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He Xuanchen looked at her hesitantly, without moving.

Yu Ziqing rolled his eyes at him, "Don't worry, I'll heal your leg, not cut it off."

He Xuanchen stared at her blankly, then looked at his pants.

I never knew what embarrassment meant before, but now I seem to finally understand.

Yu Ziqing became impatient, "Would you like to have legs? Wasn't it exciting to perform taking off your pants in front of me before? Why are you twitching now?"

He Xuanchen pursed his lips, swallowed his saliva, untied his belt slowly, and took off his pants slowly.

Yu Ziqing didn't know why he was moving so slowly, so she helped to tear off his pants.

He Xuanchen was dumbfounded, beyond shock.

He widened his phoenix eyes, staring blankly at Yu Ziqing, watching her take out a small white bag from her bag.

Yu Ziqing spread the small bag flat on the table, and took out a small bottle of disinfectant from the bag.

After she sterilized the needle, she turned her attention to He Xuanchen's leg again.

She moved a chair and ordered coldly, "Put your legs up."

For some reason, He Xuanchen obediently obeyed, without any intention of refusing in his heart.

Yu Ziqing lowered her head and took a closer look at his legs, looking at the large dark purple bruises, her face was serious.

He Xuanchen was not paralyzed after all, he could clearly feel the woman's warm breath on his legs.

For a moment, he felt a strange feeling rising in his heart.

Yu Ziqing pressed the bruise seriously.

He Xuanchen suddenly retracted his legs and looked at her with a complicated expression.

Yu Ziqing didn't expect him to react so strongly, and asked, "Does it hurt?"

At this time, He Xuanchen frowned like a frightened fox, staring at her with a trace of confusion and panic.

Yu Ziqing smiled and said, "What's the matter? Are you hurt or scared? Those who don't know think I'm going to force you into prostitution."

He Xuanchen also realized that he reacted too much, and slowly straightened his legs on the chair.

He cleared his throat. "I just don't like physical contact with people."

He didn't know what was wrong with him, when Yu Ziqing's finger touched his leg just now, he felt like he almost bounced.

But he knew clearly that he didn't have any resistance.

Yu Ziqing knew that he had this problem, so she didn't worry too much about it, and said in a deep voice, "The congestion is too serious. If you wait for it to dissipate on its own, it may take at least two months. You still move around all the time, and it may not heal for a while. .It’s so serious, don’t you feel pain? Why are you still walking around all day?”

He Xuanchen said in a deep voice, "It's okay."

Yu Ziqing asked, "You make your own decision, whether to let the blood out or not?"

He Xuanchen pursed his lips, and asked suspiciously, "Why help me?"

Yu Ziqing said bluntly, "Because if you become lame, it will be a pity for your skin."

He Xuanchen stared at her eyes scorchingly, "Nothing else?"

Yu Ziqing asked back: "Could it be that I have good intentions to help you cure your illness, and I have to find a reason to satisfy you?"

She put away the needle pack in dissatisfaction, "I can't cure you, just stay limping like that."

"I'll fix it." He Xuanchen said in a low voice, "You can figure it out."

Yu Ziqing glared at him, "Let me remind you, don't move around for a while, or I might get stabbed crookedly."

He Xuanchen frowned and asked, "You won't be giving acupuncture for the first time, will you?"

Yu Ziqing pursed her lips and smiled, "It's true."

He Xuanchen: "..."

He stared intently at Yu Ziqing's hand, feeling his heart beating a little faster.

Seeing that he looked a little nervous, Yu Ziqing smiled, deliberately pinching a needle and making random gestures, hesitating, "Which one is better to pierce first? Just prick it casually, as long as it can bleed out the blood."

He Xuanchen's nervous mood sank in an instant, and he asked in a cold voice, "Do it casually? Don't you have a certificate?"

Yu Ziqing nodded, "I have a certificate, but I don't have enough experience. It's the first time I see you with such a serious injury. I'm afraid I can't find the acupuncture points."

He Xuanchen hurriedly put his legs away, "Forget it, I'm still limping."

He felt that this woman wanted to take the opportunity to tie his legs into a sieve.

Yu Ziqing quickly pressed his leg, "Don't, give Mengxin a chance. Next time I give you acupuncture, I will have experience."

He Xuanchen laughed angrily, "This time the injury hasn't healed yet, so you expect me to be injured next time?"

Yu Ziqing smiled at him with bent eyes, "It doesn't mean you have to get hurt. If you have other problems with your body, I can try it too."

He Xuanchen frowned, "Other problems?"

Yu Ziqing said, "That's right, heart, liver, spleen, lung...kidney and so on."

He Xuanchen gritted his teeth, "I don't need your treatment, I'm just limping like this."

Yu Ziqing also gritted her teeth, and while He Xuanchen wasn't paying attention, she stabbed with a thin silver needle.

He Xuanchen's face turned pale immediately.

"Tsk tsk..." Yu Ziqing looked at the bright red blood that came out, and blamed, "Didn't I tell you, don't move around? Is it wrong?"

He Xuanchen roared: "Yu Ziqing! You did it on purpose!"

Yu Ziqing bent her eyes triumphantly, "Don't eat indiscriminately, don't talk indiscriminately, and don't offend the doctor."

Another silver needle went down, and bright red blood still flowed out.

He Xuanchen frowned, wishing he could tear this woman apart.

Just as he was about to pull out the silver needle himself, Yu Ziqing scolded him, "Can't you understand human speech? I told you not to move!"

Yu Ziqing looked extremely serious, without a hint of a smile on his face.

He Xuanchen really didn't move anymore.

Looks like the woman has had enough and is finally getting serious about his legs.

He watched Yu Ziqing disinfect his legs, and then picked up a needle that was thicker than the two silver needles before.

Yu Ziqing introduced lightly, "This is a three-edged needle."

He Xuanchen frowned and said nothing, seeing her prick the darkest purple-black spot on his leg without hesitation.

Black blood spurted out from the hole in the leg in an instant, and the blood flowed profusely.

He Xuanchen stared at the parabola of blood flow, and the other end of the parabola was the trash can that Yu Ziqing had prepared long ago.

For a moment he was speechless.

Click!Click!
He Xuanchen was pulled back from his thoughts by the sound effect of the phone's camera, and looked at her, "It's not over yet? Are you going to drain my blood and turn me into a mummy?"

In the blink of an eye, at least 400CC of blood was released.

Yu Ziqing smiled and said, "This parabola is really beautiful."

Seeing that she didn't answer, He Xuanchen's face was as black as ink, but he still didn't move.

It wasn't until the color of the bleeding blood gradually became lighter that Yu Ziqing slowly stopped the bleeding and helped him wipe the blood.

Yu Ziqing supported him and said, "I'll help you to rest on the bed."

He Xuanchen didn't say anything, put his hands on her shoulders, and was led away by her with a very complicated expression.

Just as Yu Ziqing put him on the bed, she casually glanced at his good leg, and suddenly let out a snort.

She asked curiously, "How did you get this injury?"

I saw a scar like a ring on He Xuanchen's ankle.