One child with two treasures: Mr. President, please be gentle

After more than ten injections, Nangong Si was in so much pain that he almost doubted his life.

Beads of sweat the size of beans kept dripping from his forehead, and his entire back was tightened with cold sweat.

In the 38-degree weather, he was actually sweating from the pain.

Nangong Si realized that the pain from being shot before was not pain at all, and the pain he was feeling now was fatal.

His mind became clear and he began to think about the meaning of his life.

Is it painful here?

When Nangong Si thought of this, he heard Nian Mu say, "This is the last shot."

After the injection, he couldn't help but let out a cry of "Ah".

The sound was so loud that it startled Aunt Wu who had just walked in after buying groceries.

"What's wrong?" She stepped forward quickly.

Shuofeng said, "It's okay, Aunt Wu. Professor Nian is treating Nangong Si."

Aunt Wu wondered, would the treatment be that painful?

She looked at Nangong Si's face and it felt lighter.

But Mu Shaoling and Nian Mu might also harm people, so he nodded and left, looking back every few steps.

"Are you okay?" Nian Mu asked with concern.

Nangong Si bit his lip and said, "Not bad."

"He just screamed once, he must be fine." Shuofeng said.

Nangong Si rolled his eyes at him and said nothing. He was too lazy to talk now because he was in so much pain that he had no strength left.

"He has been enduring for a long time." Nian Mu saw through it.

She had been mentally prepared that Nangong Si would scream out when she gave him the next shot, but she didn't expect that he would hold on to the end.

"How long should this needle stay in place?" Nangong Si asked.

"This needle needs to be left in for about ten minutes." Nian Mu said after looking at the time. It was very hot outside and she was sweating profusely.

Nangong Si said nothing more and silently endured these difficult ten minutes.

Ten minutes later, Nian Mu removed the needle.

As the last needle was pulled out, Nangong Si breathed a sigh of relief.

Nian Mu said: "You should exercise now and see if there is any difference compared to before."

Upon hearing this, Nangong Si moved his hands and was surprised to find that his arms now moved much more smoothly than before.

"Professor Nian, you are amazing!" He had forgotten the pain just now and praised Nian Mu.

Now, my arm doesn't hurt anymore and my dexterity in movements has improved a lot compared to before.

Nian Mu wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "You can't do high-intensity training on your arms during this period. You still need to continue treatment. Let's go in first. It's so hot outside."

"Well, go in first." Mu Shaoling helped to pack up.

Shuofeng and Nangong Si saw this and helped to clean up. After the group put the things back into the tool shed, they walked back to the living room.

The air conditioning temperature in the room was very cool, and Nian Mu breathed a sigh of relief.

When she was on the Terror Island, there was almost no summer, and she had been underground for a long time, so she had become accustomed to the slightly cool constant temperature system. Now, she was still not used to the scorching heat in City A.

Shuofeng put his hand on Nangong Si's shoulder and asked, "How do you feel now?"

"Much better." Nangong Si said. Although he didn't feel much pain before, he could feel that his flexibility was not as good as before.

But the moment Nian Mu pulled out the needle, he felt different.

"Professor Nian is really capable." Shuofeng said.

Aunt Wu brought four bowls of mung bean soup and said to them cheerfully, "Come and drink some mung bean soup."

"That's great!" Shuofeng's eyes lit up. He picked up the mung bean soup handed to him by Aunt Wu, said "thank you", and couldn't wait to drink it.

The icy cold mung bean soup went down their stomachs slowly, and the group felt refreshed both physically and mentally.

"It's so delicious." Shuofeng gave Aunt Wu a thumbs up.

"There's some more in the kitchen, Mr. Shufeng, would you like some more?" Aunt Wu asked when she saw that he liked it.

"No, thank you." Shuofeng put down the bowl and saw that Mu Shaoling had finished drinking, so he said, "Boss, let's continue our discussion?"

"Yeah." Mu Shaoling nodded and went upstairs with him.

Downstairs, only Nian Mu and Nangong Si were left.

"Professor Nian..." Nangong Si was about to speak when Nian Mu's cell phone rang.

Nian Mu cast an apologetic look towards Nangong Si before answering the phone, "Assistant Lei, what's wrong?"

"Professor Nian, the courses at Shengjing University have been completed." Lei Zhonghui reported.

Because Nian Mu was busy these two days, Lei Zhong was asked to substitute for the courses at Shengjing University.

"Okay, thank you for your hard work." Nian Mu said.

"Also, I seem to have met your friend." Lei Zhong said.

"Friend?" Nian Mu was surprised: "Who?"

"She is a student from Shengjing University, Miss Vivian." Lei Zhong said.

"It's Vivian, what's wrong?" When Nian Mu mentioned Vivian, he looked towards Nangong Si.

He had a calm expression at first, but when he heard Vivian's name, he froze there, and then his handsome brows frowned.

"Miss Vivian said she missed you very much, so she asked me to give her a ride, saying she wanted to visit you." Lei Zhong said. He actually didn't know where Nian Mu lived, and he didn't plan to give the textbooks to Nian Mu.

But since Vivian said so, he couldn't refuse and could only ask Nian Mu what he thought.

Nian Mu paused and looked at Nangong Si.

The living room was quiet, and the TV was not on. Nangong Si also heard what was said on the other end of the phone, and knew what she was hesitating about, so he said, "It doesn't matter."

Seeing this, Nian Mu said, "Then please send Vivian over. She knows where I live."

"Okay, Professor Nian." Lei Zhong responded.

Nian Mu hung up the phone and looked straight at Nangong Si: "Mr. Nangong, do you really not care?"

"Who is she Vivian? Am I afraid to meet her?" Nangong Si said stubbornly.

Nian Mu frowned and didn't continue speaking.

She could sense the change in Nangong Si's mood.

But as he said, what happened between him and Vivian was a thing of the past, and as friends, there was no need for them to care more about it than the parties involved.

"Yeah." Nian Mu said, looking at his empty bowl, and asked, "There's still mung bean soup, would you like to drink some more?"

"No, I'll go upstairs to talk to them." Nangong Si stood up and just as he stepped onto the stairs, he turned back and looked at Nian Mu: "Professor Nian, can Aunt Wu help me make some coffee?"

"But you can't drink coffee today." Nian Mu frowned. There was no problem in preparing coffee for them, but Nangong Si couldn't drink it.

“No way—” Nangong Si exclaimed in surprise. He didn’t get much rest last night and needed coffee to stay alive.

"To be precise, you cannot drink coffee or strong tea within 24 hours after acupuncture. If you spend more time here, I will prescribe some Chinese medicine for you." Nian Mu said as he stood up.

Nangong Si made a bitter face: "Can I refuse?"

"No, unless you leave now." Nian Mu said, walking towards the storage room, intending to find some medicinal herbs.

Although there were no herbs in the medicine bag, there were still some left when I prepared the medicinal soup for Nangong Si.

There is definitely no problem using it to make Chinese medicine.

Nangong Si wanted to leave, but when he thought about Vivian coming over soon, he paused.

I can't leave. If I leave, Nian Mu will think that I am afraid of Vivian.

She's just a woman he doesn't want, what's there to be afraid of!