Again

However, life was the most important thing. She still chose to slowly walk forward and press her hand on the acupuncture point that Chen Feng had originally pressed down on. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

Chen Feng adjusted the amount of the anesthetic and held Qin Ya Han's slender arm. Then, he injected the drug into her arm and lightly sighed.

The woman on the bed, whose face had been in pain, slowly stopped moving. She was no longer frowning. He glanced at Xia Mu Ling and smiled helplessly. Then, he used a needle to stitch up the wound.

"Alright, you can let go for now."

Chen Feng said as if nothing had happened. Only after seeing that the wound did not bleed did he barely heave a sigh of relief. After that, he sat to the side and gently covered Qin Ya Han with a blanket, revealing a worried expression.

As long as the wound didn't cause any infection, after tonight's event, Qin Ya Han would have no problems.