Today, Mu Feiyan unfortunately fell into the hands of Wu Xiaoyu, and naturally she had to pay some price for her previous unruly attitude.

"Is there a silver needle at home?" Wu Xiaoyu asked Jiang Yun.

Silver needles? How can ordinary people have silver needles at home? When Jiang Yun heard this, he only shook it slightly, and hurriedly asked Mu Zhuangfei to call someone to buy silver needles.

Although this silver needle is not common in ordinary people's homes, it is more or less in Chinese medicine clinics.

Mu Zhuangfei instructed Jing Weiren to go to the surrounding Chinese medicine clinics to buy silver needles, and after more than ten minutes, he heard the doorbell ring.

Jiang Yunxing hurriedly ran to the door, opened the door, took a pack of silver needles from the hands of Jing Wei, returned to Wu Xiaoyu, and said, "This is the silver needle you want, I'm sorry for you!"

Wu Xiaoyu took the silver needle, smiled weirdly, then opened the bag, took out a silver needle, and said to Mu Feiyan: "I'm going to give you an injection, it may hurt a little, you bear with it a little!"

Mu Feiyan was born in Jiangmen, although she is a woman, she will not be afraid of such a little pain.

"Come on—" Mu Feiyan replied nonchalantly.

Wu Xiaoyu raised her eyes and looked at Mu Zhuangfei and his wife, and began to help Mu Feiyan with needles, the human brain has countless neurons.

But from the outside, it is impossible to judge exactly where her nervous breakdown is, so it is necessary to cast a wide net.

The so-called wide net is to put a few more stitches in her head to try to take care of all the major nerves.

Wu Xiaoyu didn't even get six stitches like this, but Mu Feiyan didn't cry out in pain, and he didn't even react a little bigger.

This made Wu Xiaoyu feel a little disappointed, eldest sister, can't you give some reactions, let me be happy?

Li Qianqian saw that Wu Xiaoyu still wanted to continue to prick Mu Feiyan's needle, and she felt a little unbearable, and asked, "Wu ...... Wu Xiaoyu, how many more needles do you need to get here?"

Her question happened to be asked in the hearts of Mu Zhuangfei and his wife, and the two hurriedly turned their heads to look at Wu Xiaoyu to see how he answered.

Wu Xiaoyu replied nonchalantly: "I have to get another twenty needles, right?"

Two...... Twenty or so stitches? When the three of them heard this, they couldn't help but be dumbfounded, if they pricked another twenty or so stitches, her head would be full of them?

Mu Feiyan heard him say that he would have more than 20 more stitches, but he said bluntly: "Wu Xiaoyu, you're not deliberately retaliating, right?"

"Revenge, revenge, what? Why can't I understand it?" Wu Xiaoyu asked innocently while twisting the silver needle.

Mu Feiyan saw that his parents were also in front of him, so he naturally couldn't tell him about the Chishen fruit body last night, so he said angrily: "Take revenge on me for despising you!"

Hmph, your eldest lady will also review, do you know that your dog's eyes are low?

"It turns out that you despised me before? No wonder when I treated Li Qianqian's foot injury, you refused to live or die, so you had to let a rogue help Li Qianqian treat!" Wu Xiaoyu pretended to suddenly realize.

Mu Zhuangfei heard that Li Qianqian's foot had been injured, and he couldn't help but be concerned: "Qianqian, what's wrong with your foot?

Li Qianqian didn't know why Wu Xiaoyu was bringing up the old things again, so she had to repeat the events of that day to her uncle one by one.

When Mu Zhuangfei heard that a busy doctor wanted to trivialize his daughter and niece, he couldn't help but be furious, and hurriedly took out his mobile phone and greeted the people below.

Wu Xiaoyu, who was pricking Mu Feiyan with a needle, saw that Mu Zhuangfei was so angry, so he felt that he had changed the topic like this, which seemed to be a bit too much.

The busy doctor who had just been beaten up by the evil guy was afraid that he would suffer another catastrophe!

Jiang Yun couldn't help but be embarrassed when she saw her daughter admit to looking down on Wu Xiaoyu, how could this child be so sincere?

Do you admit that you look down on others in front of them? How do you make me a mother, how do you face others, especially ...... Especially for this Wu Xiaoyu, I have other requirements!

"Xiaofei, you are too self-righteous, you have to reflect on yourself!" Jiang Yun saw that Mu Feiyan was curing his illness, and it was not easy to say something too much.

After a short time, Wu Xiaoyu had already used up the silver needles in his hand, and Mu Feiyan's head was densely covered with silver needles, like a hedgehog.

Although Li Qianqian felt very sorry for her cousin's illness and that she had suffered so many needles, she still couldn't help laughing when she saw her head full of silver needles: "Cousin, you look like a hedgehog!"

The hedgehog? Mu Feiyan just wanted to teach Li Qianqian a lesson, but he sensed a heavy feeling in his head, so he had to write down this 'hatred' for the time being.

Jiang Yun felt sorry for her daughter, lest she couldn't stand it, and when she saw that Wu Xiaoyu had just finished getting the needle, she asked eagerly, "Is this ...... How long is it going to take?"

Jiang Yun saw that his daughter's head was full of silver needles, like a hedgehog, he was overwhelmed with worries, and urged Wu Xiaoyu vigorously.

But using silver needles to stimulate the nerves in the brain and restore them to normal is something that can be done in a moment?

"At least it takes half an hour! With her current situation, once a week, for half a month, she will almost be cured!" Wu Xiaoyuyun said lightly.

However, to Mu Feiyan's ears, it sounded like a mockery and teasing, once a week, wouldn't he have to let it take care of it?

He didn't want to take revenge on himself and deliberately prolong the time of treatment, right?

Before Jiang Yun could speak, Mu Feiyan puffed up and said, "Aren't you known as a miracle doctor? Isn't it said that this night wandering syndrome is a small problem that comes from being caught by hand?

"Xiaofei, how can you speak? This illness comes like a mountain, and the illness goes like a thread, where can it be so fast! Apologize to Xiaoyu quickly!" Jiang Yun scolded.

Her actions anyway made Mu Feiyan even more resentful in her heart, what was wrong? Why did everyone have to help Wu Xiaoyu speak?

Isn't her mother also quite disgusted with Wu Xiaoyu? Why is she reprimanding herself now?

Li Qianqian knew that her cousin had a lot of resentment towards Wu Xiaoyu because of what happened last night, and she was afraid that she would not cooperate well with the treatment, so she comforted:

"Sister, what's so terrible about this needle? I see that you have so many needles on your head, isn't it okay! If you just prick it a few more times, what's the big deal?"

What's the big deal? You dead girl! Then why don't you let Wu Xiaoyu give you a silver needle full of heads?

Mu Feiyan realized that the whole family had already stood on the same front with Wu Xiaoyu, so he had to keep his mouth shut and bear it silently!

Fortunately, thirty minutes is not too long, and after boiling it up, Mu Feiyan closed his eyes slightly and began to count in his heart.

Li Qianqian also took out her mobile phone, sat aside, and helped her watch the time, and as soon as thirty minutes passed, Li Qianqian shouted: "Wu Xiaoyu, it's time!"

Wu Xiaoyu walked over unfinished and began to help Mu Feiyan pull out the silver needle on his head, every time he pulled out a silver needle, Mu Feiyan faintly felt that something was wandering in his head.

When all these dozens of silver needles were pulled out, Mu Feiyan actually felt an unprecedented clarity, and he only felt that his whole body was light and fluttering, as if he had escaped gravity.

Mu Feiyan stood up, walked a few steps, and felt even more comfortable, as if he had just been in a sauna.

Jiang Yun observed her daughter for a while, turned around again, and asked Wu Xiaoyu, "Just prick the needle, do you need to prescribe a few Chinese medicines?"

(End of chapter)