Acupuncture and Moxibustion

Meng Qingge's face tightened as she closed her eyes. Her entire body was tense and could not help but tremble slightly.

However, Meng Qingge didn't notice all of this. She was just curious as to why she hadn't felt the sensation of the needle piercing into her skin.

"Miss Meng is still too nervous. This way, I won't be able to perform the acupuncture." Doctor Tan frowned as he looked at the tiny figure in the hot spring. He had no idea where to start.

Ji Wanzhou looked at Qingge, who was squatting beside the pond and stroking his hair.

Meng Qingge gradually relaxed. She opened her eyes and looked at Ji Wanzhou, confused and helpless.

Ji Wanzhou's heart softened, "What a difficult little guy."

He stretched out his hand to pinch Meng Qingge's sharp chin, pulling her close to him and deeply kissed her pink lips.