"Okay, I'm not afraid of pain, I will hold on!"
After realizing that Ye Feng's lewd behavior just now was only to stimulate his blood to flow faster, Murong Xiaoyu breathed a sigh of relief, then bit his lip and nodded stubbornly.
Although she said that she was not afraid of pain, the expression on Murong Xiaoyu's face completely betrayed her.
Especially after the silver needle pierced the Fengchi acupoint, the pain and itchiness made her almost bite her lips until they bled.
"This feeling is even worse than pain, just try to bear it..."
Ye Feng spoke briefly and with a flash of lightning, four silver needles appeared in his hand and quickly fell on Murong Xiaoyu's Yuzhen point, Baihui point, Shenting point and temple.
Although his movements were quick, the placement and force of the needles were just right, and every stitch was accurate to the millimeter.
After five silver needles sealed the five vital points on the brain, Murong Xiaoyu felt a heat in his head, and his consciousness became blurred, as if someone had overturned a basin of boiling paste in his head.
Acupuncture is only the most basic first step; the subsequent diagnosis and treatment is the most important.
After stretching out two fingers and pinching the silver needle on the Baihui acupoint, Ye Feng circulated his magic power throughout his body and slowly passed the thin silver needle into the meridians in Murong Xiaoyu's head.
Reshaping the meridians is naturally extremely difficult for an ordinary doctor, but Ye Feng is different, he possesses magical powers.
The magic power itself is condensed from the energy of heaven and earth, and its vitality is extremely pure.
And because of his telekinesis, Ye Feng's control over the magic power in his body has also reached a meticulous level.
So even though the meridians in Murong Xiaoyu's mind were extremely fragile due to his cold veins, he was still able to control the degree of magic power input to a level that Murong Xiaoyu could bear.
When magic power enters the meridians, it begins to stimulate the thin membranes that make up the meridians. Through the inherent pure vitality, it gives off new growth power. The meridians can slowly thicken and become tough.
"Hiss... um..."
And when the magic power began to take effect, Murong Xiaoyu's body suddenly straightened up, his eyes widened, and although his teeth were clenched tightly, he still couldn't help but let out a series of low moans.
Just as Ye Feng said, the feeling of using magic power to repair the meridians is much more uncomfortable than pain.
Because it's not pain, but itchy, and it feels like there are ten thousand ants crawling in your head, biting your nerves together!
This kind of itching is beyond the human body's tolerance.
Although it didn't hurt, it was extremely itchy, causing Murong Xiaoyu's brain to go blank and her body to twitch and spasm.
At the beginning, she was still trying her best to endure it, but after ten minutes, she lost her will, and all kinds of strange noises came out of her mouth, and the sound was so loud that it broke through the sky.
At the same time, a thin layer of sweat appeared on Ye Feng's forehead.
Reshaping the meridians is no easier than dissolving cancer cells, and may even be more difficult.
That kind of delicate operation put tremendous pressure on both his magic power and his mental power.
The mana is running out!
After another half an hour, Ye Feng felt that his dantian became empty, and the accumulated magic power showed signs of running out.
Without thinking, he moved his mind and the spirit stone appeared in his hand.
As his magic power started to flow, the pure energy of heaven and earth contained in the spirit stone immediately flowed along his meridians and entered Ye Feng's body.
In just a short moment, the magic power that had just been consumed was completely restored.
The spirit stone is indeed a treasure for restoring magic power!
After sighing, Ye Feng looked down and found that the spirit stone was a little dimmer than when he got it in Master Tianzhen's cave. He couldn't help feeling a little sad.
But when he thought about the soul-calming bowl, he felt that the losses were worth it.
With the spiritual stones as a supplement, Ye Feng felt a lot more relaxed. The meridians in Murong Xiaoyu's head were slowly becoming stronger and were approaching the level of a normal person.
…
Why does the little fish sound so strange?!
Hearing the sound through the door, Murong Bo's cheeks twitched involuntarily.
This voice sounded really wrong, especially when he thought that Ye Feng was the descendant of that lecherous old man Ye Haotian, Murong Bo's expression suddenly became uglier and uglier.
Damn, could it be that this brat has not only learned the old man’s medical skills, but also his style and done something ridiculous
The more he thought about it, the more uneasy Murong Bo felt. He was an experienced person and knew very well when a woman would make such noises, and it was easy for him to think of something inappropriate for children.
After thinking about it, Murong Bo couldn't help but feel that the days were passing by like years.
Especially when some more time had passed, he discovered that in addition to Murong Xiaoyu's low moaning, there was also Ye Feng's "huffing... huffing..." sound like a bellows, and he felt even more uneasy.
Hold on, you must hold on!
That sound made Murong Bo as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, and he wished he could kick the door open.
But thinking of Ye Feng's previous instructions, he could only grit his teeth and suppress the impulse in his heart.
"Okay, come in..."
After enduring for more than an hour, with the soles of his shoes almost worn thin, Ye Feng's weak voice finally came from the room.
Hearing this, Murong Bo, who had been waiting anxiously for a long time, pushed open the door and rushed in. He was relieved to see his granddaughter standing in the room with neat clothes. Except for her slightly red cheeks, there was nothing unusual about her.
"Ye Feng, you...how come you are like this...you fell into the water..."
But when his eyes fell on Ye Feng, Murong Bo couldn't help but be shocked.
At this moment, Ye Feng no longer looked as refreshed as before. He looked as if he had just been pulled out of the water. His clothes were all sweaty, especially his head, which looked as if it had been soaked in water, with water dripping down his hair.
Upon hearing Murong Bo's words, Murong Xiaoyu's head immediately turned to the side, with a hint of shyness in her eyes.
Although he had spirit stones to replenish himself, Ye Feng's mental power was completely used up after the treatment was completed. He felt a little exhausted. As soon as the tension in his heart relaxed, he dived into the bathtub.
The head pressed tightly against the snow-white and soft surface of her chest, making intimate contact.
"Stop talking. I'm exhausted this time. Damn it. This is not treating a patient, this is simply taking my own life..."
Ye Feng gave a weak and bitter smile.
"Successful?"
Murong Bo was startled when he heard the voice, and looked at Ye Feng in disbelief, and said with great surprise.
"Look what this is..."
Ye Feng smiled slightly, then gently spread out one hand, and saw three slightly blood-stained needles lying quietly in the palm of his hand!