Chapter 74: Chapter 73 The First Acupuncture _1 Chapter 74: Chapter 73 The First Acupuncture _1 The following day, the sun is shining just right.
In front of the hotel where Mu Lin was staying, a simple yet extremely dashing car was parked. Of course, what was ostentatious was its license plate number that was almost blindingly awesome. In front of the car door, a trim middle-aged man was standing patiently without a trace of impatience.
This man was Song Qi.
Half a month had passed, day by day Song Qi watched as his grandfather’s complexion improved due to Mu Lin’s prescriptions. Today was the first time Mu Lin would administer acupuncture to Grandfather Jing.
In vast B City, there were very few who were eligible to have Song Qi personally come to meet them. If those who knew Song Qi saw this, they surely wouldn’t be able to keep their feet.
After all, what Song Qi represented was Grandfather Jing.
As time passed slightly, from a distance, a slender silhouette slowly appeared in Song Qi’s pupils. Song Qi’s formerly strict lips raised into a shallow smile until the figure approached.
“Miss Mu.” His words were filled with respect and affection as he opened the car door for Mu Lin.
Mu Lin responded with a shallow smile and gracefully sat inside.
As the car door closed and Song Qi sat in the passenger seat, the staff at the hotel entrance were still unable to recover their senses even after the car had disappeared.
In their eyes, ever since the first day Mu Lin moved into their hotel, she was a… mysterious young woman. Although she had initially come alone, they slowly found that amazingly outstanding people kept appearing around her. Today, even if they didn’t understand what the license plate number meant, they could guess that the person who came to pick up Mu Lin was definitely not ordinary.
Of course, they would never misunderstand Mu Lin’s identity.
The car moved steadily along the road without any bumps and soon arrived at Jing Residence within the military compound.
“Mulin, you’re here.” In the living room, Grandfather Jing, who had been reading the morning paper, immediately tossed aside his customary morning paper upon seeing Mu Lin. His face lit up with delight.
After all, in Grandfather Jing’s eyes, besides being his doctor, Mu Lin was undoubtedly… the first choice for his future granddaughter-in-law.
Even though there was not even the slightest hint of this betrothal yet.
“Grandfather Jing.” Looking at the vibrant elderly man before her, Mu Lin greeted him warmly, her lips curling into a small smile, “How has your sleep been recently?”
“Just by looking at me you should be able to tell that I’ve been sleeping quite well.” With a beaming face, rosy and gleaming.
The effects of the medicine prescribed by Mu Lin were indeed quite good. After taking only two or three doses, he no longer suffered from restless nights of pain as he had before. Over the past half a month, he had been able to sleep soundly most nights, which was a delightful surprise for Grandfather Jing.
“That’s good.” Mu Lin nodded. Compared to their last meeting, Grandfather Jing did indeed look much better. This relieved her worry about him being unable to bear the pain of acupuncture.
Thinking about this, Mu Lin took out her acupuncture equipment from her bag, and instructed, “Let’s get started. Please take off your upper clothes.”
Song Qi nodded.
The acupuncture session began.
Just after the first needle was inserted, Song Qi noticed that Grandfather Jing’s previously dry forehead started to break out in a cold sweat. Although Mu Lin had mentioned the unbearable pain during acupuncture, he did not expect it to be this painful from the start.
No wonder Mu Lin had first prescribed half a month of Chinese medicine to improve the old man’s condition.
Song Qi thought that if Mu Lin had started with acupuncture, perhaps it would have been too much for the old man to handle.
“Each area needs to be needled twice, the first time is superficial, the second much deeper, and the pain will be more severe then.” Her voice was cool and soothing. Hearing this, Grandfather Jing suddenly felt the pain diminish; at least it wasn’t that painful anymore. The corners of his lips lifted slightly.
“It’s okay, dear girl, I can bear it.” Having been through many trials and tribulations, a small needle wasn’t going to defeat him. It seems that he had been living too comfortably, almost forgetting what pain felt like.
“Mm.” Mu Lin nodded, then fell silent and resumed the treatment.
After a short pause, Grandfather Jing’s voice echoed once more, “Little Mu, I heard that you’ve agreed to join my grandson’s team as a personalised doctor. Is this true?”
It’s not that he didn’t believe it, but Mu Lin didn’t seem to him like someone who liked to be constrained by terms and conditions. The place where Jing Chen was now was very complicated and often lacked freedom.