Soon after Sandao finished making a record at the police station, Wang Xiaoli came. She glanced at Sandao with a cold anger on her face, and then laughed and talked to a policeman for a while and led Sandao out of the police station.

When leaving the police station, Wang Xiaoli tepidly said to Sandao: "I heard that you hit six times!"

Sandao didn't make a sound when he heard this, but just snorted twice without smiling.

Seeing this, Wang Xiaoli spoke again, and said with a light smile: "Six, six, six~ I'm afraid that my Internet café will be covered by you in the future!"

Sandao didn't know whether Wang Xiaoli was joking or sarcastic, but what was certain was that Wang Xiaoli still cared a little about him, the network administrator, otherwise Sandao would undoubtedly have to spend the night in this police station today.

Wang Xiaoli let Sandao get into her car and said that she would send him back to the Internet café. After all, it is still a little way from the Shuntong Internet Cafe, and as the boss of the staff, Wang Xiaoli obviously has the obligation to take care of and sympathize with her subordinates.

Her car is a white SUV with plenty of space and comfort. The only thing that made Sandao feel a little embarrassed was that as soon as he got into the car, silence swept over at once.

Sandao didn't know what to say, and he didn't want to ask Wang Xiaoli if she had taken the medicine he prescribed. After all, Wang Xiaoli's stubborn illness belongs to a kind of physiological privacy.

Wang Xiaoli didn't say anything more along the way, she turned on the car stereo, and then sighed thoughtfully in the brisk rhythm.

After about five or six minutes of driving, a touch of nervousness suddenly appeared on Wang Xiaoli's face. Immediately, her expression began to grow more tense and panicked.

Sandao was closing his eyes at that time, and he didn't notice Wang Xiaoli's abnormality at all, until Wang Xiaoli slowly parked the car on the side of the road, and Sandao slowly opened his eyes.

He originally thought that the Internet café had arrived, but when he looked up, he found that it was not an Internet café at all. It was just an ordinary street, with dim street lights and sparse moonlight, and no one around.

When the moon was dark and the wind was high, and there was no one around, Sandao unconsciously appeared a strange picture in his mind.

"What's wrong?" he couldn't help asking, and when he turned his head to look at Wang Xiaoli, he found that this woman's face was suddenly extremely pale.

She seemed to be twitching, the corners of her mouth trembling, her breathing was short, and her eyes were empty.

"Stubborn illness at this time?" This was the first thing that came to Sandao's mind, and apparently he guessed correctly.

Wang Xiaoli's stubborn illness has indeed been committed, or to be precise, her stubborn illness has not passed in this month.

Wang Xiaoli has not experienced this kind of emergency, but the difference is that she was alone every time in the past. And this time, there is an extra man by her side.

"Damn!" she muttered as if in extreme anger, and then glanced slightly at Sandao, who was sitting on one side.

At this moment, Sandao looked a little embarrassed, he groaned and didn't know how to speak, and he didn't dare to ask casually. It wasn't until he breathed a few breaths that he said tremblingly, "You didn't take the medicine I gave you!"

When Wang Xiaoli heard this, she frowned and glared at Sandao, "Who the knows that you have to take that medicine every day~" She said breathlessly: "Wan, what if ~ eat the dead!"

"Uh~" Sandao was silent for a while, and then suddenly felt overwhelmed.

Oh no~ He actually knew that he should do something now, but he wasn't sure if Wang Xiaoli would allow him to do so, so he could only choose to be silent for a while.

At this time, Wang Xiaoli was already in severe pain and sweating profusely. Her face was extremely pale, and her whole body was convulsing, as if she was receiving a high-voltage electric shock.

It seemed heart-wrenching, after all, she was just a helpless woman.

In a blink of an eye, Wang Xiaoli's clothes were soaked with sweat. Sandao can be sure that this woman is on the verge of fainting or shock. He saw that Wang Xiaoli hurriedly took out a small medicine bottle from her bag just now, and then poured some into her mouth, but this medicine could obviously only relieve the pain.

Even, it doesn't work at all.

This kind of unimaginable pain has tormented this woman for many years, making her suffer a lot. This kind of congenital stubborn disease is also like the innate spirit body, which can be described as one in a thousand. But I was met by such a woman.

Sandao watched a large amount of sweat continue to seep out of Wang Xiaoli's body, he heard the friction sound of Wang Xiaoli's gritted teeth, and he watched Wang Xiaoli's hands claw to tear the car seat.

"Ah~"

With a roar of grief, the woman began to go limp as if she had collapsed, and then trembled violently.

It's like being vulnerable to death.

Sandao finally couldn't stand it anymore at this time. Or maybe it's his self-professed kindness and justice that makes him unable to sit idly by.

But it's a pity that he actually forgot Jinghong in his backpack in the Internet café this time.

After a moment of silence, the three knives finally turned into needles with two fingers and slowly stretched out to Wang Xiaoli's abdomen.

"You~You~" When she noticed Sandao's move, Wang Xiaoli, who was already in pain and had spasms all over her body, suddenly reached out and stroked Sandao's two fingers, "What are you going to do!"

"Help you stop the pain!" said Sandao with pity on his face: "Your pain, if I am not wrong, it will take ten minutes to stop at the earliest." It's not long, but maybe you're in shock!"

"I~I~" Wang Xiaoli seemed to want to say something more, but she was extremely weak and couldn't speak.

Seeing that he slowly let go of his fingers, Sandao glanced at Wang Xiaoli again, because he wasn't sure if Wang Xiaoli had released it herself, or if she had no strength to stop it.

From Wang Xiaoli's pale face, Sandao seemed to see Wang Xiaoli's acquiescence. So, he stretched his fingers to Wang Xiaoli's abdomen again.

Sandao's fingers finally stopped on Wang Xiaoli's lower abdomen. Because there are no golden needles, fingers cannot pierce the acupuncture points, so the three knives can only take a simple and crude way to stimulate the acupuncture points with force.

After his fingers reached the acupuncture point, he suddenly exerted force, like the tip of a sword piercing into the flesh and skin, and pushed into Wang Xiaoli's lower abdomen.

"Hmm~" Suddenly, a muffled snort couldn't help but come out of Wang Xiaoli's mouth. Immediately after, Sandao heard the muffled snort that suddenly turned into a coquettish gasp, "Ah~"

Seeing this, the three knives began to intermittently exert force against the acupuncture points here, one top and one shrink, one top and one shrink, and so on.

And with the action of the three knives, Wang Xiaoli's wheezing began to become extremely frequent.

"Ah~mm~ah~hmm~" She unconsciously screamed as if she couldn't help it, following the rhythm of the three knives, exhaling and breathing, gasping and humming.

At this moment, in this situation, Sandao was suddenly shocked. Suddenly, he was red-faced, red-eared, and hot. With Wang Xiaoli's gasping sound, Sandao's breathing began to become more and more rapid.

His gaze had changed from solemn to greedy at some point, accompanied by the ups and downs of the Adam's apple, and the three knives kept swallowing saliva, with a panicked face.

After a few breaths, Wang Xiaoli no longer looked in severe pain, and she even seemed to be immersed in the comfort brought to her by the three knives.

At this point, the three knives began to slowly move their fingers downward. He didn't want to eat Wang Xiaoli's tofu and take advantage of him. He just needed to let his fingers go to another acupuncture point and treat her as he had done before.

Wang Xiaoli's breathing slowly stabilized at this time, and the originally quick coquettish anger now turned into a moan. That made Sandao's blood swell, making him feel like a male dog in estrus, eager to bite Wang Xiaoli.

And with the sliding of the three fingers, Wang Xiaoli's moaning began to become gradually rapid again. She was sweating profusely again, but it was clearly not because of the pain.

Suddenly, just as Sandao's fingers were still sticking to Wang Xiaoli's flesh and slowly moving down, Wang Xiaoli suddenly reached out and grabbed Sandao's fingers.

She may have noticed that Sandao's fingers were slowly moving towards her intimate parts with an itchy touch.

She actually has something to look forward to this.

But at the same time, she couldn't help but feel shy.

She wanted to struggle, but she didn't want to resist. In such a contradictory entanglement, she finally chose to protect her own discipline. Of course, maybe it's just that she's thinking too much, and the three knives don't have any intention of violating her. But she had to make sure nothing went wrong, so she chose to pause.

This made her feel a little regretful, after all, this process made her enjoy it extremely much.

The fingers were blocked, and the three knives couldn't help but glance at Wang Xiaoli. He found that Wang Xiaoli slowly opened her eyes at this time, and then he heard her say weakly: "Okay, I'm much better!"