups of water for Yan Chunlu and Yu Shaohan.
"Now it's just the three of us, whatever you want to say, just say it."
If it's a scab, it has to be squeezed open to prevent it from festering worse.
