Chapter 1288 — Stepping In to Save a Life
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Where, in heaven's name, did Xu Shilan's headache come from? He could indeed feel her pain, but for the moment he could not locate its cause. It was strange.
Nevertheless, Wei Zhao swiftly drew the silver needles he carried from his pocket, sterilized them with his qi, and set about treating Xu Shilan with acupuncture.
With practiced ease he inserted silver needles into the points of her chest, her head, her wrists and elsewhere; then, using hands charged with energy, he began to massage her head and chest.
"Mmnh..." Xu Shilan moaned and at last came to under the combined work of Wei Zhao's needles and his massage -- only to find, the instant her eyes opened, that a man had pinned her to the floor, one of his hands resting squarely on her chest.
"Scoundrel!" She came fully awake in a flash, struggling to shove Wei Zhao off and clamber to her feet.
"Hold still until I've taken the needles out." Wei Zhao frowned, and with rough hands sealed her acupoints so she could neither move nor cry out; then, unhurried and methodical, he began drawing the silver needles from her body one by one.
Xu Shilan's eyes went wide, her heart flooding with horror. She had no idea what Wei Zhao had done to her -- he seemed merely to have touched her here and there, yet now she could not move and could not call out. It was as though she had been given a shot of anesthetic: only her eyes and her thoughts remained under her control, while every other part of her body no longer seemed to be her own.
What in the world is this man trying to do?
The next instant, Xu Shilan watched Wei Zhao draw a bundle of silver needles from her body and stow them away in a small case; only when he had finished all of this did he again tap her here and there, returning her to normal.
"Ah--" The very moment she was restored, she cried out on instinct.
Wei Zhao had no choice but to clamp a hand over her mouth, frowning: "Idiot girl, stop squawking! If it weren't for my girlfriend wanting to see the concert, I couldn't be bothered to save you. Don't go imagining you're some great star -- you're miles short of my girlfriend's looks, and I have no interest in you whatsoever. Save yourself the flattery."
"Mmf -- mmf!" Burning with shame and fury, Xu Shilan tried to argue the instant she heard his words, but with her mouth clamped so brutally shut by Wei Zhao she could not produce a single sound.
"Hear me? If you understand, nod." Wei Zhao asked coldly.
Xu Shilan nodded at once. She was no fool, and by now she had recovered her earlier clarity; the skull-splitting pain had vanished as well -- it seemed her headache really had been cured by the man in front of her.
Still, he had cured her with just a few silver needles? And he had touched her chest. Earlier Xu Shilan had assumed Wei Zhao meant to assault her or take advantage of her, but now it looked as though she had misunderstood.