"What's wrong? Could it be... I have serious internal injuries? Cough cough! By the way, there are still martial arts masters now! Haha!" Xi Ling saw that Han Zihe was touching her wrist for a long time and refused to speak, so she couldn't help but laugh.

Of course, during her jokes, she still had a lot of uneasiness such as temptation and anxiety.

"What? Do you know you are nervous now?" Han Zihe, who had been silent, looked up at her and snorted, "I think you are just to sacrifice your life for the country!"

Han Zihe spoke in a bad tone, but he really had good intentions. Xi Ling was not a ungrateful person, but also knew how to appreciate it: "Look at what you said, who is not this person to live a better life! I don't feel at ease, because I remembered Chen Rui's judgment of you, and came to find you to help!"

"Oh? Chen Rui...he actually judged me?" Han Zihe chuckled.

Xi Ling was quite serious: "Yes, he once accidentally mentioned that you, a military wife, are completely a typical figure who is so skillful! You also let me learn from you!"

"Study with me? I dare not!" Han Zihe shook his head funny, and finally took his hand off Xi Ling's wrist.

"How is it? Will I be able to heal soon? I think it must be yes. You are so capable, you must be able to get it right, right?" Xi Ling looked at Han Zihe nervously and said quickly.

Han Zihe looked at her and sneered: "Don't you think I can give you a positive answer by saying a few good words to me and complimenting me?"

"Can't it?" In an instant, Xi Ling, who thought she understood Han Zihe's voice, almost instantly, her energy and spirit dimmed a lot.

"What can you do? You said everything, and you asked me, the person who took your pulse, to say something!" Han Zihe looked at Xi Ling, who was talking in front of him for no reason, and said very vigorously, "Can you take a breath and leave me some room for speaking?"

"Ah?!" Xi Ling was stunned when she heard her say this, and then she felt a burst of ecstasy!

She knew that Han Zihe could definitely help her with internal injuries if she spoke so easily.

"You said! You said!" Xi Ling nodded hurriedly, even moved to the side, and looked at Han Zihe excitedly.

"Your injury looks a bit serious, but it's actually a little bit. You don't need to worry too much... Of course, it's still necessary to take care of yourself! So, I hope you can cherish your body!" As usual, Han Zihe gave Xi Ling a few words and got to the point.

"You are very lucky this time because your body is good, so the injury doesn't look light, but in fact it just looks scary. In fact, as long as you treat you properly, you will be cured soon." Han Zihe said, while tugging Xi Ling's pulse at the other hand, "Yes, can you ensure that you take medicine on time regardless of wind and rain?"

"What medicine?" Xi Ling was a little nervous and a little guilty.

Seeing the dodging in her eyes, Han Zihe knew it in her mind: "Pills."

Originally, Xi Ling's body could be treated to a greater extent with the decoction, but according to her reaction, Han Zihe knew that Xi Ling might not have arranged enough rest time for herself.

"Of course, if you want to restore your body to its heyday, it might be better if you give me more decoctions." Although Han Zihe knew that Xi Ling would not choose this, he still told her that after all, the choice was with Xi Ling herself, and she just provided the option.

"If the pills are... aren't the effect good enough?" Hesitation flashed across Xi Ling's face.

"Not that, it's just...it will take longer." Han Zihe told the truth softly.

"Then... is it, is it more convenient to carry pills?" Xi Ling knew about her own affairs. Since she chose this path, she probably had little time to spare. After all, it was impossible for her to bring all the medicines while doing a task, right?

"I understand." Han Zihe nodded and told Xi Ling, "Pills are indeed more portable than decoctions, and the frequency of taking is much smaller than decoctions. However, the ratio of this pill and the process of making is a bit special. You may need to ask me to give you a special medicine."

"Is this a little more troublesome? Oh, I mean, will it be too troublesome to you!" Xi Ling was obviously interested in the option of pills.

"It's not too troublesome. Every time I prepare more, you come to me in the first quarter and ask me for it once." Han Zihe has strong pharmaceutical technology. This kind of pill with relatively complex formula is just like playing with her hands, and she can quickly make a large number of pills.

"Then... OK! If you don't bother the second master, I'll bother you!" Xi Ling himself was also a decisive and straightforward person, so after thinking about it, he nodded and calculated the accounts with Han Zihe. "You come back and check the relevant fees, and I'll calculate it for you together."

"Checkout? Good thing! Look, you can transfer the money to this account." Han Zihe took out the small-sized paper and pen that he carried with him and wrote his card number to Xi Ling. "My mobile phone number is also on it. When you need to order pills, call me and send a message."

"Okay! Thank you!" Xi Ling glanced at him, wrote down the numbers recorded on it in his heart, and then removed the note.

Seeing that Xi Ling had nothing to say, Han Zihe told her the next treatment method: "I will try to pull it out with a jar for you first... I should have pushed it for you, but it's a pity that you see that I am like this now!"

Han Zihe chuckled and patted his bulging belly, and said with a smile: "I'm unlikely to have all my strength... So, instead of using half a bottle of strength to push you, it's better to be a little more trouble."

"What trouble do you want?" Xi Ling felt a little worried when he heard what Han Zihe said to her.

You know, although she has seen everything and has experienced many dangers, she is still afraid of needles and other things, and I don’t know if it is related to her childhood memories.

"What? Could it be that you are still afraid of cupping!" Han Zihe noticed that Xi Ling shrank clearly when she mentioned the relevant healing methods. She looked like she was afraid of the reaction.

"I don't feel embarrassed when I put out the cupping, but I'm just afraid that you will use that kind of silver needle for me!" It seemed like I opened up some memory that made her cowardly, when Xi Ling spoke, Han Zihe could feel her resistance.

"Acupuncture is a must-have." Although Han Zihe knew that Xi Ling might not be willing to accept this arrangement, if the two were used together, and with her special techniques, and cooperated with each other, as long as Xi Ling did not forget to take pills, she would guarantee that Xi Ling would be able to jump around and re-enter the battle post soon!

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