At noon, the sun was very warm. After eating, Zhang Xingyun went to practice directly. Now he has realized that his strength has reached the first-class peak state, so he works harder and harder.
After a short time, Zhang Xingyun woke up and thought about Mo Guxue. At this time, he probably finished eating, and then he took his bowl and walked toward the house.
Outside, you can still hear the TV inside, but there are some very painful sounds.
Zhang Xingyun went to the room in a hurry and saw Mo's face in the corner of the sofa. She shrank up and covered her stomach tightly with her hands. Her face became very pale, her forehead was covered with cold sweat, and she kept moaning in her mouth.
"What is your situation?"
Zhang Xingyun put down the bowl in her hand, frowned, and asked in a low voice, Mo's appearance is very obvious now, what's the condition.
"It doesn't matter. Don't worry about me." Mo's pain is so severe that she can't even say anything. She can't say a word.
"I'll take you to the hospital." Mo's words are obviously fooling him. Zhang Xingyun doesn't want Mo's going to be in any danger. If Mo is really ill, his salary will be deducted.
Looking at Zhang Xingyun, she wants to help Mo Qianxue up. Her eyes are full of melancholy expression. Now she can't help struggling and shouting.
"I don't care what I do. I won't go to the hospital. I won't go to the hospital."
Zhang Xingyun stops her hand and frowns slightly. Mo's appearance is not very good now. He doesn't want to go to the hospital, and Zhang Xingyun won't force each other.
"You wait."
After Zhang Xingyun left this sentence, she turned her head and ran to his house.
Mo does not know what Zhang Xingyun is going to do. Anyway, he just doesn't want to go to the hospital. Just don't let him go to the hospital.
After a short time, Zhang Xingyun walked towards this side. With a step in her hand, she unfolded the cloth bag on the table. There were actually many silver needles in it.
"what are you going to do?" Mo Jianxue saw Zhang Xingyun walking towards him with a silver needle. She resisted the pain in her chest and became very flustered.
No matter who it is, seeing others holding such a long silver needle pointing at him, it is estimated that his heart will feel very scared.
"Don't you feel pain? I'll help you with the pain. "
Zhang Xingyun's tone is very insipid, but he starts his hand very quickly. Mo Jianxue screams. He still doesn't stop moving. The silver needle in his hand directly stabs Mo's ear.
"What on earth do you want?" Mo Jianxue screamed out, the body even dare not move, afraid of being stabbed to death by Zhang Xingyun.
"Do you just feel pain?" Zhang Xingyun took out several silver needles and pricked them toward the acupoints on Mo's head. After that, she asked in a deep voice.
"You Ah? " Mo Jianxue saw Zhang Xingyun and finally stopped to ask what he was about to ask. But hearing what the man said, he immediately felt that his body seemed to be very relaxed, and the pain in his stomach disappeared in an instant.
"How did you do it?"
"Don't move. Watch out for those pins in your head."
"Oh, well, I see." Mo Jianxue did not dare to have any action, but the silver needles on his head were still shaking and looked very funny.
"I've sealed the nerves above your head so you don't feel anything." Zhang Xingyun explained to him.
"Is that true?" Mo also felt very strange.
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