Yi Qianxu lay sprawled on the bed, unable to move. It was naturally inconvenient for him to undress.
Zhu Huaiyu didn't say a word. He took a small dagger and cut off the clothes on his back, revealing his strong waist.
But at this time, a large piece of eye-catching bruise appeared in their eyes on his lower back.
Zhu Huaiyu frowned and poked a few positions on the back of Yi Qianxu's waist. Yi Qianxu groaned in pain and his face became paler.
Seeing him like this, Zhu Huaiyu frowned more tightly.
"Bring me my acupuncture bag."
As soon as he finished his words, the guard who was waiting aside took out his acupuncture bag and handed it over.
Zhu Huaiyu pursed her lips and opened the acupuncture bag with her slender fingers. The needles used by the acupuncture were densely arranged in
