My wife is squeamish

Chapter 397 An Zhi Cries In Scary 【Second Update】

There is a big river in the old city, and the buildings along the river are all designed according to the appearance of an ancient small town. They are antique, and they were built by ZF to attract tourists.

In a remote alley.

A girl's shrill screams could be heard one after another. Under the willow tree outside the alley, several nearby residents stopped and pointed inside.

Fortunately, this is not the first time this kind of thing has happened to them.

Basically, girls who come for acupuncture will make similar screams.

Therefore, old doctors usually stop receiving patients at noon and night, which is too disturbing for people to sleep clearly.

An Zhi looked at the thin silver needles, which were longer than her fingers, and her calves were shaking. When she turned around and wanted to run, Gong Zhan pressed her down on the small bed.

"Stop screaming, acupuncture won't hurt." Gong Zhan helplessly covered her mouth, her ears were almost deafened by her noise.

I have been afraid of needles for ten years.

An Zhi whimpered twice and shed two tears. Gong Zhan was so frightened that he quickly stopped and picked her up, and he could still feel her small body shaking.

He didn't expect it to be so serious, so he patted it lightly and coaxed, "Good boy, An Zhi, we won't do acupuncture anymore, little brother will take you back now, okay?"

"Ah."

Anzhi nodded.

"I'm afraid it won't work."

There was a thunderbolt on a sunny day, and An Zhi was stunned by the old doctor's words.

Doesn't this work without needles?
The white-haired old doctor pushed the reading glasses, "I just touched the bone in her neck, it's a bit serious, it's better to prick it, it can relieve the pain."

"I don't want to get a needle." An Zhi buried his face in Gong Zhan's arms, with tears in his eyes.

Gong Zhan had a headache. Just as he was about to speak, the old doctor held him down.

I just heard him say, "You are still a student, don't get needles, do you want to go to school with your neck crooked the day after tomorrow, and then let your classmates laugh at you?"

The old doctor is obviously very good at dealing with this kind of patients.

He pinched An Zhi's vitals in one go.

Girls, who don't want to be beautiful, go to school with their necks crooked.

She didn't even dare to think how her classmates would laugh at her then.

Maybe, the day after tomorrow, she will have a nickname, Crooked Neck Tree.

An Zhi thought, sniffled his nose, slowly let go of Gong Zhan's waist, sat up cross-legged, closed his eyes, and said with the determination of a strong man to sever his wrist, "Go ahead."

Gong Zhan silently gave him a thumbs up.

Ginger, sure enough, is still old and spicy.

An Zhi closed her eyes the whole time, thinking that it would be very painful, but when she actually pricked, she realized that she had misunderstood the silver needles.

It's like an ant bite, but it doesn't hurt.

After the piercing, I felt that my neck was not as painful as before. I twisted a few times, but there was only a little pain, which was much better than before.

"Little brother, my neck is healed." An Zhi turned to look at him happily.

"Well, thank you, old man." Gong Zhan rubbed her head, and finally there was a little smile on his face.

"Thank you, grandpa, you are amazing." An Zhi grinned and praised.

He was dying just now, so he almost kicked his face with his feet. Now that his neck is in good condition, he intimately calls him grandpa.

His little guy is getting thicker and thicker.

Gong Zhan thought.

He didn't say anything.

The old doctor looked at the well-behaved children and liked them all, "You don't have to thank me in such a hurry, you will come again tomorrow, and, young people, exercise more, don't always sit on chairs, If you don’t move, your body will easily go wrong.”

(End of this chapter)