After rebirth, I kidnapped the sickly Dugong

But to be fair, Wen Baizhi has no right to blame anyone.

As Wen Bai, she has already died, and as Wen Baizhi, she doesn't need to care about these things.

While she was still struggling with the battle between heaven and man, Rong Heng returned to the tent with the things he had prepared.

Rong Heng said as he took out the things.

"Let's use the same acupuncture method as before, but move slower, as I'm afraid Si Jiu can't bear it."

Wen Baizhi was as if facing a formidable enemy: "Is there anything I can do?"

Rong Heng smiled and said, "You just need to sit down and wipe Si Jiu's sweat off his face and comfort him. Don't let him faint from the pain."

Si Jiu said unhappily, "How could I faint?"

Rong Heng knew that he couldn't ruin his performance, so he quickly tried to make amends, "Yes, yes, you are the best. When I was removing the scars, I used a knife and applied powder, but you didn't say a word. You just tore a few sheets."

Si Jiu closed his eyes slightly and didn't say anything.

Wen Baizhi caught the topic: "Scar removal? What is this?"

Rong Heng placed the silver needle on the lamp and burned it: "Madam Wen has also seen Si Jiu's body. Don't you think his body is particularly white and without any scars?"

Wen Baizhi nodded: "I'm still confused. The last time he was tortured on his waist, I was thinking, this is not the first time he has been tortured, so where are the scars left by the previous torture?"

Rong Heng said: "Of course, you asked me to remove those scars."

Wen Baizhi felt pain just thinking about it: "It must be very painful, that process."

Rong Heng couldn't bear to recall the scene at that time, and only said: "It's over after all, Si Jiu made it through."

Just a few simple words, and it sounds very calm now, but what about Si Jiu who was experiencing the same thing at that time?

Wen Baizhi didn't even dare to imagine how much injustice and pain he had suffered before.

She stroked the back of Si Jiu's hand.

This was the first time Wen Baizhi touched his hand in such a long time tonight.

Si Jiu felt an unbearable bitterness in his heart. He had been suppressing his desire for her. He wanted to hold her hand and hide in her arms.

But he was afraid of scaring her.

He retracted his fingers and pushed the back of his hand upwards so that he could better touch the palm of her hand.

Rong Heng was ready: "I'm ready here."

Wen Baizhi was a little nervous: "Then I'll trouble Doctor Rong to start."

Rong Heng nodded slightly, squatted in front of Si Jiu, and inserted a dozen silver needles in an orderly manner into one of Si Jiu's knees.

The moment the needle fell, Si Jiu felt as if countless ants were crawling on his knees. It didn't hurt, but it was itchy and uncomfortable.

"What's wrong? How do you feel now?" Wen Baizhi asked in his ear.

He remembered her request to him and said, "It's a little itchy."

Wen Baizhi turned over and got off the bed, using her hands to fan him above his knees.

Seeing that he didn't seem to be relieved, she blew air onto his knees with her mouth.

This time, Si Jiu's knees originally only felt itchy, but now his heart was also itchy.

But he didn't say it, secretly enjoying the pleasure.

After a cup of tea, Rong Heng prepared to remove the needle: "I am going to remove the needle. After the needle is removed, the accumulated fluid will slowly roll out from the knee. The speed will not be very fast and it will be extremely painful. If the pain is really unbearable, I will go and get him some pills."

Si Jiu gritted his teeth and said, "Come on, I can do anything."

Rong Heng concentrated on pulling out the needles until the last needle was removed, and fluid began to seep out of Si Jiu's knee.

Wen Baizhi asked, "We need to wipe off this accumulated fluid with a handkerchief."

Rong Heng said: "I was going to wipe it off, but his knees will hurt if they are touched. You guys decide for yourselves. I'll go make some pills for him."

After seeing Rong Heng off, Wen Baizhi hurried to Si Jiu's side and piled all the quilts and pillows behind Si Jiu.

I guess she won't sit behind me like she did just now.

Si Jiu felt a little lost.

The pain in the knee became long-lasting, as if a bug was gnawing at it, or as if a needle was constantly pricking it.

His breathing slowed down for a few moments due to the pain.

When Wen Baizhi came back, she saw Si Jiu with his eyes closed and his brows furrowed, and it was obvious that he was enduring the pain.

She put the towel and basin aside and said, "I know you like to be clean. You are in pain now anyway. It will be the same if you wipe it and then it hurts again."

She asked for his advice.

Si Jiu suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes full of red bloodshot from a sleepless night.

He felt more and more that Wen Baizhi understood him so well.

He said in a low voice: "I'm sorry to bother you again."

After getting his consent, Wen Baizhi began to wipe the fluid on his knees with a handkerchief.

"It doesn't matter whether it's troublesome or not. I wasn't the one who prepared the things, and I'm not the one who's hurt now. It won't be hard for me if I don't need your help. Besides, if I need your help in the future, will you think I'm troublesome and not help me?"

Si Jiu affirmed: "Of course not."

Wen Baizhi smiled and said, "That's it. If you encounter any problems in the future, just let me be the one who handles the problem and think about it. You will get a satisfactory answer."

The moment Wen Baizhi placed the hot towel on Si Jiu's knees, she noticed that his whole body tensed up instantly.

She couldn't bear it and said, "It's not good to kneel for so long. You're kneeling like this. Look how painful it is for you."

Si Jiu's knees felt like ice and fire at this moment. The pain was even worse, but he was so cold that he was shivering.

As Rong Heng said, the accumulated fluid is indeed discharged very slowly.

Wen Baizhi was not in a hurry. Once the accumulated fluid was discharged, she would wipe it off carefully.

Si Jiu said more than once: "I'm very tired, stop it, come and take a rest."

Wen Baizhi wiped her face and said, "I'm not tired. What's tiring about this?"

After Rong Heng finished boiling the pills, he came back and found that the fluid in Si Jiu's knee was not draining well.

"It should be a slow queue, but there's no reason for it to be so slow."

Wen Baizhi frowned: "What should we do? Should we continue with the acupuncture?"

Rong Heng said: "The only solution now is to use external force to press hard to speed up the discharge of the accumulated fluid."

Wen Baizhi became anxious when she heard this: "But you also said that the discharge of the effusion is very painful. If you press the knee hard, he won't be able to bear it."

Rong Heng naturally knew: "If we don't speed up the drainage of the accumulated fluid, the accumulated fluid will continue to be blocked in the knee, and the consequences will be more serious."

He gave the choice to Si Jiu: "Si Jiu, what do you think?"

Si Jiu propped himself up and sat up straight: "Everything is up to you. I can bear it."

Rong Heng always has such sighs.

Si Jiu is truly the most obedient patient.

Not afraid of pain or hardship, and never complain or object during each treatment.

This time too.

He looked at Wen Baizhi: "Madam Wen, please help me hold Si Jiu, I'm going to press it."

Wen Baizhi bit her lip and sat next to Si Jiu.

She raised her hands and hugged Si Jiu's thin shoulders.

"Don't be afraid, Sijiu, I'm right here."

She spoke softly, as if she was comforting Si Jiu, and also as if she was cheering herself up and telling herself not to be afraid.