"Get out! Don't touch me!"
"It's not like I haven't touched him before. What's so pretentious about a grown man?"
"An Haitang!"
"Relax and let me be gentle. If you are so stubborn, don't blame me if it hurts!"
On the old-fashioned carved bed from the 1980s, the mosquito net was half down. An Haitang was sitting cross-legged next to Wen Wu, holding a few silver needles in her hands, laughing and angry. In order to make Wen Wu cooperate, she was so tired that her pretty face turned red and her face was smooth. His forehead was already covered with fine drops of sweat.
The man stared at her fiercely, holding the quilt tightly with his rough hands, stubbornly stalemate with her, even though he was lying there, it did not affect his bright eyes and heroic spirit.
An Haitang took a breath. This stubborn donkey seemed to have to be forced to use force.
She put away the silver needle first, and before the man could react, she had already straddled him and sat down, shouting: "You'd better not move around, or you may cause me to have a miscarriage!"
"Can you be more shameless?"
"I'll let you know in a minute, I'm doing this for your own good!" She pulled off her belt and started fighting with the man. After a while of entanglement, she finally tied his hands with a lot of effort. Living.
It could be seen that he was still soft-hearted and tabooed the child in her belly, otherwise she would not be able to tie him down at all.
He stared angrily, angry and hateful, as if he wanted to eat her alive.
An Haitang ignored him, got off him, knelt down beside him, and turned him over hard.
Outside, the mother-in-law and little nephew banged the door loudly, crying and shouting at her not to abuse Wenwu.
An Haitang shouted: "Stop beating him! I can't kill him!"
If it weren't for the fact that he was a flood-fighting hero, she wouldn't have had to go through such trouble and have to climb on top of him to treat him.
"Does it hurt here?" She touched Wenwu's spinal acupuncture points. His back was broad and strong, and because the paralysis had not lasted long, it did not affect his well-developed muscles.
He gritted his teeth but said nothing.
"I'm asking you, don't you want to stand up?" An Haitang shouted.
"Don't pretend to be a fool. What do you know?" He sneered.
An Haitang was too lazy to pay attention to him. He moved his fingers to the acupuncture point next to him and pressed it with force. Wenwu didn't pay attention and grimaced in pain.
An Haitang remembered the location of his pain and continued to move his fingers. While fighting floods, he not only injured his waist, but also had many scars on his body. There were two shocking scars on his strong back and chest.
After helping him lie down, she sat on the edge of the bed, pinched his toes and pinched him with her nails.
"Do you feel it?" she asked.
He stared at her, his eyes as sharp as daggers, his thick eyebrows furrowed, but he remained stubborn and silent.
An Haitang had a headache, so he put down his feet and went up his legs to explore the acupuncture points.
"What are you doing?" Wen Wu yelled.
An Haitang rolled her eyes at him: What can we do? Can we still crawl up there with a big belly and kill you? Besides, you can’t do it now!
This idiot was tricked into sleeping with the original owner only once. After being forced to get married, he hated the original owner and kept living apart. However, the original owner was pregnant that time.
She was still worried when she thought about her big belly. She was single in her previous life, so she didn't eat any meat and experienced nothing, but she was pregnant with a baby first.
She took out a few more silver needles from the lining pocket of her belt. Strangely enough, she brought nothing with her, only this ancestral belt that she had carried with her for many years.
These silver needles should not be underestimated. As the 68th generation direct disciple of Yili acupuncture of the An family, these needles are to be competed with the King of Hell, commonly known as ghosts seeing sorrow.
She pricked Wenwu's toe, and Wenwu bared his teeth and said "Ah." An Haitang smiled, as long as he was conscious, in his condition, she could get him to the ground in three days.
"Stop pretending, I don't know what your plans are!" Wen Wu said coldly.
An Haitang stopped, raised his head and asked, "What's your idea?"
"Give me a few random injections, and then take the credit from Xiao Cha, claiming that you cured it, and then collude with your brother to extort money!"
"ha--"
Steal An Xiaocha's credit?
An Haitang laughed angrily at him. She, An Haitang, wanted to take the credit for his first love, An Xiaocha? What a joke!
