Chapter Twenty-Eight: Shyness

I don't know where Jun Zichen took out a cushion and handed it to An Ran, An Ran took the pillow, sat on the soft fur, lay on the soft pillow, and An Ran sighed: "Rich people are different, they just enjoy it!" ”

When Jun Zichen heard An Ran's emotion, he smiled dumbly, and said to An Ran: "Young Master An, can we start?" ”

An Ran nodded, looked at Jun Zichen, and said with a little seriousness: "I took the pulse just now, if what I expected is right, you are a seven-colored immortal poison." As the name suggests, if you are poisoned, even a god will die.

The pill I gave you just now can only suppress your cough and relieve your symptoms, and when I wait for me, I will use this Ice Spirit Divine Needle to acupuncture for you, pulling out the toxins in your body, because you have been poisoned for too long, the toxins have penetrated into the eight veins of the Qi Sutra, and you must have acupuncture many times...... Also, I have to cooperate with the medicated bath to help you completely remove the toxin.

I mean go back to the city, you find an inn to stay in, huh...... It takes at least a month, and it's easier to go back to the city, and it's easy to buy medicinal herbs or something. ”

When Jun Zichen heard that An Ran was sure of curing him, he happily agreed almost the moment An Ran finished speaking, isn't it just to go back to the city for a month, so what's the problem?!

An Ran nodded at this time, looked at Jun Zichen and smiled faintly: What an obedient patient, she likes it!

Well...... There is another question to ask...... "The pill I just gave you can ensure that you will no longer cough in these two days, but the cough will get worse after two days, do you want to start treating you now or start after returning to the city?" ”

Jun Zichen looked at An Ran and smiled playfully: "I thought you were already preparing to treat me when you came up just now." ”

An Ran twitched the corners of his mouth when Jun Zichen said, and then said to Jun Zichen a little angrily: "Take off your shirt, the naked kind!" ”

The corners of Jun Zichen's mouth rose slightly: It seems that the little girl is not teased. Or according to the words, the clothes on the upper body were removed, revealing a strong body.

An Ran looked at Jun Zichen's naked body with a slight blush, he didn't expect that a person who looked weak and couldn't help but have such a good figure! Broad shoulders and narrow hips, all the bones are wrapped in muscles, and there is no imaginary rib body, although there are no eight-pack abs in the abdomen, but there is no trace of fat, and the eyes continue to look down, it seems that you can see the figure wrapped in the clothes below!

"How? My figure is not bad......" Jun Zichen saw An Ran looking at his body so obsessively, with a touch of shyness on his face, and couldn't help but want to tease her.

An Ran woke up from the state of a nymphomaniac, listening to Jun Zichen's question, the blush on his face smeared even harder to the root of his neck, and An Ran couldn't help but spit on himself in his heart: Isn't it just half a naked man, I haven't seen it in my previous life, as for such a nymphomaniac.

Jun Zichen looked at An Ran's shy appearance, and the smile on his face was even worse, so he pretended to be a man, he couldn't help pinching An Ran's little face, and said to An Ran with a smile: "How is it?" Master Andadan, can you start? ”

An Ran angrily knocked off Jun Zichen's hand, glared at him, and said in an unkind tone: "Sit down, it may hurt a little, and you can endure it yourself." ”

After speaking, he took out four ice spirit divine needles, and his spiritual power urged the volcanic magma to flow towards the tip of the needle, and when the whole root was really warm like spring, An Ran took the needle and found the acupuncture point, and the needle rubbed the dead point, and when the four needles were inserted, A Ran's forehead was already oozing fine sweat.

And Jun Zichen was not so relaxed, although he had been prepared, he still felt a tearing pain from the time An Ran inserted the first needle, as if something was going to force it out of his body, and when An Ran's four needles were completely inserted, Jun Zichen's whole face was completely distorted, and the beads of sweat on his forehead fell down drop by drop.

An Ran did not stop, this time, An Ran took out a total of twenty-four needles, twelve of which were inserted around the three ecchymoses on the chest, and twelve were inserted into the three ecchymoses of the abdomen.

After inserting these needles, An Ran's face was already pale and she couldn't see a trace of blood, she reached out and wiped the sweat on her forehead, and her spiritual power slowly dispersed from her body again, she used her mental power to control these needles, making them shake all the time.

With the shaking of these needles, the painful expression on Jun Zichen's face became more and more obvious, and two purple-black ecchymoses the size of a palm reappeared on his body, as time passed, the color of these ecchymoses gradually deepened, and gradually bulged, Jun Zichen also became more and more painful, he felt that something in his body couldn't help but break out, and the lip that he bit was already oozing traces of blood.

When the ecchymosis was about four centimeters uplifted, An Ran instantly took out eight more needles and pricked them around the bulging black ecchymosis, and transmitted the sound to Xiao Ai on the side, asking her to take out two larger bottles.

Xiao Ai just took out two bottles, and the ecchymosis couldn't wait to break out, An Ran snatched the bottle from Xiao Ai's hand, and quickly covered the ecchymosis, and all the black things that sprayed out sprayed into the bottle.

An Ran breathed a sigh of relief, slowly withdrew his spiritual power, An Ran rubbed his somewhat dizzy head, and couldn't help sighing: I really overestimated myself, I didn't expect the toxins in his body to be so domineering, this spiritual power has been cultivated for several years, otherwise I would have fainted today.

An Ran sighed, resisted the urge to fall asleep, removed the needle on Jun Zichen's body, put it on the side of the cold jade box, and prepared to go back to clean and disinfect.

As soon as the needle was removed, Jun Zichen couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood, black, just like what was in the bottle.

After a long time, Jun Zichen opened his eyes, looked at An Ran, who was pale in front of him, his eyes flashed with a touch of distress, and he said softly to An Ran: "Thank you, I feel much better, that dull feeling can be alleviated a little, and my body is much lighter." ”

An Ran waved his hand at him and said to him, "It's okay, borrow your place and let me sleep first, and wake me up when I get to Star Lake City." After speaking, before Jun Zichen agreed, he lay down directly.

Xiao Ai saw that An Ran was lying down, knowing that her sister's mental power was too depleted and she had to rest well, she guarded An Ran, and kept looking at Jun Zichen vigilantly, but the child's temperament, but for more than half an hour, she also accompanied An Ran to lie in the carriage.

Jun Zichen looked at An Ran's unguarded sleeping face, and a trace of pity flashed in his eyes, he knew that this was the reason for the excessive loss of mental power. helped An Ran adjust her posture to make her sleep more comfortable, and then called the guards, changed the blood-stained fur, and instructed Uncle Li to drive the carriage back to the city.