Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Rong Yan didn’t waste any words and started to administer acupuncture to Little Baby.
Administering acupuncture is a complex and delicate task, especially since Little Baby’s illness was so rare, demanding exceptionally high precision in technique. Rong Yan focused intently, and before long, a fine layer of sweat appeared on her forehead. She busied herself for over an hour before pulling out the last needle, by which time Little Baby’s face visibly had more color.
She casually wiped the sweat off her forehead, put away the needles, her eyes bright, “Done!”
“I also have a herbal medicine prescription for you to boil and soak Duidui in. Twice a week, ideally before sleep at night—it’s best for the body. I’ll send you the recipe in a bit.”
Having spoken, Rong Yan felt she might have been too casual. Despite knowing her expertise in traditional medicine didn’t fall short in comparison to anyone, in the eyes of others, she was someone who hadn’t even secured a degree from Chinese Medicine University. She had self-confidence, but it seemed like there was no reason for Li Shengxiao to trust her.
Rong Yan felt a bit awkward, “Um, if you’re not comfortable, you can get it checked.”
Li Shengxiao withdrew his gaze from her and took the needle pack from her hand, “No need.”
Rong Yan was taken aback, why did he trust her so much?
Unfortunately, Li Shengxiao had already moved ahead, and she had to follow. She gave one last reluctant look at the sleeping Little Baby before pulling the door closed.
Mrs. Li and the others had been waiting downstairs for nearly two hours before they saw the two come down.
Upon seeing Rong Yan and Li Shengxiao, Mrs. Li immediately approached,
“Shengxiao, how is Duidui now?”
Li Shengxiao’s gaze held firm as he looked at the person beside him and said to her, “The complexion looks much better, and [Duidui]’s sleeping now.”
Mrs. Li was overjoyed and looked at Rong Yan as if she was a savior, “That’s wonderful, that’s wonderful…
Lin Zhiya genuinely liked Rong Yan for treating Little Baby and took the initiative to invite her, “Miss Rong, why don’t you stay for lunch with us this afternoon?”
“I…” Rong Yan hadn’t finished speaking.
Li Shengxiao had already stepped beside her and spoke at the same time, “She has other things to do.”
Rong Yan glanced at him secretly. She did intend to decline but was a bit troubled about how to say it to Mrs. Li. How did he figure it out?
Lin Zhiya was a bit disappointed, but still said, “Alright then, maybe next time.”
“Shengxiao, since you’re heading out anyway, why don’t you give Miss Rong a ride?” She suggested enthusiastically.
Rong Yan quickly waved her hands, “No need.”
Li Shengxiao stood tall and distinguished, “Alright!”
Rong Yan, “…” Couldn’t he see the refusal on her face?
Lin Zhiya enthusiastically saw them off, and Rong Yan, with no other choice, walked shoulder to shoulder with him out of the villa.
“Stand here and wait for me for a moment; I’ll go get the car.” The noble man suddenly stopped.
“There’s no need to bother, Mr. Li. How about I call a taxi to go back instead?” Rong Yan called out to him.
This wasn’t a private villa area like Country Garden, so it was quite easy to hail a cab.
The tall and handsome man stopped, his deep, ink-dark eyes fixed on her, “Do you find it repulsive being with me?”
‘ She didn’t seem to have said anything like that, had she?
Li Shengxiao raised his arched eyebrows, the features of his face bold and prominent, almost making Rong Yan’s heart race.
Rong Yan, get a grip! What’s there to get so excited about!
“Your eyes seem to be saying I got it wrong.” Li Shengxiao’s eyes shimmered with a hint of amusement as he picked up the car key, “I’ll go fetch the car.” Crack!
Rong Yan watched him walk away, pressing a hand to her wildly beating heart. Why did she feel like she’d just been flirted with—was it an illusion?
It must be an illusion, right?