He's not Interested in Women

Acupuncture was too painful.

For a ten-year-old child, it was really cruel.

But although Xie Jun was afraid, he never failed to cooperate.

He took out a handkerchief and bit it. As soon as Zhao Chuchu stuck the needle in, he was in so much pain that he broke out in a cold sweat.

It was the first time Gan Yingzhi watched the process of Xie Jun being treated. He grew nervous seeing Xie Jun in such pain.

But Gan Yingzhi did not dare disturb Zhao Chuchu. Only when Zhao Chuchu finished applying the needles did he rush to find a clean handkerchief to wipe Xie Jun's sweat.

"Chuchu, is Junjun's illness very serious? Why does he hurt like this?"

"His illness is exceptional, so it's not easy to cure." Zhao Chuchu stroked Xie Jun's head. "After some more time, Junjun won't need acupuncture treatment anymore."

"Sis, I can bear it," Xie Jun said weakly with a pale face. "I will get better."