Wang Xia couldn't help covering her head and shrank her body.

"Oh my God, what are you going to do?"

He shook his head, not daring to look at those silver needles, and his scalp felt numb.

Song Sanxi looked at her frightened look and found it interesting.

"Haha, Teacher Wang, what are you afraid of? Are you afraid of going to someone who is thirty years old?"

"I have trypophobia, okay?" Wang Xia complained a little.

I really didn't dare to look at it, so I turned my head to the side.

"The next step is the key part of your treatment, which is to inject silver needles. It's best to do it once a day, at least once every two days, for two to three months. With my herbal medicine, you can completely recover."

"Ah?" Wang Xia looked at him in astonishment, "I want an acupuncture? Where?"

"Where is the disease, treat it." Song Sanxi said seriously.

"Ah..." Wang Xia's face suddenly turned red. She looked down at herself and then at Song Sanxi.

Then, he exclaimed: "Ah! No, no, no, no!"

Song Sanxi nodded, "It's okay if you don't want to. Herbal medicine can only sort out and stabilize your qi and blood, allow the endocrine system to be completely treated, and strengthen your body's foundation. But if you don't get acupuncture, the cancer will develop. Just don't rely on me. When the time comes,

, I’m afraid it’s not two or three months, but two or three years of treatment. But after two or three years, I can’t tell whether you will still be in this world..."

"Ah! Stop talking, stop talking!" Wang Xia covered her ears and screamed shyly.

He twisted his waist and stomped his feet for a while, which was quite playful.

Song Sanxi didn't care, just sat there and waited calmly.

He also stood up and refilled the teacup with water.

When he came back, he said seriously: "It's your choice whether to prick or not. If you don't prick, I'll pack up my things and leave, and the medicine will be given to you for free. Anyway, these few medicines won't be completely effective."

If you want to get pricked, then cooperate and give up all shyness. Let me ask you, is your face more important, or your life?"

Wang Xia was embarrassed and shy.

Once upon a time, she was a rogue student whom she hated.

Now, he has become a life-saving doctor!

Where is the logic in this?

She actually stuttered: "Then, is it okay to tie it up with clothes?"

"Well, okay..."

Before she finished speaking, Wang Xia stood up and said, "Tell me where to pierce. I'll lie down first."

"If you have a bad temper, you have to do it. It's okay to prick through clothes, but I can't prick it accurately. As long as it is pricked accurately, there will be no bleeding and no pain. If it is not pricked accurately, it will bleed again, hurt again, and there will be no effect.

Neither."

"Ah..." Wang Xia's red face never faded, and she was about to cry.

With Song Sanxi, there was no room for her to be shy at all.

Song Sanxi said: "Teacher Wang, make a decision quickly. If you don't want to get pricked, I'll leave. I won't have to come here to treat you in a day or two and waste my time."

As he said that, he was about to roll up the silver needle packaging bag.

Wang Xia was helpless. She gritted her teeth and pursed her lips and said, "Don't leave. I'll do it. I'll do it..."

"Okay! Go and lock the door, and lie down on the sofa when you come back. You don't need me to tell you what to do, right?"

"Know……"

Wang Xia's shy voice sounded like a mosquito, she got up and locked the door.

When she came back, she bit her lip and said, "It's too empty here. How about going to the rest room? There are beds there..."

"Oh, it would be more convenient if we have a bed."

"Then I'll go in first and you can come in when you're ready?"

"Okay. I'll smoke a cigarette..."

Song Sanxi took out a cigarette and lit it for herself.

Wang Xia was furious and had no choice but to go to the rest room over there.

The rest room is actually quite big.

The decoration is luxurious, with a bed, a dressing table, and a dedicated bathroom.

Song Sanxi smoked a cigarette, and when there was no movement during the break, he said, "Hey, are you taking off your clothes so slowly?"

"Oh, just wait a moment, it'll be fine, it'll be fine..."

Wang Xia looked a little panicked and responded.

Song Sanxi shook his head.

This older young woman is behaving strangely.

After a while, Wang Xia called out from inside: "Hey, Song Sanxi, I'm ready, you...come in!"

Song Sanxi then put away the silver needle and went into the rest room.

Take a quick look, Nima...

Professor Xi, a well-informed professor, was also surprised.

Then, he almost laughed out loud, with a bright face.

I saw Wang Xia lying on the bed.

The upper body has been painted with lipstick, nail polish, eye shadow materials, etc.

It's so fancy that you can only see the general outline, but not the original appearance.

Of course, that's quite...

The air was filled with the smell of high-end cosmetics.

On the dressing table, various packages, bottles, bags, and makeup brushes were placed in a messy manner.

It can be seen how panicked Wang Xia was just now.

She looked uncomfortable, her face was red, and she said coquettishly: "Why are you laughing? You asked not to get acupuncture through clothes, didn't I do it? Come on, do it!"

Song Sanxi sighed with emotion.

Older young women are really weird!

It's both life-threatening and face-saving.

She was afraid that others would take advantage of her.

He shook his head and said, "Teacher Wang, your wisdom in this aspect is beyond my imagination."

"The mentality is very important. Our current relationship is between doctor and patient, not any other relationship."

"I can't give you an injection when you're like this."

"What? Can't give the needle? Is your sister so busy?" Wang Xia suddenly sat up from the bed with a look of collapse on her face.

On the spot, there was a commotion in painting.

She stretched out her hand and held it up.

I was afraid that something would fall.

She covered her head and said, "Why can't I give the injection? Song Sanxi, are you kidding me?"

Song Sanxi smiled and said, "You are too, you are self-righteous. Let me tell you seriously, when inserting silver needles, you must insert them from the lesion, and they will be inserted in all directions on both sides to dredge all the meridians."

"Based on your current condition, I can at least give you 36 injections on each side."

"Although you are big, after 36 stitches, your volume ratio will be much smaller."

"Ah... so many..." Wang Xia was shocked.

I couldn't help but lower my head and take a look.

I can't imagine what it would look like to have two hedgehog balls poked out of me.

So ugly!

Can't stand it!

Song Sanxi looked serious and said, "Do you think the silver needle won't move once you prick it?"

"No, I have to keep twisting and pricking to achieve the effect of unblocking the nerves."

"During this process, the chemical raw materials added to cosmetics are very likely to enter your body through the pinhole."

"These things are on the surface of the body and can be resisted by the skin. But if they get inside, they may cause pollution and damage to the body."

"Not to mention, these high-end cosmetics you use, in order to be more suitable for the human skin, add human corpse oil. It is the kind of oil in the cremator. If this flows into your body, you will bear it psychologically.

Can you live there? Anyway, I feel so scared."

"Ah!!!" Wang Xia covered her ears with her hands, tears welling up in her eyes, "Damn Song Sanxi, why are you torturing me like this? What should I do now?"

At this time, something really was about to fall.

She kicked her legs in frustration, her whole body shaking.

Song Sanxi looked at it, feeling a little warm in her heart.

But it feels good.

Cheng Yingxue's medicine is effective.

The condition is controllable!
Chapter completed!