"Master Cheng!" Bo Jingxing had never experienced such a long four hours. He walked quickly to Master Cheng, who had just woken up. He helped him up and asked softly with a serious expression, "How are you feeling?"
"Hm?"
The eyes of the old man who had just woken up were turbid. His eyes were not as bright as before, and they looked a little blurry.
However, after recovering, he blinked and rubbed his temples. It was obvious that he was feeling better.
Bo Jingxing saw him stretch and say to the girl in unconcealable joy, "Young lady, what method did you use? I haven't had a good sleep before. I slept so well this time! I haven't slept so well in the past ten years. It's really like a dream."
Chen Zhu:"..." So Master Cheng was actually asleep when he was unconscious earlier?
Qiao Nian had her hands in her pockets and looked quite wild. "Nothing much. I just pricked your acupuncture points. These acupuncture points have the effect of inducing sleep. How do you feel now?"
Her voice was quite faint and a little hoarse, but it was very pleasant to the ears.
"Does your head still hurt?"
Master Cheng subconsciously felt it. Then, he was surprised to discover that the back of his head, which usually hurt, was no longer as heavy as it used to be. He felt refreshed and unprecedentedly relaxed.
He couldn't hide the admiration in his eyes when he looked at Qiao Nian again. "It doesn't hurt at all. Young lady, you're not bad. I didn't expect you to be so good at medicine at such a young age."
Bo Jingxing didn't expect Qiao Nian's acupuncture to be so effective. He was stunned for a moment and felt his face turn hot when he thought of how he had almost lost his cool previously.
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