The broken meridians need to be reconnected, otherwise it will affect the flexibility of his hands in the future.
Weizhi looked at the girl who was concentrating on healing his hands, his expression slowly became calm and gentle, and all the brutality and evil spirit in his body seemed to disappear without a trace.
The years are peaceful and the world is stable. If this person can stay with him forever, then it would be good, very good even if he could live his life like this.
He wanted these eyes to only look at him, he wanted these hands to only touch him, he wanted this person to belong to him alone forever.
Xi Weizhi closed his eyes, suppressed his surging possessiveness, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
When Xi Yue looked up, she was stunned by his almost pure and holy smile, and said in disbelief: "It is impossible to completely anesthetize the meridians, the pain should be inhuman, and you can still laugh?"
Xi Weizhi shook his head and said, "It doesn't hurt."
Yes, it didn't hurt at all. He seemed to be born without the ability to feel pain, or rather, he had long been immune to pain.
But, only... When Xi Yue asked him to leave, the excruciating pain that tore at his heart and bones made him unable to endure it even for a moment.
Although he has lost his memory, he knows that only the girl in front of him is different. Only Xi Yue has unique meaning to him.
Xi Yue did not notice the fluctuation of unknown emotions, but said coldly: "No matter what happens in the future, don't hurt yourself. Hurting yourself for anyone is the stupidest thing, understand?"
Xi Weizhi nodded, "As long as you don't like it, I won't do it."
His tone was still cold, but his look was indescribably obedient and kind.
Especially with such a charming and beautiful face, one would like to bring the best things in the world to him.
Xi Yue sighed helplessly, thinking that it would take a lot of effort to correct this guy's psychological problems.
About another hour passed before the severed meridians were completely reconnected. The water spiritual power covered the wound, and the originally bloody palm instantly became smooth as before.
Under the light of the crystal, the slender white fingers look like the most outstanding works of art.
Xi Yue feels that in modern times, these hands would be best suited for playing the piano fluently.
After taking back the silver needle, Xi Yue breathed a sigh of relief, only to feel a surge of intense fatigue.
In the past few days, she was busy saving An Lingyao, refining medicine, collecting Shadow Envoy, and with Ji Mingyu... She had just returned and treated so many people, and she was really exhausted at this time.
Weizhi looked at the tiredness in her eyes and said softly, "Xiyue, you should get some sleep. I will wake you up when it's time for dinner."
Xi Yue actually didn't want to sleep. She had just reunited with Jin Zeyu and the others, and she had many questions to ask and many old stories to discuss.
But the unknown voice seemed to have magic, so soft, low and cool that she felt as if she was immersed in a clear spring, so comfortable that she didn't want to wake up.
My eyelids slowly drooped, my consciousness gradually faded away, and finally I slowly fell into sleep.
Looking at the girl sleeping soundly in front of him, Weizhi stretched out his hands, wanting to pick her up, but in the end, his hands stopped in mid-air, and he just took a thin blanket and covered her with it.
The sun was shining brightly, making him want to get closer. But sometimes, even reaching out to touch it would cause him burning pain.
"Squeak--" The door was suddenly pushed open a crack, Zhang Yi poked his head in and said cautiously: "Brother Xiyue, are you okay..." (To be continued)