Ye Hong took a deep breath and came to the bedside with the golden needle in hand.
And just when he was about to start treatment, the data in his eyes changed again.
"Ding! Due to the target's emotional fluctuations, the healing success rate has dropped to 90%."
Ye Hong looked at Ye Zhinuo's nervous expression and said gently: "Calm down your breathing. Don't you believe me? Why are you so nervous?"
"Brother, it's not that I don't believe you, it's actually that the group of people outside have been looking at us, and they are a little scared!"
Ye Hong looked back and met the probing eyes.
There is a theory: the reason why most people are afraid of doctors is because in the eyes of doctors, you are no different from a guinea pig.
And being looked at by so many doctors at the same time, not to mention Ye Zhinuo, even Ye Hong felt like he was lying on the experimental table.
He frowned slightly and began to regret agreeing to the hospital's request for observation.
But the way things are now, it doesn't make sense to send them all away.
What makes Ye Hong most helpless is that Jiang Guchan once explained that ancient Qi therapy is best used when the patient is awake.
Because when the patient is awake, his breath is strong and he can more smoothly cooperate with the regulation of external breath.
Therefore, it was even more impossible to anesthetize Ye Zhinuo.
In desperation, Ye Hong had no choice but to turn around and smile at Ye Zhinuo: "Brother, can I sing to you?"
"Singing?" Ye Zhinuo suddenly became interested, and his nervousness temporarily disappeared. He giggled and teased Ye Hong: "Come on, I don't know about your tone-deaf voice?"
Ye Hong smiled slightly and suddenly opened his voice. A beautiful tone accompanied by an intoxicating singing voice rippled through the ward.
Ye Zhinuo suddenly looked startled, and memories appeared in his eyes.
This song was a song that the brother and sister used to play against each other when they were sleeping in bunk beds.
Whenever one of the siblings wanted to play a prank and prevent the other from sleeping peacefully, he would deliberately sing this song in a very unpleasant way to torture the other.
This is a unique memory between brother and sister.
"The sound is like the night wind - the sound of heartbreak is very nice - the hands are typing very lightly on the keyboard - the thoughts I give you are very careful."
There is no deliberately mischievous tone, only melodious and melodious melody, low and echoing style.
This is a nocturne played by Ye Hong alone for Ye Zhinuo, and she is the only one in the world who is qualified to hear it.
Ye Hong’s night, Ye Zhinuo’s night.
"Ding! Trigger the entry-level soothing ability and trigger the entry-level emotional contagion."
The quiet tone and soft voice made Ye Zhinuo feel like he was lying on the grass under the starry sky. All the noise in his ears disappeared, leaving only peace and comfort.
Recalling Ye Hong's domineering attitude of seeking justice for himself regardless of everything, and his insistence on letting go of everything to heal himself, Ye Zhinuo's heart was filled with warmth.
His eyes were slightly closed, and the corners of his mouth curled up into a gentle smile.
Seeing Ye Zhinuo's mood gradually calming down, Ye Hong looked again.
"Ding dong! Since the target's emotional state is close to perfect, the healing success rate has increased to 99%!"
Ye Hong finally felt relieved and prepared to start his own treatment.
During this process, the patience of the doctors outside dropped by several percent.
Although they could not hear the sound in the ward, they felt impatient when they saw that Ye Hong had not started the operation for a long time.
Several doctors even deliberately amplified their voices and began to complain.
(End of chapter)