"Xiyue, you are so beautiful." Ye Chen walked to Su Xiyue's side and murmured in a low voice.
Su Xiyue glared at Ye Chen angrily, not knowing why she believed him and remembered acupuncture.
In anger, Su Xiyue stretched out her hand and twisted Ye Chen's waist.
"Su Xiyue, please let go."
Ye Chen grinned in pain, why is this woman so crazy? He didn't expect that the usually dignified and cold President Su could use these little woman's tricks.
Su Xiyue snorted coldly. At this time, she felt a headache and a look of pain appeared on her face. She put her hands on her head and fell down on the bed.
Seeing this, Ye Chen felt distressed and complained: "I told you not to work so late at night. You are so weak. Fortunately, I discovered the fever in time, otherwise you would have suffered."
"I want you to take care of it." Su Xiyue whispered.
Ye Chen raised his eyebrows and said angrily: "What are you talking about? I am your husband, I don't care about you, who cares about you."
Su Xiyue turned her head and ignored him.
"You really don't understand good people's hearts. Okay, lie down on the bed and I'll help you get rid of your fever first." Ye Chen said angrily.
"What? Get on the bed."
Su Xiyue exclaimed, her eyebrows furrowed slightly, her expression slightly hesitant.
"We are already an old couple, so there is nothing to hesitate about."
Before Su Xiyue could refuse, Ye Chen stepped forward, held Su Xiyue's ankle, and put her on the bed.
"Ye Chen, what are you doing."
Su Xiyue screamed, but her body was too weak and she couldn't exert any strength.
Ye Chen turned Su Xiyue's body over and said angrily, "What are you shouting for? I'll call Mother Wang up later and let's see how you explain."
"You..."
Su Xiyue dared not speak out in anger, so she simply buried her head in the pillow, cursing Ye Chen secretly in her heart.
"Calm down, treatment is important."
Ye Chen took a deep breath, calmed down, and slowly calmed down.
"Xiyue, you will feel a little pain next, you have to hold it back, it will be fine in a while."
"Hmm."
Su Xiyue, buried in the pillow, responded to Ye Chen.
Ye Chen took out the needle box and took out the silver needle from it. Without looking, he accurately inserted it into the acupuncture point on Su Xiyue's back. With a slight twist, a white energy flowed along the silver needle and passed into Su Xi.
In the acupoint of Yue.
"Hmm."
Su Xiyue felt a warm current pass from her back into her body, and she felt a sore and numb feeling.
"Just be patient and you'll be fine soon."
Ye Chen sat next to Su Xiyue and said in a deep voice.
He picked up a silver needle and stuck it on Su Xiyue's back. At the same time, he turned the silver needle slightly to conduct the energy in her body into her body.
After a while, Su Xiyue's back was covered with shining silver needles.
Ye Chen's eyes became solemn. Now, it's the most critical moment.
Su Xiyue's physique is too weak. If Ye Chen rashly uses Yuan Power to improve her physique, it may cause harm to Su Xiyue's body.
You can only rely on silver needles to stimulate acupuncture points with Yuanli to reduce the damage of Yuanli to the body.
Ye Chen placed his hands above the silver needle, his eyes suddenly became sharp, and white energy appeared on Ye Chen's hands.
Taking a deep breath, Ye Chen pressed his palm down slightly, and the silver-white thin needle suddenly shook. A crisp sound came from the silver needle. Between the silver needle and Ye Chen's hands, the entire space was slightly distorted.
Streams of white energy passed into Su Xiyue's body along the silver needle and circulated in the meridians.
"Hmm."
The slight swelling and pain in her meridians made Su Xiyue groan.
Ye Chen frowned, pressed his hands steadily, and slowly touched the silver needle on Su Xiyue's back.
Ye Chen's eyes flashed, and the surging Yuan Power circulated in Su Xiyue's body. The pores on his body were opened by the Yuan Power, white hot air came out from it, and Su Xiyue's entire body was covered with a layer of water vapor.
"Xiyue, how do you feel?"
With a long sigh of relief, Ye Chen took off the silver needle from Su Xiyue's back, put it neatly in the needle box, and asked in a low voice.
"It's much better."
Su Xiyue's whole body felt as if she had collapsed. Although she didn't have much strength, she clearly felt that her fever had gone away.
"That's good."
Ye Chen took the quilt next to the bed and spread it on Su Xiyue, "Put the quilt on to prevent you from catching cold again."
At this moment, Su Xiyue's stomach made a noise. Ye Chen was stunned for a moment and asked: "Are you hungry?"
Su Xiyue blushed and did not answer.
Ye Chen smiled, got out of bed, picked up the porridge on the table, and tried it. The temperature was just right.
"Fortunately, Ma Wang has cooked the porridge, and now the temperature is just right. I'll drink it first. If it's not enough, I'll ask Ma Wang to cook it."
Ye Chen helped Su Xiyue, who was lying on the bed, sit up straight and leaned on the bed, then took the porridge and handed it to her.
Su Xiyue was about to raise her hand, but she felt her body was weak. Seeing this, Ye Chen said softly: "You are too weak. Stop moving now. Let me feed you."
Being so close to Ye Chen, Su Xiyue's heart beat violently. When she heard Ye Chen's words, her face turned slightly rosy.
Ye Chen scooped up a spoonful of porridge, brought it to her mouth and said: "Be good, open your mouth."
Su Xiyue's face suddenly became hot, her heart skipped a beat, and she glared at Ye Chen fiercely, "I'm not hungry, so I won't eat."
"I'm telling you, Su Xiyue, it's not up to you now." Ye Chen said with a sullen face, "If you don't eat, don't blame me for being rude."
"You are a scoundrel." Su Xiyue said aggrievedly.
"Come on, be obedient and open your mouth." Ye Chen said softly.
Su Xiyue knew that her resistance would be futile today, and she was really hungry, so she reluctantly opened her mouth and let Ye Chen feed her.
Although Su Xiyue had a reluctant look on her face, her heart couldn't help but become warm.
An idea flashed through her mind unknowingly. In fact, her fiancé was not as bad as she thought.
Ye Chen didn't know what Su Xiyue was thinking, so he fed Su Xiyue spoonful after spoonful. The two of them didn't say a word, but a faint sense of warmth surrounded them.
After a while, Su Xiyue finished the bowl of porridge.
Smelling the smell of tobacco on Ye Chen's body, she felt a sense of security for the first time, which made her, who had always been independent, a little overwhelmed.
Su Xiyue quietly watched Ye Chen sort out the dishes and chopsticks, her eyes a little complicated and confused.
It was the first time that a man took care of her, and she was still his fiancé. This feeling of warmth touched her, and she didn't know how to face it.
Just when Ye Chen turned around, Su Xiyue quickly closed her eyes and pretended to be in deep thought.
Suddenly, Su Xiyue felt a shock beside her. She opened her eyes and found that Ye Chen was lying next to her, and a look of panic suddenly flashed across her face.