My wife's vest has been exposed. President, please stop being stubborn.

The lady that Madam wants to recognize is so rich?

As expected, rich people attract rich people, and the Cinderella turning into a phoenix is ​​all fake.

Su Muyan didn't care what he was thinking. She thanked him and walked in.

The poor driver was struggling all the way over whether or not to tell Fang Qingya and the others about Su Muyan's true situation when he returned.

……

Half a month passed in a blink of an eye, and Su Muyan arrived at Shenglong Hotel as promised.

Just like last time, Mu Jinyan and the others were waiting in Mu Jinyu's room early.

"Ms. Su." Mu Jinyan walked up to her and greeted her.

Su Muyan nodded slightly in response, "Please ask Mr. Mu to take the people out. Brother Xin and I are enough here."

They had no intention of staying, and they all appeared here just to show their welcome and respect to her.

After everyone left, Su Muyan looked at Mu Jinyu lying on the bed, "How have you felt during this period?"

"Very well." Mu Jinyu's face was a little pale. "At the beginning, apart from the discomfort of the wound, there was no other discomfort. Under the careful care of Dr. Huang, the wound has healed a long time ago."

Therefore, his current physical condition should be pretty good.

Su Muyan said "hmm" lightly, and after lifting his shirt, she saw the wound that had already scabbed over.

"Yes, the wound has healed well, but..." Su Muyan changed the subject and poured a basin of cold water on him, "Don't be too happy too soon, the wound will have to be reopened later."

"Ah?" Perhaps it was a conditioned reflex, but when Mu Jinyu heard her say that she wanted to cut it open, his heart couldn't help but tremble.

The heart-wrenching pain he felt last time was so unforgettable that he felt uncomfortable all over whenever he thought about it.

"What?" Su Muyan raised her eyebrows and asked jokingly, "Are you scared?"

"No!" Mu Jinyu immediately explained: "It's just a little stress reaction."

Su Muyan just smiled and said nothing, then gave Huang Yuexin a look, "Brother Xin, I'll need you to cooperate with me later."

Huang Yuexin: "Well, just tell me if you have anything to say."

Su Muyan took out the silver needles and laid them flat on the table. While inserting the needles, she comforted Mu Jinyu, "Don't be nervous. Today's acupuncture won't hurt."

"Yeah." Mu Jinyu was half-believing and half-doubting, and gradually relaxed.

Su Muyan gave him three injections in a row but he didn't feel any pain. His frown finally relaxed.

She was not lying to him. Last time she said it hurt, it almost cost him his life. This time she said it didn't hurt and it really didn't hurt at all.

Because there was no need to give Mu Jinyu time to adapt, Su Muyan finished the injections quickly this time.

This time, she used the silver needle to make a circle around the scar.

Su Muyan took out the scalpel she used last time and said, "Hold on, I'm about to start."

Hearing these three words, Mu Jinyu instinctively tensed up his nerves.

With the experience from last time, he consciously stuffed a towel into his mouth.

After the scalpel was sterilized, Su Muyan glanced at Huang Yuexin and said in a deep voice, "Brother Xin, hold him down."

As soon as he pressed it, Su Muyan cut open the scar swiftly.

After finally forming a scab, it was cut open again. You can imagine how painful it is.

Mu Jin groaned in frustration, and sweat broke out on his forehead in an instant because of the pain.

Su Muyan's hands did not stop moving at all. After cutting open the scar, she turned the blade and penetrated two centimeters into the tender flesh below, towards the direction of the poisonous insect.

She didn't dare to delay at all and took out the tweezers and inserted them into the wound.