"There is another kind of memory that was not completely erased when this incident happened, but the muddled memory after that. But no matter what it is, she will wake up."
"Then... what should I do if it is the second type?" Wu Jingcheng couldn't help straightening his back, with a worried expression on his face.
"If it's the second type, I can only persuade her to think about it. Life is moving forward, and the wounds left in my heart by those tragic events will fade away one day."
Wu Jingcheng glanced at his father, then at his younger sister Wu Jingmin, saw that the two nodded, and said to Nuannuan: "Okay, then please trouble Miss Nangong. But I have to call the child's mother and tell her about it." Son."
Nangong Nuannuan nodded: "Please go ahead."
Wu Jingcheng stood up and went to the side to make a phone call and came back. He looked at Nangong Nuannuan gratefully and said, "Miss Nangong, my wife can't make it because of work. She asked me to thank you on her behalf. Your great kindness , we will remember it for the rest of our lives.”
"You're welcome. Elder Wu and I have a predestined relationship, and I'm very happy to help Wu Pingting."
Next, Nuan Nuan asked the people of the Wu family to discuss the explanations that the Wu family should give for Wu Pingting's different reactions after waking up.
After thinking of a surefire solution, Nuan Nuan was ready to give Wu Pingting acupuncture treatment.
Originally, the Wu family thought that Nuannuan would keep it secret for their own acupuncture and moxibustion skills, but when Wu Jingmin asked if he could observe it, Nangong Nuannuan told everyone that anyone who wanted to watch it could watch it.
Now the Wu family signed up one after another.
Wu Zongyang hugged his sister to the bed and lay down, and the Wu family members scattered around the bed, watching Nuan Nuan pull out the long and thin silver needle from his wrist without blinking, and directly stab Wuping Lian into his brain , Wu Zongxu was so excited that he opened his mouth to speak, but Wu Zongyang covered it with his hand.
"Not sterilized!" Wu Zongxu tore off Wu Zongyang's hand, and said depressedly and disgustedly.
"Since he knows acupuncture and moxibustion, he will not ignore this. Don't talk, don't disturb Miss Nangong."
The whispers of the two did not disturb the movements of Nangong Nuannuan's hands, but they received a warning from the old man.
After that, both Wu Zongyang and Wu Zongxu fell silent.
When the long and soft silver needle was pulled out of the bracelet, the tip of the needle shook, showing how soft it was. But in the hands of Nangong Nuannuan, the soft silver needle, which can't straighten up in the air, was pierced into Wu Pingting's scalp seemingly slowly but powerfully, passed through her skull, and directly pierced into her brain.
The chaotic neurons in the brain were blocked by a silver needle, and something eager to try in the neurons was stimulated by the silver needle, and the structure began to become chaotic.
Another silver needle was pierced from another direction, and both ends of the neuron were blocked. The third silver needle pierced through, directly piercing the information of the disordered neuron in the middle. This needle is like the most critical hammer to break glass. With one needle, the extremely active neuron information in the middle seems to be shaken from the root, and it is instantly fragmented.
The needle in the head was still inserted, and Nangong Nuannuan asked Wu Zongyang and Wu Pingting to help her up again. Before everyone had time to ask her what she was going to do, the silver needle had already pierced the meridians next to the major arteries in the neck.