My Sweet Physician Wife Calls The Shots

Additionally, with every prick, Nuannuan would ensure that the needle landed somewhere where the cancer cells far exceeded the number of normal cells. Therefore, after 500 pierces, the remaining number of normal cells would be more than cancer cells.

Then, Nuannuan removed her needles and disinfected them with boiling distilled water. Then, she used them again and continued to pierce the cancer cells.

More than an hour later, most of the larger cancer cells that were visible to Nuannuan had been removed.

The remaining cancer cells continued to grow in places with a lot of normal cells, so Nuannuan left those places alone.

This was because not only were there normal cells everywhere, there were also many immune cells. These immune cells were warriors filled with positivity that would phagocytize cancer cells, so they should be preserved. Nuannuan still wanted to help Feng Shengxuan preserve these immune cells.

Otherwise, it would be too cruel to Feng Shengxuan if such a powerful mercenary like him would fall severely ill just by being in the wind.

Nuannuan removed her needles and buttoned up his pajamas. After tucking him into a thin blanket, she left the room.

Just as Nuannuan was about to leave the room, she accidentally caught a glimpse of the heater. She was stunned when she read the temperature reading.

Grandpa must have adjusted the temperature, right?

As for Feng Shengxuan's ideal temperature, Nuannuan understood him too well after spending 14 years with him.

He liked to be cold, not hot.

Therefore, she had instructed the servants to increase the temperature of the room to 20 degrees Celcius.

Afterward, when she was performing acupuncture on Feng Shengxuan, she noticed that he started to sweat. She thought that it was because he was not feeling well. However, later on, even she started to feel hot. She simply dismissed it, thinking that perhaps she was being too serious. Now, looking at the temperature reading that said 28 degrees Celsius, Nuannuan was at a loss as to whether she should laugh or cry.

The next day, Feng Shengxuan woke up to find himself lying on a huge, soft bed.

The colors in the room had a black and white theme; it was the color scheme that he liked.

Feng Shengxuan's lips curled up into an extremely malicious smile.

He knew that Nuannuan cared about him. Even the colors of the room were done according to his preferences.

The bedding was white with dark silver embroidery. It was beautifully minimalistic.

Reaching out, he switched on the table lamp. Beside the table lamp was several pieces of paper that had been printed and sealed in a bag. Written on it were the Chi family's schedule and routine down to the details of what the Chi family would do at every section of the day.

Then, it also told Feng Shengxuan that if he missed breakfast at 7 in the morning, he could call the house chef from his room and order his favorite food to be brought upstairs, or he could go downstairs to eat.

The same applied to lunch and dinner.

After that, the paper also listed out the equipment in his room and each of their location. Everything was written clearly without anything amiss.

Although the room that Feng Shengxuan was staying in was a guest room, there were several separate rooms within it. There was a bedroom, a balcony, a bathroom, and a study room. Although it could not compare to his grand manor, it was still complete in every aspect.

At least he would have his personal space while he was in his enemy's house.

Looking at how everything was written down in the tiny booklet, Feng Shengxuan reserved all the kudos to Nuannuan for being so thorough.

His little girl had really grown up. She knew how to take care of people now.

Since there was a manual, Feng Shengxuan found the remote control in the room easily. He turned on all the lights in the room before opening up the curtains.

The morning light shone through the window, and the pain in his stomach stopped coming in spasms.