Gu Zhiqi was never fond of answering repetitive questions, so she pretended not to hear and crouched beside the tea table, pulling out nine needles from the acupuncture pack and then placing the silver needles into a small porcelain bottle.
Clearly, Jin Cengran wasn’t insisting on getting her answer; he was just having a hard time believing.
Only after everything was ready did Gu Zhiqi turn her head to face Jin Cengran and say, "Take off your pants."
Jin Cengran was so startled that he almost fell off his wheelchair.
Su Yunling, who had been lost in thought, was jolted back to reality by Gu Zhiqi’s words.
Both turned their gaze to focus on Gu Zhiqi at the same time.
Seeing their complex looks, Gu Zhiqi explained, "I need to insert needles into your legs."
Su Yunling, Jin Cengran: "..."
But still, there’s no need to take off the pants, right?
"Do I have to... have them off?" Jin Cengran stammered a question.
Gu Zhiqi, having seen such reactions before, knew he was feeling embarrassed and said with a lazy tone, "Wearing underwear is fine."
Jin Cengran breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this.
"Can I just cut off the pants legs?" Su Yunling asked Gu Zhiqi, eyes slightly downcast, in a calm and unhurried manner.
"You can," Gu Zhiqi replied, raising her hand to point to the middle part of Jin Cengran’s thigh, "Cut up to here."
Hearing this, Su Yunling immediately took out a pair of scissors from his storage ring and crouched next to Jin Cengran.
Before Jin Cengran could say anything, he had already snipped a cut on his pants leg.
Great, his expensive suit pants had just been ruined.
Soon, the pricey long suit pants were turned into shorts by Su Yunling.
Su Yunling’s scissors skills were not great; he had turned a pair of suit pants into something that looked as if it had been chewed by a dog, which, matched with Jin Cengran’s suit shirt, looked somewhat incongruous.
Jin Cengran gave Su Yunling a profound look.
Having put away the scissors, Su Yunling caught Jin Cengran’s gaze and, with a relaxed smile, responded back to him, "No need to thank me."
With the pants tailored and the silver needles soaked in the medicated water almost ready,
Gu Zhiqi pulled out the needles from the small porcelain bottle and began inserting them into Jin Cengran.
Although there were only nine needles, and Gu Zhiqi inserted each one quickly, there was a long interval between each needle, and it took half an hour to insert all nine.
After removing her disposable gloves soaked with the medicine, Gu Zhiqi threw them into the trash can beside her and told Jin Cengran, "I’ll remove the needles in half an hour."
Jin Cengran nodded slightly.
Gu Zhiqi sat down on the sofa, glanced sideways at Jin Cengran, and said, "You will need acupuncture once a month, for a total of three times."
"Once the medication is ready and you take the first pill, you can begin rehabilitation. When you can’t get up, have someone help you walk every day. The duration of walking should be determined by your recovery progress. You can stop when you start to feel pain in your legs."
Gu Zhiqi had spoken a long series of instructions, but Jin Cengran was so focused on his legs that he didn’t hear a word, just staring blankly at his legs.
The area below the middle of his thigh had been sensationless for a long time.
But now, he actually felt a tingling sensation.
Really, there was sensation.
Seeing Jin Cengran wasn’t replying but just staring blankly at his thigh, Gu Zhiqi was speechless, feeling as if she’d spoken to the void.