When Su Yan saw him return, he angrily turned around and walked to the bedside with his hands on his waist.
Xie Chen poured the water, then picked up the cup and followed him, saying, "Brother, have some water."
"I'm not drinking anymore." Su Yan sat down on the bed angrily, a bit forcefully, mainly to express his displeasure.
As a result, the moment he sat down, he immediately jumped up in pain: "Ouch—!"
"Brother, be careful!" Xie Chen immediately freed one hand to help Su Yan.
Su Yan's face contorted in pain, but he still angrily slapped Xie Chen's hand away: "You little bastard, don't touch me, go away, go away."
Xie Chen handed him the water and said with a smile, "Good brother, don't be angry, have some water first?"
"I'm not drinking!" Seeing that he couldn't sit properly, Su Yan simply lay down on the bed.
He even deliberately turned his head towards the inside of the bed to avoid looking at Xie Chen.
"Good brother, you can be angry, but you can't stop eating and drinking," Xie Chen said, sitting down on the edge of the bed.
Su Yan remained silent and ignored him.
Xie Chen smiled as he looked at him and said, "Brother can lie on his stomach, but you can't sleep on your stomach, you'll crush him."
Upon hearing this, Su Yan immediately flew into a rage. He was about to get up and argue with Xie Chen when he strained himself from the movement, wincing in pain as he quickly supported his back.
Xie Chen reached out, but was slapped away again: "You little bastard, isn't all this pain my fault?! How dare you come back to see me?!"
"Good brother, don't do this. If you hadn't been so cooperative, I would have thought you liked it when I did this and that to you. Otherwise, why would I have been so relentless?" Xie Chen replied.
Su Yan blushed instantly, feeling embarrassed and annoyed: "You, are you blaming me?"
This little bastard is just too good at flirting; his body won't listen to him anymore!
"No, no, how could I blame you, brother? It was my fault. I shouldn't have been so unreasonable and made you work so hard. Dear brother, please don't be angry. You can hit me or scold me as you please. But before that, brother, can you have some water first?"
As he spoke, Xie Chen handed the cup in his hand over again.
Su Yan snorted and turned his head away: "I won't drink, I just won't drink!"
If he drinks it, it would prove that he's soft-hearted and has accepted Xie Chen's apology, so he won't drink it!
Xie Chen sighed softly, "Brother, it seems you still prefer me to feed you with my mouth."
Su Yan was taken aback: "I just... um..."
Before he could finish speaking, Xie Chen had already taken a sip of water from his glass, then reached out and hooked his arm around Su Yan's neck, pulling Su Yan over.
He then leaned over and successfully transferred the water from his mouth to Su Yan's mouth.
After being forced to swallow the water, Su Yan choked and coughed. His already red face turned even redder, whether from choking or something else, it was hard to tell.
But actually, he didn't cough that badly. The first two coughs passed quickly, and the subsequent coughs were just him trying to cover up his embarrassment.
Xie Chen could easily see through him, but he didn't expose him. He just smiled and looked at him, saying, "You've only taken a sip. There's still some in the cup. Brother, do you want me to continue feeding you like this, or do you want to drink it yourself?"
Chapter 382 My brother is so obedient
"I'll drink it myself!" Su Yan immediately stopped coughing, reached out and quickly took the water glass from Xie Chen's hand, and gulped down the rest of the water in one go.
"Brother is so obedient." Xie Chen smiled, took the empty cup, and got up to put it on the table.
Seeing him put the cup away, Su Yan silently grabbed the pillow beside him, intending to secretly throw it at him.
But he overestimated his current physical condition. He raised his arm, but before he could throw the pillow, he strained it again. The pain made him let go, and the pillow fell and hit him on the head.
Xie Chen turned around and saw Su Yan throwing a pillow at him. He quickly ran over and said, "Brother, what are you doing? If you're angry, take it out on me. Don't make things difficult for yourself."
"Damn it..." Su Yan wanted to cry. He wasn't going to make things difficult for himself. He hadn't even managed to throw it away.
"Yes, yes, yes, damn it, I'm a little bastard. Brother can hit me or scold me however he wants, but brother must not make things difficult for himself, okay?" Xie Chen advised.
"..." Su Yan gave up struggling and lay down on the bed, "Massage my back, it hurts like hell."
"Okay, okay." Xie Chen immediately sat cross-legged on the bed and began massaging Su Yan's lower back. "Is the pressure okay, brother?"
"Um……"
"Should I rub this area, brother?"
"Um……"
"And shall I rub this area too, brother?"
"You little bastard, you still have the nerve to say that? Why did you spank me last night?!"
Xie Chen chuckled and said, "Isn't this just too exciting?"
"Shut up!" Su Yan kept his head down, his face flushed so that no one could see it.
Three days passed in the blink of an eye, and Lu Chimo had already mastered both the Mysterious Hidden Needle Technique and the Mysterious Manifestation Needle Technique.
Su Fuliu had already prepared the Baixu grass and several other medicinal herbs and had Bai Yulang take them to brew.
Feng Muting stayed close to Su Fuliu, holding his hand and saying, "Aliu, don't be afraid, I will always be by your side to protect you."
Lu Chimo, standing to the side, said, "Your Highness, please move aside a little. If you're blocking my way, I can't bring myself to use my knife."
Feng Muting was stunned for a moment, then had no choice but to let go of Su Fuliu's hand and stand aside.
Lu Chimo handed the prepared medicine to Su Fuliu: "Young Master Su, please drink this medicine first. Although it won't have a significant effect, it will alleviate the pain as much as it can."
Su Fuliu nodded, then reached out and took the medicine bowl, drinking down all the extremely bitter medicine inside.
Then Lu Chimo handed him the handkerchief: "Bite it down and lie down."
"Hmm." Su Fuliu rolled up the handkerchief, put it in her mouth, and then lay down shirtless.
With a serious expression, Lu Chimo picked up the prepared scalpel and heated it over the candle flame for a long time.
Feng Mutingguang began to feel pain as soon as he saw the willow-leaf knife turn red from the heat.
Su Fuliu took a deep breath and then closed her eyes.
"We're here," Lu Chimo said.
"Hmm..." Su Fuliu tightened her grip on the handkerchief and responded.
Feng Muting clenched his fists tightly, his brows furrowed as he stared intently at Su Fuliu, so nervous he almost forgot to breathe.
With a soft "plop," the scalding hot scalpel sliced through Su Fuliu's right shoulder. In an instant, Su Fuliu was covered in cold sweat.
With his mind highly focused, Lu Chimo used a scalpel to cut open the skin on Su Fuliu's right shoulder, then increased the pressure, cutting through the flesh until the black and white parts were visible to the naked eye.
The white parts are bones, and the black parts are the pipa hooks.
Chapter 383 Fainting
The most painful part wasn't the tearing open of flesh, but the moment Lu Chimo reached in and pulled out the pipa hook.
Su Fuliu's face was deathly pale, a stark contrast to the bright red blood flowing from the wound on his shoulder.
He kept biting the handkerchief tightly, occasionally letting out painful whimpers, and his left hand gripped the mattress tightly, as if he could tear it to shreds at any moment.
Feng Muting seemed to empathize as well, and his eyes reddened.
Lu Chimo dipped his hands into the strong liquor. After a while, he raised his hands, shook them to remove the excess liquor, and then used his liquor-covered hands to reach into the wound.
The spiciness of the liquor instantly aggravated the wound, causing Su Fuliu to tremble in pain. He tilted his head back slightly, the veins on his pale neck clearly visible: "Ugh..."
Feng Muting pursed his lips tightly, his lips turning white, but he didn't let go. He was afraid that if he let go, he would shout out and disturb Lu Chimo's treatment of Su Fuliu.
His already bloodshot eyes were now brimming with tears, and he kept calling out "A-Liu" in his heart.
Lu Chimo's gaze was calm as his hands searched the wound, trying to find the location to untie the pipa hook. The sooner he found it, the less pain Su Fuliu would suffer.
Finally, his fingers hooked the correct position, and then with a little force from both hands, he could pull out the pipa hook.
He glanced at Su Fuliu, whose breath was weakening, frowned, gritted his teeth, reached out and pulled out the pipa hook.
In that instant, Su Fuliu, who had been keeping his eyes closed, suddenly opened them wide. He stiffened his neck and raised his head.
After a few seconds of stiffness, as if all his strength had been drained, his head fell back onto the pillow, then he tilted to the side and fainted.
"Ah Liu!" Feng Muting could no longer hold back and roared out. The large tears that had been streaming down his face finally broke free and rolled down his cheeks.
He wanted to go and see Su Fuliu, but Lu Chimo took out the pipa hook and continued to treat Su Fuliu's wounds, so he couldn't go.
He could only stand by and watch Su Fuliu faint, his heart aching.
Lu Chimo used catgut to suture the wound on Su Fuliu's right shoulder, then applied a layer of medicine, and finally wrapped the wound with gauze.
After everything was in order, he quickly reached out to check Su Fuliu's pulse to make sure that Su Fuliu was not in any danger.
Seeing that Lu Chimo had stopped, Feng Muting quickly went over and asked, "How is it? Is A-Liu alright?"
Lu Chimo shook his head: "It's nothing serious, he just fainted from the pain."
Feng Muting raised his hand to wipe away his tears, then went over and pulled the handkerchief that Su Fuliu had bitten in her mouth. At this moment, Su Fuliu had no strength left, so the handkerchief was easily pulled out.
Then, he brought a clean handkerchief to wipe Su Fuliu's sweat. Su Fuliu looked like she had just been pulled out of the water, her sweat soaking the bedding.
Standing to the side, Lu Chimo looked at him and said, "This is not even halfway done. There is still the left shoulder to go. After the pipa hook on the left shoulder is removed, we will use internal force to strike his shoulders to destroy the meridians in his shoulders. Then we will take the Hundred Continuation Grass and combine it with the Xuan Yin Needle Technique to reconnect the meridians. Only then will it be more than halfway done."
Feng Muting replied, "Well, Ah Liu has fainted now, do you want to hurry up and continue?"
“No, he has to be awake. If he’s unconscious, I’ll be focused on getting the pipa hook and won’t be able to keep an eye on his pulse. What if we think he’s unconscious but he’s actually dead or something else has happened? If he’s awake, even though it’s painful, at least I’ll know his condition.”
Lu Chimo knew that it would be painful to wait until Su Fuliu was awake before taking action, but for the sake of safety, he had no other choice.
Chapter 384 A Heart Pierced by Ten Thousand Swords
"Alright." Feng Muting looked at the unconscious Su Fuliu with heartache. If Lu Chimo hadn't been there, he would have burst into tears long ago.
“Then, Your Highness, please step aside. I will administer acupuncture to him so that he can wake up sooner. We’ve already gone this far, so let’s end it sooner rather than later,” Lu Chimo said.
"Mm." Feng Muting nodded and stood up to step aside.
Lu Chimo then took out silver needles and began to prick Su Fuliu's body. After several needles were inserted, Su Fuliu was like a drowning person who had been suddenly saved. He finally caught his breath, gasped for air, opened his eyes, and recovered.
Seeing Su Fuliu being tortured in such agony, Feng Muting felt as if his heart had been pierced by a thousand swords.
Su Fuliu was panting heavily. Although the wound on his right shoulder had been stitched up and bandaged, the pain was still there, and the piercing pain kept hitting his head.