Chapter 625: Needle Treatnt for Mrs. Ye Sr.
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Rong Qi studied Mrs. Ye Sr. with a serious expression. “I believe you’re suffering from a psychiatric disorder. It’s quite severe and requires needle treatnt.”
Mrs. Ye Sr. furrowed her brow. “What kind of illness is this exactly?”
Rong Qi explained, “It’s a ntal disorder stemming from a congenital tissue issue. In extre cases, it can lead to epilepsy, paralysis, even life-threatening cerebral complications.”
Mrs. Ye Sr. struggled to grasp the complex dical jargon.
Despite her confusion, she sensed Rong Qi’s sincerity, which eased so of her skepticism.
“If you’re certain of my condition, then you should co over daily to treat ,” Mrs. Ye Sr. said, feigning frailty. “The other doctors won’t even realize I’m suffering from this disease.”
“Alright,” Rong Qi agreed.
After leaving the living room, Ye Nanshen removed his mask and asked, “What exactly did you give her?”
“Simply a new ‘biochemical weapon’ I’ve been working on, intended for others. But she was insistent on trying it herself.”
Ye Nanshen raised an eyebrow. “Was it sothing edible?”
“Definitely not food. But harmless. It’s designed to emit a stronger odor when it contacts water,” Rong Qi explained.
Ye Nanshen chuckled. “Planning to use it on ?”
Rong Qi blinked. “I’ve got to defend myself. Can’t have them depending on forever.”
Madam Su, overhearing their conversation, couldn’t help but laugh.
She then asked, “What about the ntal illness you ntioned?”
Rong Qi smiled wryly. “Exactly what you’re thinking, Madam Su.”
Madam Su shook her head amusedly. “You’re a real trickster! Only you could handle them like this.”
For the next several days, Rong Qi adhered to his promise, administering her unique “needle treatnt” to the old madam. Each morning, as the first light of dawn crept through the curtains, Rong Qi would arrive, ard with an unusually large silver needle, much to the old madam’s chagrin.
Despite her initial bravado, Mrs. Ye Sr.’s tolerance began to wane with each passing day. The sight of her own bruised skin in the mirror and Rong Qi ticulously disinfecting her oversized needles finally brought her to her breaking point.
“I’m not feeling well today,” she protested weakly, eyeing the needles with a mix of fear and frustration. “You don’t have to co this week.”
“That won’t do. Let know where it hurts. Maybe I can adjust the technique,” Rong Qi insisted.
Mrs. Ye Sr. was at a loss for words. She said, “I feel uncomfortable just seeing you! When I say no more, I an no more. Don’t co again..”
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