"Um... Miaomiao, I'm about to begin. Are you ready?"
Sun Zhe stood by the bed, trying not to let his eyes wander and forcing himself to remain composed. However, the Yang Qi within his body was brutally honest, so honest that it immediately pitched a tent.
"Mm, I'm ready."
Lin Miao's lovely face flushed red, and she turned away, too embarrassed to look at Sun Zhe.
Sun Zhe took a deep breath and took the silver needles from the medical kit. In just a moment, Lin Miao's two long, snow-white legs were covered in silver needles, with several even piercing the soles of her feet.
Sun Zhe lightly touched a silver needle with his fingertip and asked, "Does it hurt?"
"I don't feel anything."
He then touched another needle. "Does it hurt here?"
"Hiss... A little."
Sun Zhe silently noted the painful acupoint and continued to test the other needles.
「After a long while.」
