Almighty Little Secretary, She is Flirtatious and Arrogant

The vague smoke is still thick.

It enters the tip of the nose with a bitter and slightly sour taste.

It's like blood mixed with verbena, or some other incredible combination.

In short, it is a smell that is not easy to appear.

When he was young, Jiang Mingyu opened his eyes in a daze while half asleep.

As for the goal, it was the ceiling that was covered with slightly lighter haze.

At this moment, she was still lying on the hospital bed, untouched, but as if...

Passive something.

After a few seconds of being stunned, Jiang Mingyu tentatively turned his head.

Apart from feeling a little lazy, there is nothing special about him.

But what fell into her eyes at this moment was Tang Jinchuan's face, which was clenching the towel.

Soaked in sweat and covered with veins.

It was the same action as last time, but this time the pain was obviously more severe.

Seeing this, Jiang Mingyu immediately turned over and held Tang Jinchuan's arm.

"Jinchuan, are you okay? Does it hurt?"

Tang Jinchuan couldn't speak, so he just shook his head and tried his best to smile.

Xia Wan, who was handling silver needles next to her, glanced at Jiang Mingyu and said comfortingly,

"He has passed the most painful period. Just calm down and he will be fine."

"That's why you let me sleep."

".Yes, this is a good solution for both of you."

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For some reason, after hearing Xia Wan's comfort at this moment, Jiang Mingyu felt a strange feeling in his heart.

But before she had time to think more, Tang Jinchuan suddenly roared and her attention was instantly drawn back.

"Press him down and don't let him move. This is the most important shot."

"good."

Jiang Mingyu held one of Tang Jinchuan's arms, looked at it, and finally pressed it tightly against the side of the bed.

At the same time, Xia Wan also saw the right opportunity and inserted a specially processed silver needle into Tang Jinchuan's back, directly connecting to an acupuncture point on both arms.

The force of the needle is accurate and ruthless.

In an instant, the man's eyes were red with blue veins showing.

Even the bottom of his eyes burst out with scarlet bloodshot eyes.

The towel I was biting tightly made a squeaking sound.

It was like being bitten off by Tang Jinchuan.

"Jinchuan, Jinchuan, come on."

Jiang Mingyu's voice was also stained with tears, but she had come all the way here, and she naturally didn't want Tang Jinchuan to waste all his previous efforts.

Just looking at the man's expression of trying so hard to endure to the point of collapse, he was also burning inside.

And the next second, Xia Wan suddenly said solemnly,

"Ming Yu, be prepared."

".Um."

Jiang Mingyu frowned and took a deep breath.

She knew that Xia Wan meant that she should be prepared to bear the pain.

Sure enough, just a few seconds after Xia Wan finished speaking, new herbs were added to the charcoal pots on both sides.

The mist that evaporated ensued, carrying a light yellow smoke.

Going up from both sides, the mist that originally occupied the roof was pressed down and fell on Jiang Mingyu.

Like a rain of sharp needles.

".Well."

thump--

In an instant, even though Jiang Mingyu was well prepared, he was still suppressed by the pain and fell to his knees.

But even so, he still didn't let go of Tang Jinchuan's arm.

She hugged him tightly, even though her hands began to tremble.

When the man, who had been in pain for a long time and was about to lose consciousness, saw this scene, he immediately widened his eyes anxiously.

But then, Xia Wan pressed the free part of her shoulder and warned in a low voice, urgently,

"Tang Jinchuan, don't waste all your efforts, hold on, don't move!"

At the same time, on the other side

After Jiang Mingyu saw Tang Jinchuan, he handed over everything in his hands to the servants around him.

At this moment, she was placed on her cell phone in the study room.

It was vibrating repeatedly over and over again.