1095: Do You Know How Much I Charge For Acupuncture?

Do You Know How Much I Charge For Acupuncture?

Huo Tingrui had an ominous feeling that his little sister would use her silver needle on him sooner or later ever since he last saw her wielding one.2

Sure enough, it was coming true!

Huo Yao glanced at her second older brother and said airily, "Do you want me to apply acupuncture on you, or do you want to tell our parents the truth? Take your pick."

Huo Tingrui was flabbergasted.

Huo Yao disregarded the shock on his face. She yawned nonchalantly before ending the conversation. "In that case, we can do it tomorrow since I happen to be free. Goodnight, Brother Tingrui."

Huo Tingrui was dumbstruck.

How could he possibly have a good night?

He was probably going to have nightmares all night!

...

The next day, Huo Tingrui came downstairs with dark circles underneath his eyes. He walked gently without making a sound. After glancing around the living room and confirming it was empty, he sighed deeply in relief.

Why did he suddenly have a feeling that he was a thief in his own house?

Huo Tingrui sighed inside. After pouring himself a glass of warm water, the door belonging to the small room on the ground floor opened. He raised his head and saw Huo Yao walking out of the room.

Huo Tingrui's hand trembled and he nearly dropped the glass.

Huo Yao walked over and noticed his stiff actions. She could not help calling him quickly. "Yes, Brother Tingrui?"

She had gone into the room to refine medicine, so a faint scent of Chinese herbs lingered on her.

Huo Tingrui cleared his throat. He took a sip of water and tried to distract her from his stiffness. "Are you making medicine?"

"Uh huh." Huo Yao nodded. She went to the kitchen to take some milk before turning back to say to Huo Tingrui, "Your breakfast is in the food warmer."

The moment she finished her sentence, she went back into the small room.

She did not have school today, so she wanted to refine pills intended for the Apothecaries Association.

When Huo Yao got to the door, she veered her head sideways slightly and said, "Oh yes. I will probably be done in an hour. Then, I will give you acupuncture."

Huo Tingrui thought that he had escaped execution, but he was sorely mistaken.

He raised his head and wanted to say no, but Huo Yao had already gone back into the small room, closing the door behind her with a click.

Huo Tingrui walked into the kitchen miserably.

An hour later, Huo Tingrui was told to lean against the headboard while he watched his little sister sterilize long silver needles. He could sense goosebumps running down his neck and he looked absolutely reluctant. "Yao, do you have to be so serious?"

Huo Yao did not raise her head and simply continued with the preparatory work. "Do you know how much I charge people for doing this?"

Huo Tingrui hurriedly asked. "How much?" He wanted to offer her double! Anything to make her stop!

Huo Yao looked at him sideways. "Lie down."

Huo Tingrui said, "Okay."

Oh no! From the looks of it, not even money could save him now.

Huo Tingrui looked powerless as he took off his top. He lay on the bed ready for slaughter with his eyes glued to the ceiling as he asked. "Will it hurt?"

Huo Yao raised her brow. "It's not that bad."

"In that case, can you be gentle on me?" Huo Tingrui spoke in a stifled tone before he added. "I have a low pain threshold."

Huo Yao did not know what to say.

She had not even started, but he was already creating trouble.

Huo Yao rubbed her forehead. After all, Huo Tingrui was her biological older brother, so she decided to seal his senses before starting with the treatment.

Other than the initial pain, Huo Tingrui felt almost nothing. Since he could still sense the pain when she first inserted the silver needles, he could not help raising his head to ask curiously. "Did you apply anesthetic on the needles?"

Huo Yao paused and glanced at him sideways without saying a word.

After she had applied all the needles, she said mildly, "Sometimes, pain is good for helping us stay rational."

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