Chapter 2

"It is ... ... it is at the thigh ... ..." Nan Zilu suddenly felt the pain lessen, and without clearly hearing who asked, she responded directly

A steady voice came from behind, imbued with an indescribable confidence: "Let me take a look." Xiao Huai stepped in front of Hua Danjing, and before the flustered Hua Danjing could react, he had deftly lifted the little girl out of the room and laid her flat on the floor of the second floor.

After she finished speaking, she found herself facing a strange yet handsome boy, which startled her. Just then, Hua Danjing came to her senses and asked, "Xiao Huai, can you heal?"

Xiao Huai gazed at a painting on the wall, suddenly becoming transfixed. He felt a chilling softness emanating from his entire being, and let out a gentle sigh.

Sister Jing, I haven't washed up yet. What is it? Suddenly, there was a loud "bang," as if a body had fallen to the ground, accompanied by a groan.

Sitting on the sofa, waiting for your second round of testing. Somehow, Hua Danjing suddenly felt that the gaze of the young man in front of her made her heart tremble inexplicably—so bright, yet carrying a hint of playfulness. It was the first time Hua Danjing had such thoughts about a boy she had just met.

With the accuracy of his palm reading just now, Hua could not help but feel a desire to understand Xiao Huai better

Nan Zilu was taken aback for a moment, then turned around and smiled gratefully at Xiao Huai: "Brother Xiao, you worked so hard to help me with my treatment just now, I have passed this stage."

Upon seeing the situation, Hua Danjing guessed the reason and quickly said: "Xiao Huai, don't waste time, take a look at Zi Lu." As she lifted Nan Zilu's nightgown to her thighs, she simultaneously told Xiao Huai: "You must not look!"

Nan Zilu couldn't help but be surprised: So Sister Jing knows him. However, since he was ultimately a stranger, she tried to pull her body away from Xiao Huai's hand, but as soon as she moved away, the pain intensified immediately

Nan Zilu was completely unaware of the golden needle; she only felt a slight soreness and numbness in her toes. Suddenly, a wave of heat emanated from her toes, slowly rising upward, and then gently radiating at the base of her thigh

Zilu! The pale flower was so frightened that her complexion changed, and she hurriedly ran upstairs, opened the bathroom door, and saw Nan Zilu lying in the bathtub with a pained expression on her face. She was draped in a bathrobe, her delicate face tightly closed, clearly having fallen when she stepped into the bathtub after putting on the bathrobe.

The morning mist begins to dissipate, and in the picture book, on the left side, a young woman is picking fruit with two tender children beside a small tree. The scene is imbued with a poetic ambiance, with a single stroke bringing it to life. Xiao Huai seems to sense the joy of the child crouching on the ground, and suddenly, infused by a mysterious artistic power, Xiao Huai feels his heart gently leap out.

Xiao Huai moved his hand to the inner thigh, and suddenly, Nan Zilu cried out as if she had been electrocuted: "It hurts!"

It can also be said that. The golden needle in Xiao Huai's left hand continuously moved, "The acupoints on the soles of the feet can reflect various parts of the body. For areas of the body that do not have those acupoints, treatment can be administered through the soles of the feet."

"Fortunately, I didn't injure the bone." Xiao Huai slowly inserted the golden needle into Nan Zilu's toe: "I am Xiao Huai. Can I call you Sister Zilu from now on?"

Is that so? Then is your right hand now superfluous? Hua Danjing finally could not help but say.

After a long while, he finally let out a sigh of relief and came back to his senses, only to find that the two girls beside him were looking thoughtfully in the direction of his gaze

That is an oil painting by the French artist Corot titled "Memories of Montferrand." Corot's painting style is unique, encompassing rich personal emotions and poetic lyricism. This gentle, tranquil, and dreamlike scene elegantly captures the pastoral beauty of nature

Xiao Huai quickly covered with his hand—Nan Zilu immediately realized that it no longer hurt

"Zilu, Zilu..." Hua Danjing called towards the bathroom on the second floor.

Nan Zilu could not help but widen her eyes: "Is this qigong?"

Where are you injured? I will call an ambulance. Hua Danjing was extremely anxious; she felt immense compassion for Zilu.

Xiao Huai chuckled softly, then pretended to look away, lightly touching the beautiful outer thigh of Nan Zilu with his left hand: "Is it here?" Yet he had already taken out a black box from his clothing and extracted a golden needle from within.

Of course. A sense of indescribable confidence was evident on Xiao Huai's face

It no longer hurts. Nan Zilu secretly opened her eyes and said, How amazing, thank you, Brother Xiao

"Acupuncture at the ear藏 point can be effective for treating toothaches. If a gold needle is not available, one can even use a fingernail, but it is essential to press the correct acupoint; otherwise, it may trigger a headache." Xiao Huai said with a serious expression, as his right hand suddenly glided gently along the inner thigh of Nan Zilu.

Hmph, he is not working hard; he is enjoying himself!" Hua Danjing shot Xiao Huai a glare: "Don't be too complacent; there are still two tests to go. We'll talk again when they come back.

As Xiao Huai took the faint Jinghua flower handed to him and brought the tea, he gently blew on it. The girl in front of him gave off a refreshing and elegant feeling. As the pearl in the palm of the Hua family, she did not show any resentment for what happened just now. Instead, she politely smiled while serving the tea. Xiao Huai suddenly felt quite fond of this girl in front of him.

Nan Zilu's face blushed even redder, and she let out a barely audible "Hmm."

Xiao Huai smiled and said, "Because that is where she feels pain, she needs to give the patient a sense of warm care." Xiao Huai said to Nan Zi Lu, whose face was seven parts delicate and three parts blush, "Sister Zi Lu, how do you feel now?"

Flower Danjing couldn't help but ask, "Does your tooth hurt?"

Flower stared at Xiao Huai's hand without letting go.

Not there... come in a little bit.It was the first time Nan Zilu had been touched by a boy like this, and her heart was pounding like a deer. Although she was in a hurry, suddenly, she believed in the mischievous boy in front of her.

Xiao smiled wickedly, at this moment he smiled as he surveyed Nan Zilu's room.

A pink teddy bear is on the bedside. The curtains on the window glass are made of bead curtains with pentagrams, floating like a starry sky in the Milky Way. Only here can one see the delicate thoughts of the girl. The room and the library are also pink, and there is a pink flower in the corner, like lilac and chrysanthemum, enjoying itself.

It seemed that Nan Zilu's pain had obviously eased, and she only groaned softly. She was a shy girl, and at this moment, being "violated" by Xiao Huai, she thought that he was working hard to treat her illness, and she was thinking wildly... So she had to force herself not to close her eyes in fear and not to look.

You can barely see the reflection of "Little Flower Rabbit" inside - do little girls like to wear little white rabbits?

Xiao Huai's right hand gently massaged the inside of Nan Zilu's thigh: "This will help dissipate your blood stasis..." His left hand had already slowly taken out the golden needle.

Take the opportunity to wipe the oil! Hua Danjing pushed Xiao Huai away and said unevenly, "Sister Zilu is... a pure and virtuous girl. You are not allowed to touch her!" She gently picked up Zilu, walked to Zilu's room, put her on the bed, and said, "Zilu, we must not let this guy stay in this apartment. You should give him a difficult problem."

Subsequently, Xiao Huai asked softly, "Where does it hurt?" At this moment, he had already gathered true energy in his hand and directly entered the acupoint of Nan Zilu.

Xiao Huai can clearly feel the delicacy of the thigh skin, the warm sensation, which makes people indulge in fantasy...