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Chapter 382 Don't worry, I'll help you
Chapter 382 Don't worry, I'll help you
Huo Junyan watched as Nan Yu lowered her head to read a book, her snow-white neck particularly eye-catching under the dim light.
He stroked the chocolate wrapper in his palm, his dark gaze fixed on her, the sound of her turning the pages of a book ringing in his ears.
The rare quiet time gave him the illusion that he wanted to fall asleep in it.
After an unknown amount of time, Huo Junyan suddenly felt a dense, tingling pain in his thigh.
He paused for a second, then his gaze fell on his legs, which were covered with silver needles.
Is he conscious?
His legs seemed to answer him, and intense pain began to emanate from them.
It felt as if a million needles were piercing through his flesh and blood, reaching the bone and scraping it hard, causing him to break out in a sweat from the pain.
Huo Junyan pursed his thin lips, his brows furrowed tightly, and only the veins on the back of his clenched fists stood out, revealing the agonizing pain he was enduring.
Nan Yu, who had been engrossed in her book, quickly noticed his strange behavior and looked up from her reading.
She grabbed his fidgeting hand to prevent him from touching the silver needles.
"Now you must endure it and absolutely not touch those silver needles. I am using them to open up the meridians in your lower body so that your legs can gradually regain sensation."
"At this stage, there's no way to relieve your pain; you have to endure it yourself."
Upon hearing this, Huo Junyan clenched his fists even tighter, leaned his entire body against the pillow, and closed his eyes, trying to forget the pain.
But the excruciating pain was like a poisonous insect, gnawing at the flesh and blood, burrowing into the bones, and tearing at them relentlessly.
Within minutes, Huo Junyan was covered in cold sweat from the pain, and his vision began to blur.
Upon seeing this, Nan Yu immediately took out a handkerchief and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
"This pain will last for three hours. As long as you can endure it, the subsequent treatment will become easier and easier."
Huo Junyan's vision became increasingly blurry, but Nan Yu's voice remained exceptionally clear in his ears.
He closed his eyes, gritted his teeth, clenched his fists tightly, and endured the excruciating pain without uttering a single groan.
For three whole hours, Huo Junyan didn't utter a sound. Nan Yu stayed by his side the whole time, constantly wiping the sweat from his forehead.
"Patriarch Huo, are you feeling better now?"
Huo Junyan felt that the pain in his legs had lessened considerably, and it wasn't as uncomfortable as before. He slowly opened his eyes and met her worried expression.
He said hoarsely, "I'm fine."
Seeing this, Nan Yu breathed a slight sigh of relief and said with a light smile, "Patriarch Huo, of all the patients I have treated, you are the first patient who doesn't even groan in pain."
Huo Junyan opened his dark eyes, his emotions churning within them. "It's just a minor pain."
Nan Yu lowered her head and began to remove the needles. Ten minutes later, all the silver needles were removed.
She turned her head to look at Huo Junyan, "Do you still have the strength? I'll help you to take a medicinal bath."
Huo Junyan nodded slightly, "Yes."
After saying that, he braced himself on the bed with both hands, making a move to move himself into the wheelchair next to him.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he exerted force with his hands, his whole body fell outward, and he couldn't muster any strength at all.
Seeing this, Nan Yu quickly stepped forward and grabbed Huo Junyan's arm to prevent him from falling off the bed.
"Don't worry, I'll help you."
Huo Junyan steadied himself and turned his head to meet Nan Yu's serious eyes.
He was about to refuse, but Nan Yu didn't give him any chance.
"Now I am the doctor, and you are my patient. It is only natural for me to help you. You don't need to think about anything else."
After saying that, she opened her arms and hugged his arms to help him sit in the wheelchair.
"Come on, let's pull together."
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