Song Ruoan felt a chill run through her body in an instant.
She opened her eyes in surprise and saw He Yunce working hard, his brow covered in sweat.
Song Ruoan's mind went blank for a moment. She didn't know what He Yunce was trying to do.
Because she couldn't sense He Yunce's efforts at all...
But seeing his expectant eyes, Song Ruoan still closed her eyes tightly and made two random calls.
She silently counted to ten in her mind, and then called out twice more randomly.
But then, unexpectedly, He Yunze's voice rang in her ears, his breathless voice tinged with surprise: "Ruo'an, I'm done, are you still in so much pain?"
Song Ruoan opened her eyes in disbelief and stared at him blankly.
He Yunze simply held her tenderly. Looking at Song Ruoan's pale face, he felt a pang of guilt: "Was I too rough? Did I hurt you?"
Feeling He Yunce's embrace, Song Ruoan looked at him blankly, her voice even trembling slightly: "Husband...husband..."
He Yunze nodded: "Yes, don't be afraid, I'm here!"
Song Ruoan's eyes were vacant, and she whispered absentmindedly, "How about we do it again?"
He Yunze felt somewhat troubled upon hearing this.
But he didn't show it on his face. He just straightened the bedding while panting and said, "That's enough. Once is enough. I can bear it. I'm afraid you'll get hurt if I do it more."
Song Ruoan was startled. She opened her mouth, but couldn't utter a word.
She simply couldn't imagine that just a couple of times of pupa-like activity could have exhausted He Yunce to this extent.
At this moment, Song Ruoan's eyes were already slightly red, but feeling He Yunce's gentle gaze, she still forced a smile and said, "Actually, I'm also very tired. Then, husband... let's rest?"
He Yunze leaned down slightly and kissed Song Ruoan's forehead, then hugged her tightly and lay down on the bed.
He Yunze fell asleep quickly, and Song Ruoan could even hear him snoring because he was exhausted.
Hearing the loud snoring beside her, Song Ruoan felt a sense of disgust.
She broke free from He Yunce's embrace, turned around, turned her back to him, and hugged herself tightly with both hands.
Tears could no longer be held back and streamed down Song Ruoan's face. She could only feel endless exhaustion and a sense of falsehood.
The maid and mother weren't telling the truth at all! What pleasure... this was clearly a mess!
In this utter ecstasy, Song Ruoan felt no sweetness or love whatsoever; it was as if she were performing a one-woman show all by herself.
This is hatred!
They're just indulging in hatred!
As Song Ruoan stared at the candlelight burning silently in the darkness, she trembled all over, wide awake.
All that could be heard in the darkness was her murmuring to herself: "Chunlan, Xiahe, where are you?"
Is He Yunze's behavior really normal?
"Granny, please tell me... what should I do?"
She lay there pale all night, unable to sleep.
On the other side, Song Xizhi had just finished counting the third dowry that Zhao Qianlan had sent.
Now that things have blown up so much, and everyone is watching, Zhao Qianlan can no longer afford to tamper with her dowry.
So the room was filled with good stuff, strictly following the dowry list, and it was no less than Song Ruoan's original dowry.
In addition, Qing Tong also stole the cheap bedding and five boxes of cheap jewelry from Guanyunxuan under the cover of night.
After all, no matter what, even if her dowry was worthless, it shouldn't be given to Song Ruoan.
She received four dowries after getting married!
Song Xizhi looked at the four dowry items with a smile, which filled her storeroom.
Just as she finished bathing and changing, Granny Wu brought her the medicine box, herbs, and three sets of silver needles she wanted.
These were all ordered by her on short notice this afternoon.
The medicine chest and herbs were made from Song Ruoan's dowry money, while the three sets of silver needles were made from the extremely precious black iron in Song Ruoan's dowry.
With this black iron material, the silver needles' effectiveness is greatly enhanced.
She carefully examined the silver needles that had been delivered, nodded with great satisfaction, and then wrote out a prescription for Sanqi to decoct and feed to He Jingyan.
After He Jingyan finished drinking the medicine, Song Xizhi took the silver needles and went to the bed. Now that she had the right tools, she was finally able to treat He Jingyan.
He Jingyan was ambushed on the battlefield, fell off his horse and injured his brain. Due to the harsh conditions at the time, his treatment was delayed for a long time, which led to his current state of being a living dead.
Since there wasn't enough time for a thorough examination on their wedding night, Song Xizhi conducted a detailed examination of his brain, skin, pupils, and even his entire body today.
The examination results showed that if medication was used appropriately, acupuncture was performed daily, and strong stimulation was provided to make him react to the outside world, then the chances of He Jingyan waking up were still very high.
For some reason, He Jingyan from his previous life eventually died.
Song Xizhi pondered deeply, then opened the acupuncture kit and began acupuncture on He Jingyan's head.
Acupuncture on the head can stimulate his brain, allowing him to restore brain activity as quickly as possible and thus wake up sooner.
Afterwards, Song Xizhi removed He Jingyan's clothes and performed acupuncture on his muscles to ensure that they would not atrophy due to prolonged bed rest.
For martial artists, the arms and legs are the most important, and Song Xizhi was extremely meticulous in striking each part, leaving no area untouched.
The candlelight flickered, and Song Xizhi held her breath, unable to help but sigh.
He Jingyan's physique was simply amazing, with well-developed muscles that were just right. The crisscrossing scars on his body were his badges of honor, adding a touch of wildness and a hint of eroticism to his appearance.
It's completely different from that bland, unappealing body type.
Her breath sprayed onto He Jingyan's lower abdomen, and he could feel his lower abdomen rise and fall twice. When the silver needles were inserted, his lower abdomen would tighten.
First the biceps in my arms, then my abs, then the inner thigh muscles...
As Song Xizhi held the silver needle in one hand and focused intently on looking down, he couldn't help but shout out again:
"Hey! Don't think you're not a hooligan just because you can't speak properly!"
She swallowed hard, keeping in mind the phrase "a doctor's heart is benevolent," and ignored the rude big guy, continuing with the acupuncture.
But to everyone's surprise, drops of blood began to drip from his bulging thigh muscles.
Song Xizhi suddenly wiped his nose and discovered that it was blood flowing from his nose.
She covered her nose and looked up, only to see a woman lying face down. She felt her nosebleed getting worse.
Song Xizhi decisively removed the silver needles from He Jingyan's body, her small face righteous and indignant: "You provoked me first!"
"Gagaga...Here comes my beauty!"
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