Chapter 672 — Hold It In!

Gu Mengyao breathed a sigh of relief as well, shooting Shen Yushu a resentful glare. In her heart she thought: Some cure—cure my foot! One day I would like to see Wei Zhao do that to you and watch how you take it!

Wei Zhao extended his left hand and took hold of Gu Mengyao's right wrist, then silently began circulating the inner-power technique of the Xuanyuan Dragon-Taming Art. He could feel the energy within his body surging into Gu Mengyao's once more—and in just this short span of time, half of the energy he had previously channeled into her had already been lost!

This was the first time Gu Mengyao had received energy from Wei Zhao while fully conscious, and she felt it too: a warm current flowing through Wei Zhao's hand into her body, and with the influx of that warmth, her somewhat listless frame grew bright and vigorous once again.

A strange light flickered unbidden through Gu Mengyao's eyes. Wei Zhao truly was no ordinary man! She wondered where Daddy had found such a person—formidably capable, almost unbelievable. Could a man like this really come to be her attendant for thirty thousand yuan?

Before she could dwell on it, however, the silver needles in Wei Zhao's hand had already flown swift as thought into her body. The long needles flashed as they pierced her, and though the sight made her heart quail, she felt no pain—which set her formerly fearful heart at ease.

"You will feel your whole body grow hot and restless. That is normal—do not be alarmed," Wei Zhao said to her as he swiftly applied the needles.

"Mm, I think it is getting a little hot..." Seeing the grave look on Wei Zhao's face, Gu Mengyao could not help setting aside her shyness and cooperating with him as best she could—after all, he was busying himself on her behalf.

Shen Yushu, however, was a regular little bundle of curiosity, her big eyes wide and fixed unblinkingly on Gu Mengyao. "Ooh, Sister Yaoyao, your skin is turning red—you look just like a big lobster!"

"Xiaoshu, stop making trouble!" Gu Mengyao shot her a glare. "Don't distract Wei Zhao!"

Gu Mengyao was beside herself with frustration, for no sooner had Shen Yushu spoken than Wei Zhao's gaze shifted unconsciously toward her body—which mortified her utterly.

"Oh... sorry!" Shen Yushu blinked sheepishly. "Gum-wrapper Bro, don't go looking at Sister Yaoyao's body—there'll be plenty of chances later! Right now the first order of business is curing Sister Yaoyao. Otherwise, if she dies, you won't get to see anything at all!"

"Shen Yushu!" If Gu Mengyao had not been lying in bed unable to move, she truly would have liked to kick Shen Yushu clear into outer space, and let her go provoke the aliens.

"Oh, oh, oh, I know nothing, and I said nothing at all..." Shen Yushu hastily shut her mouth.

Wei Zhao could not help but smile. This pair of sisters really was a delight. Still, he had to admit that the bond between Xiaoshu and Yaoyao was beyond question: when Yaoyao had been unconscious, no one had been more anxious than Xiaoshu; yet now that she knew Gu Mengyao would be saved, she was back to joking and laughing.

"Yaoyao, I need to feel the temperature under your arm." This was also the first time Wei Zhao had ever driven poison from a person's body—and from an ordinary person's body at that—so the difficulty could well be imagined. Every step, therefore, he took with the utmost care, not daring to make the slightest error; otherwise the consequences would be unthinkable.

"Ah... all right..." Gu Mengyao pressed her lips together. Shy as she was, she still nodded.

Wei Zhao reached out his right hand—the one that had been applying the needles—and felt under Gu Mengyao's arm. But the instant he touched her body, Gu Mengyao gave an involuntary start, her arm twitching, which pushed Wei Zhao's hand against the edge of her breast. His hand registered a softness there that was very pleasant indeed.

Gu Mengyao's breasts were not especially large—one might even call them on the small side—but a girl still growing could hardly be judged by such a standard; perhaps they would grow larger yet. Still, he had to admit, they felt very nice in the hand.

Reluctant as Wei Zhao was to take his hand away, he restrained the urge to explore further and once again reached toward Gu Mengyao's armpit, feeling the temperature of her body. Mm, about right—time for the next step.

Shen Yushu's mouth moved as though she wanted to say something, but under Sister Yaoyao's murderous glare she shut it again.

"All right, we can proceed to the next step." Wei Zhao withdrew the silver needles from Gu Mengyao's body, then swiftly inserted them again at several different acupoints. "In a moment you will feel intense pain. That is the true qi within your body driving the poison together and forcing it into your excretory system. You must hold out—if it hurts too much, you may cry out."

"Mm." Gu Mengyao nodded, and said with determination, "I can hold out."

After a while, Gu Mengyao's expression turned pained, for she felt as though ants had appeared inside her body—ants that seemed to be hauling some substance within her, crawling toward her lower abdomen.

The sensation was both painful and itchy, and it made her terribly uncomfortable. She wanted to scratch at it with her hand, but one hand was held fast by Wei Zhao, and she dared not move the other; she could only clench her teeth and silently endure it all.

"Xiaoshu, go hold Yaoyao's hand." Wei Zhao could see Gu Mengyao's agony. How painful such agony truly was, he no longer remembered—his own last poisoning had been more than ten years ago—but in his view, this pain was nothing compared to the torments that old man had put him through...

"Oh, okay!" Shen Yushu hurried over and caught Gu Mengyao's left hand. "Sister Yaoyao, if it hurts, squeeze my hand as hard as you can. I don't mind pain!"

"Heh..." Gu Mengyao looked at Xiaoshu and managed a weak smile. "I'm fine, it doesn't hurt. I can bear it."

But anyone who looked at Gu Mengyao's expression could tell she was forcing those words, for her face had betrayed her.

"She's fine," Wei Zhao said flatly. "I could endure this kind of pain when I was nine. Never mind that she's already nineteen."

Gu Mengyao was rather annoyed. I'm a girl, all right? But then she thought: Wei Zhao may be a boy, but he could bear it at nine, when he was still a little child. Did that make her worse than a child? So Gu Mengyao clenched her teeth. No, I must get through this. How can I lose to a little kid?

Wei Zhao had in fact said that on purpose, simply to spur Gu Mengyao on; otherwise, she would surely have been unable to hold out.

"I... I need to pee..." Gu Mengyao finally felt the urge and said hurriedly.

"You must hold it in, or the toxins won't gather completely!" Wei Zhao said at once. "If the urine in your body is emptied out, the toxins won't come out!"