The villain is too crazy, the little ancestor is not going to do it anymore

After so many acupuncture treatments, Li Shenzhi's body seemed to have become the most sensitive sensor. Even though he couldn't see with his eyes, he could still keenly capture every subtle change during the acupuncture treatment.

Today, Song Yu's technique seemed to be infused with new soul, quite different from the past, and contained an indescribable rhythm. This subtle difference, although invisible, strongly touched his senses.

However, despite being full of curiosity and doubts, Li Shenzhi chose to remain silent.

He knew very well, as Gu Ranle had just reminded him, that talking at this time would most likely affect the accuracy and rhythm of Song Yu's acupuncture, and ultimately cause him to suffer unnecessary pain.

Inside the room, the atmosphere was solemn and peaceful, with only the sound of breathing and the passage of time whispering.

Under the bright lights, Gu Ranle's face, which was usually full of energy and unruly, was now shrouded in a focused and solemn light.

The silver needles in her hand seemed to be endowed with life, jumping and shuttling between the acupuncture points accurately, and each insertion of the needle seemed so decisive and powerful.

Song Yu stood quietly by the side, his eyes closely following Gu Ranle's hand movements, afraid of missing any key details or changes.

His face showed both nervousness and excitement.

Ever since he knew that her medical attainments far surpassed his, he looked forward to observing and learning from her in person every day.

But she was used to doing whatever she wanted. When she treated patients, she would consider the weather, the location, her mood and fate.

So as of now, this was the second time he had witnessed her giving an acupuncture injection.

The entire acupuncture process was smooth and powerful and lasted about ten minutes.

Since this was the first time that Li Shenzhi was given such treatment, Gu Ranle was particularly cautious.

According to Li Shenzhi's physical condition, she deliberately shortened the time the needles were left in to ensure the safety and effectiveness of the treatment.

"Doctor Song, your acupuncture technique today is a little different from before."

When Gu Ranle was about to finish removing the needle, Li Shenzhi finally couldn't suppress his curiosity and asked softly.

Gu Ranle's hand paused slightly in the air. She didn't expect him to be so sensitive.

She then naturally turned her gaze to Song Yu and watched with a smile how he explained.

Song Yu glared at her. She insisted on doing good deeds without leaving her name, and she also wanted him to cooperate in smoothing things over. He really didn't know what she was thinking.

He sighed secretly and said calmly: "I recently learned a new set of acupuncture techniques, and I wanted to practice them on you to see how effective they are. How do you feel? Is there any discomfort?"

Li Shenzhi was speechless for a moment when he heard this. He didn't expect the reason to be like this.

In front of Gu Ranle, he suppressed his dissatisfaction and anger, clenched his fingers tightly, then slowly loosened them, taking a deep breath to calm his emotions.

"Doctor Song, are you going to try your hand on me?"

Although he tried to remain calm, the dissatisfaction and helplessness in his tone were difficult to conceal.

Seeing this, Song Yu raised a faint smile. Not only did he not try to calm down his anger, but on the contrary, he seemed to be adding fuel to the fire.

"What's our relationship? We're old acquaintances. And I know your physical condition best, so it's relatively risky to try it on you. How is it? Do you feel that today's acupuncture is more comfortable than usual?"

Li Shenzhi's mouth twitched slightly. Although he was dissatisfied in his heart, he had to admit that this acupuncture did make him feel unprecedented comfort, but he refused to admit it.

"Comfortable? Humph, I feel uncomfortable all over right now!"

He deliberately did the opposite, wanting to teach Song Yu a lesson.

How despicable that you dare to try your hand on him!

"Uncomfortable?"

Upon hearing this, Song Yu frowned slightly and quickly looked at Gu Ranle. Their eyes met, as if they were silently communicating their doubts.

Gu Ranle knew clearly that Li Shenzhi was just angry, but Uncle Song was guilty and didn't notice it.

So, she rolled her eyes playfully and then said teasingly:

"Uncomfortable? Then let Uncle Song give you a few more injections!"

"No need!" Li Shenzhi snorted coldly and refused decisively, "I'm afraid he will really stab my mouth crooked."

Seeing this, Gu Ranle smiled even more brightly, and she pretended to be serious and said:

"How about I give you a few injections to try? I just watched Uncle Song give acupuncture, and I think I can do it too."

When Li Shenzhi heard this, his face changed.

Why do so many people want to try their hands on him?

Does he look like a pushover?

The risk of Song Yu trying this is still controllable, the worst result might just be a crooked mouth, but for a novice like her, a crooked mouth is probably the best result, if things go wrong, his life will be in danger.

He waved his hand quickly, "No, I feel much better now!"

He wanted to escape, but he couldn't. He could only yell at the door, "Ling Chong! Ling Chong!"

"It's no use shouting, he can't get in," Gu Ranle insisted, gently pressing his shoulders, "Oh, Brother Shenzhi, just let me try, I promise I won't let your mouth become crooked."

As she spoke, she held a silver needle in her hand and gently tapped Li Shenzhi's face with the end of the needle. Li Shenzhi was so scared that his face turned pale and he dared not move. His expression looked funny and hilarious.

"Song Yu, Doctor Song, please take care of her!"

When Song Yu saw this, how could he not know that Li Shenzhi had just lied to him.

He raised his eyebrows and said two words silently: You deserve it!

However, he still took a step forward, pulled Gu Ranle away from Li Shenzhi, and pretended to reprimand her in a gentle voice:

"Okay little girl, stop making trouble. Look how scared your brother Shenzhi is."

"Okay, let me try next time."

Gu Ranle also went down the stairs.

Everything should be done in moderation.

"If there's nothing else, I'll go back first. Goodbye, Uncle Song, and Brother Shenzhi."

Gu Ranle put away the needle, waved her hand, turned and left.

She didn't sleep well last night, and now she is really sleepy.

Li Shenzhi finally breathed a sigh of relief after she left. Before he knew it, the clothes on his back were soaked.

"Are you scared?" Song Yu asked with a teasing smile.

Li Shenzhi lay there expressionless and silent, obviously frightened.

Seeing this, Song Yu didn't say anything more and began to clean up the room, moving quickly and orderly.

After Song Yu cleaned up the room, he opened the door and called the bodyguard in.

That night, Li Shenzhi slept very uneasily. His dreams were filled with Gu Ranle's hideous face and the waving silver needles. He seemed to be in an endless nightmare.

The feeling of each needle prick was so real that he couldn't help but moan in his dream.

"hiss--"

He suddenly woke up from the nightmare. There was darkness before his eyes and only the silence unique to the night in his ears.

He tried to calm his rapid breathing, but the dull tingling in his legs reminded him clearly that the dream he had just had was not entirely an illusion.