I'm Such A Villain - 92: Swing Needle Type

Not sure whether it was because of the needle prick or because of the characteristics of Zhao Heng’s Qi, Li Yiyi endured it for a while and then couldn’t help but scream out.

Li Yiyi reacted immediately, biting her lips tightly, looking very unnatural.

But it’s not that easy. The process is far from over.

Zhao Heng stood in front of Li Yiyi, his ten fingers beating continuously, and wisps of true energy were transmitted to the silver needles on Li Yiyi’s body, causing them to vibrate.

This is one of the needles of Samsara Acupuncture, which is called Dang Needle Style.

Without profound internal strength and extremely subtle control, it cannot be done.

Along with Zhao Heng’s powerful innate true energy, wave after wave was input into Li Yiyi’s body with the vibration of the silver needle, and the latter was already on the verge of collapse.

At this moment, Li Yiyi’s state is like the rising water of the Yellow River, with the risk of bursting its banks at any time.

But the effect of Zhao Heng’s infuriating energy is like a never-ending heavy rainstorm, which keeps stirring up wind and waves to hit the dam built by Li Yiyi.

This was a situation that Zhao Heng did not specifically target. After all, Zhao Heng was using his zhenqi to eliminate possible viruses in Li Yiyi’s body, but he did not deliberately arouse this woman’s desire.

But even so, it is not something that ordinary people can afford.

“alright.”

Five minutes later, Zhao Heng finally stopped.

He had a relaxed look on his face. If he were a person in the acquired realm and kept doing this kind of consumption, he would probably be exhausted. However, Zhao Heng is an innate master, so this consumption will not have any impact on him.

As soon as Zhao Heng finished speaking and the silver needle on his body was pulled back to his hand with his true energy, Li Yiyi said nothing and glared at Zhao Heng inexplicably. She shook her body and fell on the bed. Not a word was spoken.

“Ha…Officer Li, I didn’t expect that.” “

Zhao Heng was an experienced driver. He understood immediately, glanced at the sheets, and immediately smiled.

“Get out!”

Facing Zhao Heng’s ridicule, Li Yiyi could only yell and curse helplessly.

“Experts remind you to drink more water to prevent your body from becoming dehydrated.”

After Zhao Heng finished speaking, he left Li Yiyi’s room.

Naturally, I couldn’t hear Li Yiyi’s relentless yelling:

“This bastard!”

In the corridor, Lin Yu was standing at the door. When he saw Zhao Heng coming out, his expression did not change at all.

Sometimes a vicious thought would even come to mind that this was some kind of powerful infectious virus, and it would be best for Zhao Heng to catch it, and there would be no best cure for it without any medicine.

After treating Li Yiyi, it was Lan Yue’s turn to return, who was already in a bad state.

When they arrived at Lan Yueke’s room, Lan Yueke was already lying on the bed helplessly. When Zhao Heng came, he didn’t even have the energy to get up and say hello.

“Mr. Zhao, I may really be infected with the virus.”

Lan Yue said helplessly:

“Be careful.”

“Do not worry.”

Zhao Heng is quite confident.

Lifting the quilt covering Lan Yueke’s body, the latter was only wearing a thin light-colored pajamas, but unfortunately the material was not transparent.

At this moment, Lan Yue is a bit like Lin Daiyu in Dream of Red Mansions. She is so fragile and weak that I feel pity for her, especially her pale face and a somewhat frightened expression.

With the experience of giving Li Yiyi acupuncture, it will be faster to give Lan Yueke acupuncture treatment.

But at the beginning, we encountered some twists and turns.

When inserting acupuncture, it must be ensured that there is no obstruction, so as to ensure that the silver needle will not stick to the wrong acupuncture point. This requirement is a bit unacceptable to Lan Yueke.

It’s a pity that Zhao Heng is a person who always insists on getting an acupuncture. How could he give up because of this small setback?

So without saying a word, he slapped Lan Yueke down, shattering Lan Yueke’s clothes.

The Bangkok hospital where I was tested before.

After Zhao Heng’s painstaking acupuncture treatment, the group came to this hospital for examination.

“How can it be?”

“How is it possible? There were signs of a cold yesterday, but nothing can be found today?”

“Did something go wrong with the machine yesterday?”

The attending doctor was puzzled and finally said:

“These two are in good health. They were misdiagnosed yesterday probably because of the machine.”