No irrelevant persons were allowed in the Wuhuai Garden pavilion, and the Dong Family's servants surrounded it, closely watching the actions of the people inside.
Gradually, Young Master Dong's face regained some color, and his eyelids also opened. He uttered a pained moan and called out, "Mother..."
"Lin'er!" Lady Dong hurried over, holding his hand while crying and saying, "You scared your mother to death!"
Lu Tong stood up and addressed the Dong Family's servants, "Do not touch the Golden Needle on his body. Wait for the time it takes an incense stick to burn, and do not let him make big movements to avoid shortness of breath and chest tightness."
The Dong Family's servants no longer dared to be disrespectful as they had been before and hurriedly responded with respect.
Seeing that Lady Dong and Young Master Dong were speaking softly, Lu Tong turned and took a few steps out of the pavilion. There were too many people here, producing quite a commotion.