Su Wanyan tapped the table twice with her index finger: "Bring it here and put it down."
Xu Si glanced at Yu Nanqing cautiously, then slowly stepped forward, placed the box in his hand on the table, and immediately stepped back: "Then... if Your Highness has nothing else, this servant will take his leave."
Has Chi En returned?
"Not...not yet."
Su Wanyan glanced at the sky: "What time is it now?"
"It's already past 5 PM, Your Majesty."
"Go and bring me dinner."
"Yes, Your Majesty, I'll go right away." Xu Si replied and hurriedly retreated.
I don't know if Su Chien is alright. I've only known him for a short time, so Emperor Yuanhe probably wouldn't think of making an example of him.
While thinking about it, I turned the box around and opened it.
A smile involuntarily crept onto his lips. There was a set of silver needles neatly arranged, from left to right, from shortest to longest.
To be fair, Xu Si is quite capable.
Su Wanyan got up, went to the candlestick, lit a candle, and fixed it to the table.
Then he turned around and placed a quilt under Yu Nanqing: "Come on, lie down."
Yu Nanqing's back wound hasn't healed yet, so she can't keep it pressed down for long periods. Therefore, Yu Nanqing can only lie on either side of her back most of the time.
Yu Nanqing didn't know what she wanted to do, but she didn't refute it. She used some strength in her hands and lay down on her back in coordination with her strength.
Su Wanyan was petite, and she needed to borrow strength to move Yu Nanqing. Each time she borrowed strength, their bodies had to be close together. Yu Nanqing didn't know what that feeling was, but it was a tingling sensation that welled up from the bottom of his heart, which he both rejected and craved.
"How are you? Are you feeling unwell? Does your wound hurt?" Su Wanyan asked.
With just a little effort, Yu Nanqing's forehead was already soaked with sweat, and his face began to turn pale. He pursed his lips and remained silent.
Seeing this, Su Wanyan ignored it and said, "If it hurts, just bear with it. It won't take long."
Su Wanyan reached out and unbuttoned his undergarments, from top to bottom. Just as she was about to pull down his pants, Yu Nanqing finally couldn't help but grab her hand: "What do you want to do?"
"What are you doing? It's not like I haven't seen it before." Su Wanyan brushed his hand away.
Yu Nanqing's breathing became slightly rapid, and the hand that had just been brushed away was grabbed again: "Didn't I say that I would handle this myself?"
Aside from the first time she cleaned Yu Nanqing's body, he wiped his lower body himself on the subsequent occasions. After he finished cleaning, she would lift up his trouser legs and clean his lower body.
But, even though that's what they say...
"So what if you wipe yourself? Why don't you dress yourself when you're getting dressed? I'm the one who dresses you, so why are you being shy now? And I even help you with your poop and pee..."
"Cough...cough cough cough..." Yu Nanqing felt a rush of blood to his head and coughed violently.
"Oh dear, oh dear, I won't say anymore, calm down, calm down!" Su Wanyan quickly helped him soothe his chest.
Yu Nanqing's ears were already bright red, and the little hand felt like fire, making his whole body feel hot. He grabbed the little hand that was messing around on his chest again: "That's enough."
His voice was gentle and restrained, but there was no anger in it.
"Enough is enough." Su Wanyan withdrew her small hand and glared at him: "Didn't you agree to let me treat your illness? It's too late to back out now."
After saying that, she reached out to take off his pants.
Yu Nanqing's breath hitched slightly, and he reached out to stop her, but Su Wanyan slapped his hand away: "Come on, you always act all coy at times like this. I don't mind, so why should you?"
"……etc!"
Before he could even pull down his pants, Yu Nanqing frowned, rubbed his temples helplessly, and almost pleaded, "...Wait, just...a moment will do."
No, absolutely not...
Su Wanyan narrowed her eyes as she looked at his expression, wondering what he was up to.
Seeing that he no longer resisted, Su Wanyan did not make things difficult for him: "Alright, then I'll help you calm down first. When I'm about to take off your pants, you're not allowed to resist anymore, okay? My time is very precious."
"..."
Su Wanyan pulled a long needle from the box, sterilized it over a candle flame, and deftly inserted it into an acupoint on his chest.
After inserting one needle, he picked up another, disinfected it again, and without hesitation, inserted it into the second acupoint near the heart.
He didn't hesitate at all during the entire acupuncture process; his hand was incredibly steady.
Following the second and third needles, the doctor, like a seasoned practitioner, inserted the needles accurately, ruthlessly, and quickly. More importantly, after a few needles, Yu Nanqing's breathing became much smoother in an instant.
Yu Nanqing couldn't help but frown, her eyes shifting from disbelief and doubt to shock and confusion.
"How are you? Aren't you much better?" Su Wanyan looked at him with a smile, just like a little girl waiting for an adult to praise her.
Yu Nanqing's brow twitched, and she turned her head away.
"Tch." Su Wanyan curled her lip upon seeing this: "So cold."
After calming her mind, Su Wanyan inserted a few needles into nearby acupoints to unblock the flow of qi and blood. Yu Nanqing had been bedridden for too long, and his internal organs had begun to deteriorate.
She not only had to use acupuncture to stimulate his internal organs, but also use silver needles to help him dredge his qi and blood, so that the qi and blood in his body could circulate throughout his body.
The most important part of this is the lower body.
His legs have been paralyzed for three years, and the treatment process and time will definitely take longer than his body's.
She lifted her wide sleeves and reached out to pull down his pants.
This time, Yu Nanqing obediently did not resist, but simply closed her long eyes and pretended to be asleep.
Su Wanyan didn't care about his expression. His injury had been dragging on for a long time, so every bit of time she could buy was precious.
Without hesitation, she took a silver needle, disinfected it, and inserted it into the acupoint between his thighs.
With each needle insertion, Su Wanyan felt her thoughts become clearer. She could almost instantly grasp the purpose of each needle and where the next needle should be inserted.
As if his body had a memory, in just a short while, Yu Nanqing's legs were covered with dense silver needles, not even sparing the acupoints on the soles of his feet.
Even with the system's support, her physical strength was being genuinely depleted. By the time the acupuncture was finished, Su Wanyan's forehead was covered in a thick layer of sweat, and her neck was also a little sore.
She rubbed her neck and stretched it out: "Ouch, I'm a little tired."
Yu Nanqing's eyes flickered slightly, and he opened them a crack. He saw that Su Wanyan's cheeks were flushed from sweat, making her look charming and adorable.
Her blood and qi began to surge slightly again. Yu Nanqing clenched her fists, quickly turned her eyes away, and faced the headboard to clear her mind of all distractions.
"Let's start with 15 minutes today. You can't go any longer; your body won't be able to handle it."
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