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{Arielle Moore and Vinson Nightshire (Chinese To English Translation)}

She saved his life during an accident, and he insisted on marrying her to repay the favor. Once the news got out, everyone wondered why a strong, powerful man like him would want to marry an ugly, worthless woman like her. In fact, she was far from ugly and a woman of many secrets. The only reason she had returned to her country with a secret identity was to investigate her mother's death. As each layer of her secrets were peeled away one by one, the people around her began to realize the truth-this woman is way tougher than her man!

Big Brother's Sweet Wife

"Are you alright?" Ye Sijue looked back and asked.


Mu Xia shook her head. "I'm okay. Please do not rough up the patient, Young Master Qin. Sufferers of trauma tend to be more sensitive toward external stimuli, so he didn't mean to."


Only then did Jun Haoxuan withdraw the hand that Luo Yi held onto, but he remained where he was and kept a vigilant eye on the man in the bed.


Luo Yi winced and massaged his own temple. "Hey, Haoxuan. How about you hit the fella harder next time and kill him outright so we don't have to go through all this trouble of trying to fix his kooky head?"


Jun Haoxuan cleared his throat sheepishly in response, and found it inexplicably vexing to see Ye Sijue and Mu Xia stand in close proximity.


Even though he understood that Ye Sijue did it to save her, that did not stop him from feeling sore about it.


Jian Ke Laosi returned with a box shortly after, only to see the patient completely out cold with a bloodied nose and with fate uncertain. "What… what's going on here?"


All eyes then fell upon Jun Haoxuan, who felt the pressure from that a little overwhelming. "I'm going to head outside for a breather."


With that, he turned around and stepped away.


The confounded Jian Ke Laosi went on to examine the patient alongside Mu Xia.


"Is he alright?" Luo Yi asked with a frown.


Jian Ke Laosi waved his hand. "It's nothing serious, but he can't sustain any more of these injuries, as it would only compound upon his condition. Sufferers of PTSD are emotionally fragile, so I'm not sure if he would be able to take it should this happen again."


"Yeah. I'm going to test it out," Mu Xia said while she opened up the box Jian Ke Laosi brought in.


Inspecting its contents, all the various acupuncture needles were there as she requested.


"Are these the ones?" Jian Ke Laosi asked.


"Yes." Mu Xia replied in the affirmative. "I'm going to get started, so it's just as well that he's unconscious. It would be impossible for me to work if he stayed alert, considering his unpredictability."


"Please go ahead." Jian Ke Laosi spoke diffidently without realizing it.


Before Mu Xia began, she took the time to remind Luo Yi. "Please help me get the DNA testing done. As for the issue over here, I'll do my best to deliver a satisfactory outcome."


"Got it." Luo Yi replied. He then started for the door with the two strands of hair, but not before issuing Jian Ke Laosi another reminder. "Watch her. Have fun, but don't overdo it."


Jian Ke Laosi bowed in response. "Don't worry, we won't."


Luo Yi then exited and closed the door to the ward behind him.


Mu Xia retrieved a copper-plated needle and approached the patient.


"Are you going for the head?" Jian Ke Laosi said, seemingly a little unsure. "It'll be incredibly risky. Are you sure you can handle this?"


Mu Xia blinked. Steadying the needles in her hand, she proceeded to jab them into the Baihui, Sishencong, Shenting, and Fengchi acupuncture points on the head with pinpoint precision.


Qin Ranfeng's eyes were riveted as he watched on at the side, positively certain that Luo Yi would have lost his marbles if he were there because he himself could not help but worry for the patient.


He could not hold himself back from approaching Ye Sijue. "Would poking this thing into his head kill him?"


Ye Sijue shot Qin Ranfeng a look and communicated with his eyes for the latter to be quiet before turning back to observe Mu Xia at work.


With the needling completed, Mu Xia's forehead started to bead with sweat.


Most acupuncture services available on the market do not get to the root of the ailments, and its effects were not felt by the practitioners themselves.


While that of true traditional Chinese medicine from antiquity, though quick and effective, often took its toll on the practitioner's own energies.


After the placement of the four needles, Mu Xia's face appeared to be drained of color.


Chapter 119