Unexpectedly, his slap was so powerful that he moaned in unbearable pain from his whole body.
Seeing that his lips were turning white, I probably didn't beat him like this. What happened to him?
"Master!" Suddenly, a tall man rushed in and helped him to the bed, and said to a man who looked like Qingjun behind him: "Hurry, the master's illness has occurred again, please call Mr. Bingpo over quickly!"
They almost thought of me as a shadowy figure,
I took a few steps back, not daring to block them. If there hadn't been a lock on my feet, I might have been able to escape in the chaos.
So infuriating!
However, I felt quite pitiful when I saw him getting sick. According to his subordinates, this was probably not the first time.
He seemed to be in great pain,
He curled up on the bed and suddenly let out a scream. In just a few minutes, his originally light red lips turned purple.
"Master Bingpo is here!" The person who came was actually a little boy of twelve or thirteen years old.
He said in a childish and slightly hoarse voice: "Press him down and I'm going to use acupuncture to seal the acupoints."
The tall man and the handsome man suppressed 'him' on the bed,
Bingpo quickly inserted needles into several large points on his body.
After the acupuncture, his condition seemed to have calmed down a bit, and his lip color changed from purple to white.
I finally couldn't help but ask: "What disease does he have?"
Bingpo raised his head, looked at me squarely and asked, "Who are you?"
"I......"
"This is the lady that the master visited yesterday, the woman that your master said." The tall man said.
"Then what are you waiting for? Take off your clothes!" Bingpo said in a shocking tone, which made me tremble. The other two men also looked shocked.
Bingpo explained: "Where is your Honglian birthmark?"
I looked at him with some fear, covering my chest tightly, "Hurry up, if you don't want him to die, tell me quickly!"