Before he could even fully form the thought, a sudden pain on the back of his hand made him look down. The woman had already plunged the long, thin needle deep into his vein.
"See? I told you I wouldn't make a mistake!" Ye Ning saw the needle pierce into his pale skin, and the moment he slightly opened his mouth in response, she immediately loosened the rubber band she was holding.
She indeed knew how to insert a needle. She had easily mastered this along with other self-help knowledge she had learned.
However, this man was no ordinary man. He had a terrible temper, moody and unpredictable. If she really angered him, there would be consequences.
Fortunately, once the needle was in and blood started returning, he didn't say much.
He wasn't afraid of needles; he just didn't like the idea of entrusting his life to a woman who knew nothing. Unless he was out of his mind.
But as it turned out, she seemed to know what she was doing, and her technique was quite skilled.