Small peasant girl

Chapter 227 The Heart of Compassion
Fan Jiqing, she met once.

That temperament is superior, handsome, well-dressed.

At first glance, he is a wealthy household, or a wealthy household who has read books.

But even rich households, why did they move here?Liu Shi was very puzzled.

Not only Mrs. Liu was puzzled, but everyone sitting in the yard was puzzled except Zhao Ziqi.

As for why Zhao Ziqi didn't understand, because he didn't care about these things at all.

After dinner, Su Jinxia personally took over the work of washing the pots and dishes.

After washing the dishes, she started to decoct the medicine.

During the decoction, Mrs. Liu came to ask.

Su Jinxia said it was for Zhao Ziqi's treatment, but Liu didn't say anything more.

In the middle of the night, the Liu family and the others were sound asleep, while Su Jinxia woke up.

He walked out the door in the dark, and then went to the utility room.

Zhao Ziqi cooperated with the acupuncture this time, he took off his clothes beforehand without any instructions.

In fact, Su Jinxia could see his body through the weak light.

After seeing it, I looked at the six-pack abdominal muscles, and then thought of the smooth skin that I touched intentionally or unintentionally during the previous two needle injections.

Su Jinxia only felt that her blood was boiling.

This guy's skin and figure are too good.

Su Jinxia was very envious and jealous.

As a doctor, healing is the first priority.

So no matter how good the spring is, she still reacted quickly.

"This time the needle will be very painful. If you can't bear it, just tell me."

This time, only ten needles are needed.

But these ten needles are all in important parts, and the pain will be unbearable.

So before getting the needle, Su Jinxia tried to knock Zhao Ziqi unconscious with a stick.

But thinking of Zhao Ziqi's temperament, Su Jinxia still killed this idea in the cradle.

Hearing Su Jinxia say this, Zhao Ziqi just glanced at her lightly.

Then nodded.

Not a word was said.

However, Su Jinxia still understood what he meant.

Signaling him to lie down, Su Jinxia lifted the needle and inserted the first needle in the atrium.

After the first needle was done, Su Jinxia kept her hands on, and the next nine needles were inserted at a time.

How unlucky!

After getting the needles done, within half a cup of tea, Zhao Ziqi's body was sweating like a torrential rain.

Gritting her teeth, Su Jinxia wiped his sweat while observing his situation.

"Be patient, it only takes two quarters of an hour."

Seeing that Zhao Ziqi was suffering, he wanted to scream but dared not scream.

As a doctor, although he is used to seeing life and death, seeing Zhao Ziqi like this, Su Jinxia can't help feeling compassionate.

Softly comforting Zhao Ziqi, Su Jinxia wondered if he could relieve him.

But after thinking about it for a long time, Su Jinxia couldn't help it, so she stretched out her hands to press the acupuncture points on her body to relieve the pain.

This is all she can do, for the rest, Zhao Ziqi has to persevere.

Two quarters of an hour says whether it is fast or not, and neither is it slow.

Anyway, after more than two quarters of an hour, Zhao Ziqi passed out from the pain.

And Su Jinxia was sweating from the heat.

He wiped Zhao Ziqi's body with a towel, and covered him with a quilt.

Only then did Su Jinxia leave lightly.

Early the next morning, it was cloudy and rainy.

Such weather is rare in such a hot summer.

The rain does not affect people's travel.

It does not affect the labor of starch workshop workers.

The stone mill has been put in place, and the straw shed has been built.

The people recruited by the village head are also in place.

The village chief has managed Sujia Village for several years, so he doesn't know much about every person and household in the village, but he has a good eye for people.

Su Jinxia was very satisfied with the 24 people selected.

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(End of this chapter)