Magical Skills

Impossible!

Despite Leng Jinpeng thinking this, he still had to maintain the appearance of a strict senior on the surface. He said comfortingly, "Don't listen to Chi Yang. Just do whatever you need to do, don't worry about me."

Zhong Nuannuan smiled and did not say anything when he saw the shirtless Leng Jinpeng drenched in sweat from anxiety.

When she rubbed the cotton ball soaked with rubbing alcohol on his acupoints, she could feel his entire body tense up.

She did not expect the commander-in-chief of Jiang District's military base to be afraid of needles. 

When the first needle was about to touch his skin, Zhong Nuannuan saw the nervousness in Leng Jinpeng's eyes. He was not afraid of bullets, and yet, he was afraid of needles.

All of a sudden, Zhong Nuannuan took action. 

When Leng Jinpeng was about to say something to soothe his nerves, the first needle had already gone into his body.

Eh?

It did not hurt at all!