After leaving the company, Yang Luo took a taxi to the Shui Jiangnan Teahouse in the East District of Jiangcheng.

This is a high-end teahouse. The teahouse is three stories high and covers a large area. It adopts a retro design style and reveals luxury in a low-key manner.

Because it is built on the river and the environment is quiet, the people who come here are all elites from Jiangcheng. Apart from drinking tea, they usually talk about things.

After arriving at the teahouse, Yang Luo got out of the car and walked straight into the teahouse.

"Sir, are you drinking tea or looking for someone?"

At this time, a smiling waitress came over.

Yang Luo replied: "Miss Su asked me to come."

"Are you Mr. Yang?"

The waitress asked.

"Yes."

Yang Luo nodded.

"Mr. Yang, please come with me."

The waitress said something, then took Yang Luo toward the backyard of the teahouse.

After passing a long corridor, there are two carved wooden doors at the end of the corridor that are tightly closed.

The waitress knocked on the door gently, "Mr. Su, Mr. Yang is here."

"Please come in."

Su Wanqiu's gentle voice came over.

"Mr. Yang, please."

The waitress made a call gesture.

Yang Luo pushed open the carved wooden door and walked in. What caught his eye was a small courtyard.

Although this courtyard does not cover a large area, it is clean and tidy without any dust.

There are many potted plants in the yard and various flowers are planted.

There is also a pool not far away, with many goldfish.

At this time, a woman wearing a white peony cheongsam and holding a long black hair was slightly bent over, holding scissors in her hand, and was trimming the flowers in the potted plant.

The cheongsam is very close to the body. When a woman bent down, her plump figure curve was perfectly displayed.

Yang Luo stood behind and looked at the woman's gentle body curve, and couldn't help swallowing.

He took a deep breath and shouted, "Miss Su, I'm here."

Su Wanqiu stood up, turned around, blinked at Yang Luo, and smiled and said, "Xiao Luo, you are engaged to Qingmei now, why are you still calling me Miss Su? Shouldn't you call me aunt?"

The woman put on some light makeup, and the sun shone on the woman's face, emitting a bright light, which was breathtaking.

"this……"

Yang Luo scratched his head, really didn't know what to call Su Wanqiu.

Su Wanqiu chuckled and said, "Okay, I won't tease you anymore. Before you marry Qingmei, just call me sister."

"Okay, Sister Wanqiu."

Yang Luo nodded, glanced around and asked, "Sister Wanqiu, did you open this teahouse?"

"Yes."

Su Wanqiu nodded and said, "In addition to the East District, there is a teahouse in the South District, the West District and the North District, and I am responsible for it."

"I see."

Yang Luo nodded suddenly and then said, "Sister Wanqiu, don't you feel heartbroken? Why don't I help you with treatment now.

Don't worry, I will definitely cure you completely this time."

"Then please."

Su Wanqiu nodded, placed the scissors on the table beside him, and said, "Come to the room with me."

Then, Su Wanqiu took Yang Luo to a room in the courtyard.

After entering the room, Su Wanqiu asked, "Xiao Luo, how should I cooperate with you?"

Yang Luo said: "Sister Wanqiu, you just need to lie on the bed and take off your clothes."

"ah?!"

Su Wanqiu's pretty face turned slightly red, "Do you still have to take off your clothes?"

"Well……"

Yang Luo laughed dryly and said, "Sister Wanqiu, don't get me wrong. If you want to completely cure your myocarditis, it will definitely not work by massage and pointing acupoints alone.

So, I plan to help you with acupuncture, so that you have to take off your clothes.”

If it were ordinary people who said this, she would have let people get out long ago.

But because she had seen Yang Luo's superb medical skills with her own eyes, she was willing to believe Yang Luo.

"Oh well."

Su Wanqiu nodded and said, "Then you can turn around first."

"good."

Yang Luo responded and turned around.

After a while, Su Wanqiu said: "It's OK."

Yang Luo turned around and saw that Su Wanqiu changed into a silk nightgown and was lying on the bed.

She took off the suspender on it and was wearing a close-fitting clothing that just covered the upper edge.

This looming scenery makes people even more imaginative.

Yang Luo tried his best to keep himself calm, but he still couldn't calm down and his eyes were straightened.

Seeing Yang Luo staring at him, Su Wanqiu shyly said, "Can you start?"

"Oh, it's time to start!"

Yang Luo took a deep breath and walked over.

Su Wanqiu also tried his best to keep himself calm, but he couldn't calm down, so he simply closed his eyes.

However, her blushing face and rapid breathing proved that she was very nervous now.

Yang Luo took a few deep breaths, put aside his random thoughts, and then took out a box of silver needles from the storage ring and began to apply needles to Su Wanqiu.

In the following time, Yang Luo maintained absolute concentration, and fell one by one, piercing into the acupoints in Su Wanqiu's heart and mouth, trembling gently.

As the silver needle fell, Su Wanqiu felt the heart and mouth warm, and the piercing pain gradually disappeared.

Time passes slowly.

Although it only took more than ten minutes, it was a torture for Yang Luo.

If a beauty is ahead, even a man cannot be calm.

What's more, a man like Yang Luo, who has excessive yang energy in his body.

Until all the silver needles stopped trembling, Yang Luo waved his hand and put away the silver needle.

"Sister Wanqiu, the treatment is over!"

Yang Luo said something.

Su Wanqiu opened her eyes, then quickly put on her nightgown and sat up.

"Have my myocarditis been completely cured?"

She asked hurriedly.

"It's completely cured."

Yang Luo nodded with a smile.

"Xiao Luo, you have cured my chronic disease for many years, and I don't know how to thank you."

Su Wanqiu is very grateful.

No one knows how painful she has been tortured by myocarditis over the past few years.

Yang Luo waved his hand and said, "Sister Wanqiu, Qingmei is my fiancée. You are Qingmei's aunt. It is my duty to treat you, so don't be so polite."

"Qingmei is Qingmei, I am me, thanks is a must."

Su Wanqiu replied, thought for a while, and said, "Xiao Luo, why not do this.

You will accompany me to an auction later. No matter what you like, I will take a photo and give it to you."

Yang Luo said: "Sister Wanqiu, you really don't have to be so polite.

I can accompany you to the auction, but if I like something, I will buy it myself, and you don’t have to spend money.”

"no!"

Su Wanqiu shook her head and said stubbornly: "I must buy it for you!"

"Oh well."

Yang Luo nodded helplessly.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!