Chapter 179  . Playing Along With You

Zhuang Xian looked at the pair of legs with rapt attention. She was also thinking about the case that she had seen before.

She stretched out her hand and pressed the muscles of Mo Qian’s calf with a strange technique. As she pressed, she asked, “Do you feel anything when I press on your leg muscles like this? Do you feel any numbness? Does it hurt?”

Mo Qian was still slightly uncomfortable when Zhuang Xian placed her hand on his leg. This feeling was like a wound that had been covered for many years was suddenly exposed in front of others.

And this person just had to be his most beloved woman. This kind of honesty requires courage, and it should be difficult for people without a solid heart to do it.

Zhuang Xian’s palm was warm, and her tone of voice seemed caring.

Mo Qian chuckled as he looked at her and replied gently, “There’s no soreness or pain. I feel a little bit of body temperature.

Hearing this, Zhuang Xian’s brows furrowed slightly as if she had encountered a complex problem.

The last time she gave Mo Qian a massage in her father’s office, she didn’t have the time to look at Mo Qian’s injured leg. Now that she had seen it, she felt Mo Qian’s problem was much more complicated than expected.

She glanced at Mo Qian; her furrowed brows showed a rare seriousness. “Can you accept me using silver needles on you? The normal reaction and reflex of your calf muscles have not reached the level of a normal person. I need to understand more about it to see if it’s a problem with your motor nerve!”

Mo Qian looked at her serious expression and found it very cute. He replied gently, “You can do whatever you want; I’ll cooperate.”

When a doctor diagnosed a patient, he loved the kind of patient who took the initiative to cooperate.

Zhuang Xian nodded slightly and took a silver needle pouch from her bag. She took out one needle and carefully inserted it into an acupuncture point on Mo Qian’s ankle.

Mo Qian looked at Zhuang Xian’s well-equipped equipment and knew that she had come prepared, so he did not interrupt her.

Since Zhuang Xian wanted to hide it from him, he could only cooperate with her. After all, she was someone he liked, so it didn’t matter if he pampered her a little more!

As Zhuang Xian slowly inserted the silver needle into the acupuncture point, Mo Qian gradually felt his feet ache. He frowned and said to Zhuang Xian in discomfort, “It’s a little sore and swollen.”

Upon hearing this, Zhuang Xian released her hand and massaged the acupuncture points she had inserted.

Mo Qian noticed that Zhuang Xian was very focused and serious when she did her work. Her expression moved Mo Qian’s heart.

Three minutes later, Mo Qian’s forehead began to sweat, but his lips were redder than before.

Zhuang Xian retracted her hand and sat back in her seat, frowning as she thought about something.

She reached out to take the wet tissue Mo Xi handed over and carefully wiped her fingers.

Mo Qian saw that she was silent, and he had a bad feeling in his heart. He exhaled slightly and pretended to calm down as he asked, “How is it? Is the situation worse? Can it be cured?”

Zhuang Xian threw the used tissue on the table and raised her head to look at Mo Qian. Similarly, she saw the slight frustration in his eyes. Zhuang Xian raised her brows slightly and said with some dissatisfaction, “You don’t trust me that much? I’m ...”

“What?” Mo Qian asked doubtfully.

Zhuang Xian was speechless.

“Argh! I mean, don’t you trust the people of Saint Valley Medicine? They’re the best people in the world who can treat rare diseases. If they can’t do anything, there’s no way to cure your injury!” Zhuang Xian was stunned for a moment before quickly regaining her senses and adding.

She looked at Mo Qian’s slightly smiling eyes and was somewhat unconvinced. Could Mo Qian have already seen through something? She was only talking; he probably wouldn’t think in that direction, right?

Zhuang Xian held on to a sliver of hope. She did not know that her expression of trying to find a way to make things up was no longer of any use in explaining herself in Mo Qian’s eyes.

Zhuang Xian could very well be medicine master Qing Yi!

As Mo Qian thought of this, he looked at her with a smile and said pleasantly, “Oh, so that’s what it means! I thought ...”