Send Me Back to the Residence

Xiao Yan tightly gripped the armrest of the wheelchair, took a deep breath, and said, "I don't feel anything at all."

"Your Highness, why are you sweating?" Su Qian saw that Xiao Yan's forehead was covered in a cold sweat and looked at Xiao Yan suspiciously. "Your Highness, can you actually feel discomfort?"

The location of the numb acupoint that Su Ye found was taught to Su Ye by Su Qian back then, so she was well aware of the consequences that forcefully poking the acupuncture point could bring.

It was as if there were thousands of ants crawling and biting on his legs. Even the most determined person couldn't remain unaffected.

"No, I can't feel anything." Xiao Yan's face had no expression at all. He said with a straight face, one word at a time.