When Du Meiqi rolled up her sleeves and revealed a section of her pale arm, the woman gently picked up the small insect and placed it on Du Meiqi's arm.
"It might itch a little, just try not to move around and you'll be fine," she said.
No sooner had the woman finished speaking than the worm, resembling a silkworm, began to crawl slowly up Du Meiqi's arm.
"Ah yo, that's so itchy!" Du Meiqi immediately burst into laughter.
Just then, the worm suddenly stopped, bit down on Du Meiqi's arm.
"Hiss!"
She drew in a sharp breath of cool air, but the pain on her arm was quick to come and quick to go, and the little worm was visibly turning from white to red at a rapid pace, swelling several times over until it became as thick as a finger.
After a while, the woman took the worm, which had grown several times in size, off Du Meiqi's arm, placed it into a wooden box, and with a smile said, "All done, now there's definitely no problem."