"A girl's menstrual period is linked to many factors, and the mood and environment are very important, Miss Tang has never been to Kassel before, probably because the environment is in advance, this is not a big problem, but it will hurt for a long time."

"How?" Ning Yuan directly asked how to deal with it.

"The best thing to do is acupuncture." The doctor said and told the assistant to get a warm water bag for her to put on her stomach, and then he opened the needle box, and after lifting the quilt, he was about to lift Miss Tang's pajamas.

Ning Yuan quickly grabbed his hand, the force was extremely great, the doctor's face turned pale in pain, and he turned back in surprise: "Lord Ning Yuan? ”

Ning Yuan pursed his lips, his eyes gloomy: "Where is it?" ”

Doctor: "...... Several acupuncture points on the stomach, hands, feet, calves......"

"I'm coming!"

Tang Xiaochi laughed angrily, and hissed cold: "Will you?" ”

He is an Englishman, how can it be something Chinese?

"No," Ning Bing was very simple, and under Tang Xiaochi's puffing eyes, he calmly added: "You can learn." ”

The doctor wiped his sweat.

The doctor instructed someone to bring the puppet to learn acupuncture, pointed out the location of several acupoints, and explained the technique of pricking the needle, and also pricked a needle in the hand of Miss Tang to demonstrate him.

After three minutes of teaching, Ning Yuan took a slender needle and plunged it into her other hand without hesitation.

This person's ability to learn is simply against the sky, this needle is fast and accurate, and his skills are as skillful as a veteran who has practiced medicine for decades.

The doctor walked out with the others.

Ning Yuan had an upright reason to strip her clothes at this time, so naturally she would not be soft, and when she said that she would prick her stomach, he would tear her entire blouse.

Tang Xiaochi covered his chest with his hands, and if he didn't look at his expression, he would definitely jump up and beat him violently.

"It's not like I haven't seen it." Ning Yuan's face was expressionless, and the abstinence male god calmly lowered his eyes on her very full chest, stared at it for about three seconds, and then went all the way down, landing on the flat lower abdomen, holding a silver needle in his hand, and stabbing it obliquely.

Tang Xiaochi buried his face on the pillow, and that feeling of powerlessness came up again.

Ning Yuan stared at the back of her head for a while, and the hand that was about to tear her pajama pants went down, just lifting her trouser leg and pricking two stitches in her calf and two more in her foot.

"Are you feeling better?"

There was a low greeting voice around her, and according to her previous experience, Miss Tang shook her head very sensitively.

There has to be a process for everything, and it definitely doesn't work so quickly.

Ning Yuan sat down on the chair next to him, did nothing, and stared at her.

A trace of anxiety appeared in Tang Xiaochi's eyes, didn't he plan to leave?

She didn't hide the pulse of her heartbeat at this moment, she could think that she was shy, and she didn't believe that he could tell if she was nervous or anxious.

If you deliberately suppress it, you will appear to be weak-hearted.

Minutes and seconds passed.

Ning Yuan didn't have the slightest intention of moving.

Nor do they speak.

He sat on the edge of the bed, his eyes fixed on her.

"Don't look at it!" Tang Xiaochi suddenly turned around and glared at him embarrassedly.

A faint smile drifted through Ning Yuan's blue eyes: "Are you better?" ”

Tang Xiaochi pouted: "Am I delaying your time?" ”