Being a villain in apocalyptic writing

But her expression remained calm, and she quickly said with regret: "So that's how it is. It's a pity that I can't experience the effect on my mental strength..."

Luan Ning didn't respond. He inserted the last silver needle and said, "It will take about an hour to finish the acupuncture. If you don't want to sleep, I can give you the medicine book first."

Jiang Ye smiled habitually: "Okay - huh?"

She got stuck in the middle of the conversation and asked in surprise, "Why did it become an hour today?"

Luan Ning closed the needle bag, glanced at her, and told her the truth: "I just saw your pulse and complexion, and it seems that you have been over-exhausted, so I temporarily changed the acupuncture plan. You will have to take medicine later."

For a moment, Jiang Ye was speechless.

She had indeed used her supernatural powers for a long time today, but she just felt a little tired. Although a nap in the afternoon did not relieve the feeling, she never thought that this was the reason.

Even she herself didn't notice anything unusual, but Luan Ning found out just by taking her pulse and looking at her face?

Jiang Ye somewhat believed that Luan Ning really had evidence to prove that she was a person with superpowers.

She doesn't understand medicine, but after all, it is something that has been passed down for thousands of years. People's words can be false and people's hearts can change, but the pulse tells the truth.

Luan Ning is very talented in this area, and he has been practicing medicine and saving lives since the end of the world. I don't know how many people with special abilities he has met.

Even if you are accumulating experience, the bar should be filled up.

Thinking of this, Jiang Ye subconsciously pulled down his sleeves to cover his wrists.

"Jiang Ye?" Her silence surprised Luan Ning.

Jiang Ye came back to his senses and immediately replied: "Hmm? Oh! Take medicine? Okay!"

"Wait a moment, I'll go get the medicine book." Luan Ning didn't doubt him, he got up and went to the inner room and brought out a stack of books.

Looking at the pile of books that was half a person's height, Jiang Ye was speechless.

Who calls something so thick a book?

"The books below are basically basic Chinese medicine books, which you need to be familiar with." Luan Ning picked up the paperback book on top, "This is the notes on the revisions and annotations I made on various medicinal materials based on actual conditions since the end of the world."

At this point, his handsome face was filled with disappointment: "The biological mutations and environmental pollution in various places have changed the properties of many medicinal materials. Most of the efforts of our ancestors have been wasted..."

This was the first time Jiang Ye saw him like this since they met.

The novel says that he comes from a medical family, is reserved, taciturn, calm and steady, a doctor who has saved countless lives at a young age, and is the key to helping the heroine successfully break through the sea city.

But in the final analysis, he is just a functional character created, and his emotions are not given the opportunity to be expressed.

Jiang Ye can only glimpse the vitality of this character in the limited plot.

"As long as medical skills can still help people, as long as there are people like you, their efforts will not be in vain." Jiang Ye smiled faintly.

Her flattery was so straightforward that Luan Ning lost all her sadness and smiled helplessly: "Thanks for your comfort."

Jiang Ye shook his head, took the book of annotations from his hand and started flipping through it.

Luan Ning didn't disturb her and went back to the duty room to do his own thing.

More than forty minutes later, Jiang Ye raised his hand to rub his stiff neck, but halfway through he realized that there was still a silver needle in his hand, so it was inconvenient to use force, so he put it down again.

Luan Ning noticed her movements and asked softly, "Does your cervical spine feel uncomfortable?"

"A little bit." Jiang Ye smiled, "It's an old problem."

In the past, she had an irregular schedule and worked very hard, which eventually led to her developing a chronic illness. Jiang Ye did not think it was a big problem, and if she could not bear it any longer, she would go to the hospital for a few days of correction and it would go away.

"Can I help you take a look?" Luan Ning asked.

"If it's not too much trouble." Jiang Ye nodded without hesitation.

Luan Ning stood up, washed his hands, and dried them with a towel before walking over.

When Luan Ning stretched out his hand, Jiang Ye dodged subconsciously, but was stopped by reason. But Luan Ning saw the tiny movement clearly.

So before pressing her neck, he gently reminded her, "It might be a little cold."

Jiang Ye hummed and relaxed his body.

Luan Ning's palm was not cold, it was even a little warm. Jiang Ye could feel him slowly groping and pressing along her cervical vertebrae with his fingertips.

The force between the fingers was gentle and not uncomfortable. Jiang Ye knew that they were looking for the injury on her cervical spine. But for her, it was really tormenting to suppress her guard.

She has always disliked people approaching her from behind, and she has accidentally hurt someone because of this before, but of course she can't talk about such things.

Just as Jiang Ye closed his eyes and hinted to himself to relax for the fifth time, Luan Ning released his hand: "Your cervical vertebrae are obviously arched, and the surrounding muscles are also severely strained, but fortunately, there is no problem with other parts of the spine."

He paused, then continued, "You should often feel dizzy and nauseous, and your arms should feel numb... Also, has your eyesight deteriorated?"

Jiang Ye was at a loss for words. Was this a medical consultation or fortune-telling?

But facing Luan Ning's inquiring gaze, she nodded: "There have been some in recent years."

"I'm not proficient in bone injuries, but I can regulate your qi and blood to relieve the discomfort." Luan Ning saw that Jiang Ye didn't care and sighed softly, "Although this problem itself is not fatal, it may become your weakness if you encounter a battle."

Jiang Ye, who was about to refuse, suddenly perked up: "...That's going to be troublesome."

Finally, she added: "Although there is no chance that I will encounter a battle."

"..." Luan Ning glanced at her and said nothing more. He stood up and prepared to go into the inner room to write a prescription.

Jiang Ye called him.

Luan Ning turned around: "What's wrong?"

"I've finished reading this one." Jiang Ye stroked the cover with his fingers. "What should I read next?"

Luan Ning looked surprised: "Have you finished reading it?"

"132 mutated medicinal herbs, and 16 common medicinal herbs whose properties remain unchanged." Jiang Ye said, "You can ask whatever you want."

Luan was quiet for a moment, but finally asked, "How about peach kernels?"

"It comes from the mature species of peach or mountain peach in the Rosaceae family. This type of plant has become more aggressive and difficult to obtain. Fortunately, the fruit may be thrown as a weapon. The medicinal properties have not changed. The nature and flavor are bitter, sweet, and neutral. It can break blood and remove blood stasis, moisturize dryness and lubricate the intestines. Pregnant women should not take it. It should be supplemented with cinnamon twigs and ginger..."

"Okay, that's enough." Seeing that she was still reciting the prescription, Luan Ning interrupted her a little awkwardly, "Then...what about cinnamon?"

Jiang Ye hesitated for a moment, and took the time to distinguish between cassia twig and cinnamon bark before saying, "The dried bark of cinnamon bark, also known as cassia bark, is a plant of the genus Cinnamomum in the Lauraceae family. If it mutates, its medicinal properties will change greatly, so it cannot be chosen. It is pungent, sweet, and very hot. It warms and nourishes the body, dispersing qi, and is thick and pure yang. It is often used for cold pain in the abdomen, vomiting, and diarrhea..."

Seeing that Luan Ning did not stop her, she continued to recite it proudly, including the several prescriptions that Luan Ning used after the end of the world and the corresponding symptoms, without missing a word.

When she finished speaking, Luan Ning handed her the cup of water and said, "Your memory... is really good. Are you born with a photographic memory?"

In his dark eyes, he was suppressing surprise, and was obviously trying to appear worldly-wise.

It wasn't the first time that Jiang Ye succeeded in showing off his skills, but Luan Ning still couldn't help but laugh at her reaction.

She took the water cup, took a sip and said, "It's not that exaggerated. I practiced memory techniques for a long time, memorized some prescriptions, and am familiar with some ancient Chinese terms."

"Why are you memorizing prescriptions?" Luan Ning couldn't help but ask. He didn't forget that Jiang Ye said he was in the financial industry.