Yang Zimei took out the silver needle, told Xiao Qian not to move, found his acupuncture point, and inserted it.
The silver needle had only been inserted for half a minute when it was pulled out by an external force.
Yang Zimei frowned and wanted to stab him again...[
"Sister, it hurts so much, please stop stabbing me."
Xiao Qian opened her eyes, looked at her feebly and said, "Let me have a good sleep, okay?"
"Xiao Qian, someone tampered with you and caused abnormalities in your pulse points. Don't you feel anything?"
Yang Zimei asked anxiously.
"elder sister……"
Xiao Qian grimaced, "I don't feel anything, I just want to sleep. Please carry me into the room. I want to have a good sleep, otherwise, I will really die."
Yang Zimei had no choice but to put away the silver needle, carry him into the room, and let him lie down on the comfortable big bed to sleep.
Xiaoqian quickly fell into a deep sleep.
As he slept, he had a childish and cute face, thick and slightly curled eyelashes, a bright red mouth, and a pink and rosy body, just like a little angel coming to the world.
Would anyone be willing to tamper with such a cute little angel?
Yang Zimei held his little hand, feeling extremely uncomfortable.
After thinking about it, she took out the mirror that could reflect her soul from the storage ring.
Song Xuan originally thought that the mirror was a bone mirror for King Qin, so he took apart the back of the mirror.
But they did not find that it had a bone-reflecting side, and Song Xuan also had a radiation problem. Although later instrument testing showed that the mirror had no radiation problems, Yang Zimei still had psychological shadows and reinstalled the back of the mirror.
She looked at Xiao Qian who was sleeping on the bed.
Nothing unusual appeared.
It seems that it is not because of being possessed by some sinister ghost or god.
She put the mirror away again and tried to prick Xiaoqian's Tiantan point with a silver needle.
The silver needle pierced in and then bounced out tremblingly. This is really strange.[
Xiao Qian has not practiced Qi Guiding, and does not have any vitality in his body.
So where does the strange strength come from?
Song Xuan saw that she stayed in Xiao Qian's room for a long time without coming out, so he walked in and said to her who looked worried, "Xiao Mei, Xiao Qian is back now, what are you worried about?"
Yang Zimei told him the situation.
"Xiao Qian is not an ordinary person. The abnormal pulsation in his body may not be abnormal. His sleepiness makes me feel as if he has been drugged. You might as well collect his blood and take it to the hospital for testing."
Song Xuanti suggested.
"Yeah. What you said makes sense."
Yang Zimei nodded, pricked some blood on Xiao Qian's finger, and put it into a small glass bottle.
She went out with the glass bottle and was about to go to the hospital when she met Sadako.
Sadako looked slightly uncomfortable when she saw her, but then she lowered her head and bent over, "Master, breakfast is ready, please go and eat with Mr. Song."
"Um."
Yang Zimei nodded.
Sadako followed her, not just half a step behind like usual, but two steps behind, with the submissive look of a true slave.
"Sadako, are you resentful of me for not accepting the Star Diamond?"
Yang Zimei really couldn't stand her attitude, so he looked back at her and asked.
"Master, Sadako doesn't dare. The master's will is Sadako's will."
Sadako answered very respectfully.
Yang Zimei was really not used to Sadako's return to her original respect.
