The Love of Passerby A

Chapter 432: The Wulin Leader’s Fiancée (48)

When Murong Fengyu and his group stepped into the wing room of the second courtyard, they saw Su Xiangran concentrating on taking Ling Mo's pulse.

I saw that her brows were slightly frowned and her expression was focused.

"Fortunately, the internal force you used just now was not too strong, otherwise the poison would spread to the heart meridian, and all our efforts in the past few days would be wasted." Su Xiangran first glared at Ling Moqing fiercely.

Then, her expression softened slightly, and she said softly, "But fortunately, the toxins in your body are gradually receding, and it seems that you have been quite obedient and cooperative with the treatment during this period."

These words are simply the usual trick of giving a stick and then giving a sweet date.

However, for Ling Moqing, this method is particularly useful.

He didn't think Su Xiangran's expression was fierce at all, but instead regarded it as a special concern and care.

He secretly rejoiced in his heart: "Wow! She looked at me again, (?? w ?? )?" In his eyes, this glance was full of profound meaning, as warm and pleasant as the spring sun.

Hearing Su Xiangran's words, Fei Tao on the side couldn't help but laugh out loud.

She teased, "I didn't expect Mr. Ling to look so steady. I didn't expect that he would smile so brightly after being praised by our young lady."

Ling Moqing coughed awkwardly, trying to hide his embarrassment.

Su Xiangran rolled her eyes at Feitao and said, "Stop messing around and go get my set of needles."

Then she said to Ling Moqing: "The prescription you wrote before doesn't need to be changed. You can just continue to use it. Pull up your sleeves and let me see."

Ling Moqing pulled up his sleeves with both hands without saying a word.

In fact, he could have just shown the hand that had received the acupuncture treatment for detoxification, but he was afraid that Su Xiangran wouldn't see carefully, so he stretched out both hands in front of her.

Su Xiangran hadn't said anything yet! Fei Tao, who came over with the needle, couldn't help but curl her lips again, but this time she gave him face and didn't laugh out loud.

This Mr. Ling is really interesting. Every time he meets a young lady, he acts like a fool.

Since they were so cooperative, Su Xiangran took a look at his hands and said, "Last time, because the situation was urgent, we used acupuncture to force out some toxins, but this method requires stimulation of the major acupoints.

There are strict requirements for the number of uses and intervals.

I just checked the needle marks on your arm and your recovery. You should be able to undergo another acupuncture detoxification. But last time, you were unconscious and not very conscious, but you are awake now..."

What she wanted to express was very clear. This method was useful, but it required Ling Moqing to endure a certain amount of pain.

"Will this shorten the time it takes to clear the toxins?" Ling Moqing asked seriously.

"Of course!" Su Xiangran nodded. This man asked a very strange question. If the toxins had not been eliminated as soon as possible, she would not have let him suffer!

After getting a positive answer, Ling Moqing answered decisively: "No, I think taking medicine and taking a medicinal bath are good."

"Okay, I'll give you the injection right away." Su Xiangran didn't expect that he would be unwilling, so she responded according to her own assumption. When he said it, she realized that she had guessed wrong, "Aren't you a hero?"

"Yes! I'm a hero!" Ling Moqing disagreed, "I'm just a little better at martial arts than ordinary people, but that doesn't mean I don't feel pain! I'm just a human with flesh and blood!"

At this moment, Su Xiangran realized: Although it is said that "the greatest heroes serve the country and the people", they themselves are also citizens, someone's son, someone's husband, and someone's father.

Being a knight is his choice, but it does not mean that he has given up his responsibilities.

From this point of view, Beitang Jing is not as good as Ling Moqing.

He gave up his home and career, claiming that he was doing it to rid the world of evil, but in the end he couldn't even protect his own home, his parents, and his wife.

"Okay! If you don't want to, I won't force you." Su Xiangran asked Feitao to put away the silver needles that had been prepared.

"No!" Doctor Qin was originally very interested in watching Su Xiangran give the acupuncture treatment, but before he even started watching, it had to end regretfully just because of Ling Moqing's unwillingness. He was somewhat unwilling to accept this.

"Doctor Qin, whether to use acupuncture depends on the patient's willingness. If he doesn't want to, there's no need to force him." Su Xiangran said with a smile, "I think it's within the controllable range of the condition.

We can take their feelings into consideration and try to improve their comfort level.”

These words somewhat upset Doctor Qin, who had been practicing medicine for almost his entire life. It seemed that he only considered the treatment effect and never thought about anything else.

Without mentioning other things, once when he was treating Beitang Jing's injury, he specially added a strong medicinal powder to speed up the healing of the wound.

The powder can regenerate tissue and stop bleeding, but once the wound is broken, it will definitely be unforgettable for him for the rest of his life.

Looking at the subtle changes in Doctor Qin's expression, Su Xiangran could probably guess what he was thinking. After all, she had also lived in Yunjian Villa for a few years.

The sound of Beitang Jing slaughtering a pig when he was thirteen years old is still fresh in my ears.