After all, in the catering industry, if one didn't have good eyesight, he couldn't even curry favor with such a distinguished customer like Ding Qianlie, let alone offend her.
Seeing that she insisted on not calling an ambulance, Tan Cong didn't dare to make his own decision. He could only pray that the guest would not have an accident in his restaurant with a bitter face. Otherwise, the reputation of the century-old restaurant would be damaged, and he might be sued.
At this moment, in the private room, Shen Muqing was lying naked on the sofa. Ding Ning's hands were flying, and 13 silver needles were inserted into her chest carefully and heavily. The needles trembled slightly, making a buzzing sound like the sound of a sword.
After he broke through the Earth Martial Arts Realm, he was finally able to use the 13th needle of the Nine Ghosts 13-needle Technique. But the more he knew about it, the more he felt the breadth and depth of the Nine Ghosts 13-needle Technique. He realized how shallow and ridiculous his previous idea that 11 needles could completely cure Shen Muqing was.
The Nine Ghosts 13-needle Technique was far from as simple as he thought. The 13 needles only had the form but not the spirit. Only with the Nine Ghosts Moxibustion could it have both the spirit and the form, reverse Yin and Yang, determine life and death, and seize the creation of heaven and earth.
At this moment, he could only be regarded as mastering the One Ghost 13-needle Technique, and he was still far away from the realm of the Nine Ghosts 13-needle Technique.
Shen Muqing practiced the Sutra of Cultivating Spirit and the breathing method, so her life was not in danger. But during this time, she was depressed all day and her mind was not in a good mood. In addition, she was hurt by the scene today. She was desperate and had nothing to live for, so her Qi and blood were not smooth. The meridians in her atrium were stagnant, which made her condition rapidly deteriorate and her heart rapidly fail.
Patients who wanted to die were the most difficult to treat. Even if Ding Ning's medical skills were superb, he could barely save her life without her cooperation, but he couldn't make her completely better.
In other words, even if he saved her now, if she couldn't have the desire to live, she would still die. He had to awaken Shen Muqing's wisdom, untie the knot in her heart, and let her have the desire to live. Only then could he carry out the next treatment for her.
This made Ding Ning angry, anxious, and distressed. "This girl is really troublesome. She has only been well for a few days, but she wants to die."
Using spiritual energy to protect her heart meridian, maintaining her last trace of vitality. Spiritual energy poured into her body as if it was free, unblocking the blocked meridians. Imp was desperately swallowing the impurities and melancholy that had been cleared out to ensure that the meridians were unblocked.
As time went by, mist rose from Ding Ning's body, he was sweating like rain, and his face was as pale as paper. The rapid consumption of Spiritual Qi and Spiritual Energy made him overwhelmed and exhausted.
It was no exaggeration to say that the consumption of treating Shen Muqing was more than that of taking Xiao Nuo back from the hands of the Grim Reaper some time ago. If his cultivation had not just broken through, he was afraid that he would not have been able to hold on.
After all, Shen Muqing's heart was congenital malformation. Whether it was cardiovascular system, blood pressure or heart valve, their working efficiency was not as good as that of ordinary people, so the difficulty of treatment also rose sharply.
This made Ding Ning feel depressed and lucky at the same time. If he had not coincidentally subdued Imp, this time even he was afraid that he would not be able to save her.
Without Imp as a scavenger, he could not help her get rid of the impurities and melancholy that blocked the meridians. Even if the meridians were unblocked, they would be blocked again sooner or later. Once the impurities and melancholy accumulated too much and completely blocked the meridians, he could only watch Shen Muqing die.
To make a simple analogy, these impurities and melancholy were like cancer cells, which would constantly erode normal cell tissues. When the cancer cells had not spread, there was still a possibility of treatment. Once the cancer cells began to spread, there was basically no cure.
The role of Imp was to constantly eat these diseased foreign substances, so that these diseased substances could not erode normal cell tissues.
After a long time, when Ding Ning clenched his teeth and persisted, and the spiritual power in his pubic region was almost exhausted, Shen Muqing's pale face finally had a trace of redness. After her long eyelashes fluttered twice, she slowly opened her eyes.
The first thing reflected in her confused eyes was the face she had been yearning for day and night, but the cheeks that always had a warm smile were now pale and lifeless.
Shen Muqing looked at him in a daze and thought to herself, "Is this a dream? Why is he here? It seems that it is really a dream. Alas! It's good to have you in the dream. I hope I will never wake up from this dream. "
So, she closed her eyes again, but Ding Ning's tired and hoarse voice suddenly came to her ears. "I won't allow you to die. Live well for me." Then she felt a weight on her chest, and a head pressed on it.
"Ding Ning, Ding Ning, how are you?"
How could it be so real? Wasn't this a dream? Shen Muqing subconsciously touched the head lying on her chest. The familiar smell and temperature made her suddenly wake up and open her eyes. Seeing that the man she had been longing for had fainted with his eyes closed, she immediately shouted in panic.
Unfortunately, Ding Ning returned to the state after rescuing Xiao Nuo. His spirit was weak, and his spiritual energy was exhausted. He automatically fell into a deep sleep and could not respond to her words.
Shen Muqing gently stroked his sleeping face, and her vision was gradually blurred by tears. She knew that this man saved her again.
Regardless of her nakedness, she carefully lifted Ding Ning's head, hurriedly put on her clothes, and shouted, "Help! Help!"
When Ding Ning woke up, it was already the next night. The white and plain walls were filled with the smell of disinfectant, which let him know that he was hospitalized again.
He was sore all over as if he had been beaten violently. He sat up with difficulty, only to find that there was a woman lying on the bed. Her black hair was scattered, and she was sleeping soundly.
Perhaps his movement alarmed the person beside the bed. The woman rubbed her sleepy eyes and said in surprise, "Brother, are you awake?"
"Uh, sister, why are you sleeping here?"
Ding Ning asked in surprise when he saw Ding Qianlie's dark circles and tired face.
"You have fainted for a day and a night. If you don't wake up, how dare I leave? By the way, you are a doctor. How could you make yourself faint while treating a patient? Fortunately, the doctor said that you are fine, but you are a little exhausted."
Ding Qianlie stretched lazily and yawned. With tears in her red phoenix eyes, she kept complaining, but the worry and care in her words warmed Ding Ning's heart, just like the warm feeling of a mother constantly nagging in his ear.
Seeing Ding Ning looking at her stupidly without speaking, Ding Qianlie said with an unnatural expression, "Are you hungry? I'll get you something to eat."
Ding Ning was excited and suddenly reached out to hold her hand. "Sister, I'm not hungry. You should rest for a while."
Ding Qianlie's body stiffened, and an imperceptible blush flashed across her face. She muttered, "I want to rest, but I need a place."
"Go to bed and lie for a while. I've been lying for so long that I feel rusty all over. I need to get out of bed and exercise."
Ding Ning took Ding Qianlie's hand and pulled her to bed. When he was about to get out of bed, he felt dizzy and almost fell down.
Ding Qianlie held him in her arms and said evasively, "You haven't recovered yet, so let's lie together for a while."
"I …"
Ding Ning's heart skipped a beat, and he looked at Ding Qianlie strangely.
Ding Qianlie blushed slightly, turned her head, and said insincerely, "I'm your sister. I'm not afraid, so why are you afraid?"
"Uh, okay!"
Ding Ning felt her drumming heartbeat and always felt that it was inappropriate, but she had said so. If he continued to be pretentious, it would seem that he had a guilty conscience.
They lay side by side on the bed. Ding Ning moved his lips and wanted to say something, but he didn't know where to start. He felt that although they had recognized each other, they hadn't seen each other for more than 20 years, so he was a little embarrassed to lie together at this moment. After all, his sister was a great beauty at the same level as Shen Muqing, and her figure was extremely hot.
In particular, the hospital bed was not big, so it was inevitable for them to have body contact when they were crammed together. The soft touch and the faint body fragrance came to his nose, making him a little restless. He secretly cursed himself for being a beast and even had an improper thought about his sister. He quickly calmed down and concentrated on running the Heart Sutra of Bodhi to practice.
Ding Qianlie's whole body was tense, and her back was facing Ding Ning. Although she slept with her clothes on, she was still very nervous. She knew that Ding Ning had no blood relationship with her, not to mention that they had been intimate before.
At this moment, she recalled the charming scene that day. Although it was to save people, the feeling of the integration of soul and body made her recollect it for a long time, and a strange emotion arose in her heart.
Feeling the strong masculine breath behind her, Ding Qianlie's heart was beating fast. She bit her cherry lips lightly, and her previous sleepiness was swept away. Her beautiful eyes were shining, and she was worried that Ding Ning would do something improper to her, but she also faintly looked forward to it.
She thought in a mess, "If he can't help being beastly and wants to do something to me, should I refuse? Or should I give in halfway?
No, it's impossible. He doesn't know that I'm not his biological sister, so how could he do those beastly things to me? "Thinking of this, Ding Qianlie felt a little lost in her heart.
She was already 25 years old, and her body was ripe. It would be better if she hadn't experienced sex, but after experiencing that wonderful feeling, she had tasted it and yearned for it, and she also had a strong desire.
She had always been dismissive of men, but during this time, she often had those shameless dreams. The man in the dream was now lying beside her, but she couldn't do it with him. How could she not feel melancholy?
Her mind was in a mess. She tossed and turned, and her heart was in a mess. After a long time, her eyelids became heavy, and she fell asleep.
She had a very erotic dream. In the dream, she and Ding Ning relived their old dreams, which made her soul go to heaven again and again, and she was extremely happy.
When the morning sun shone in the ward, Ding Ning vaguely felt that he was holding a soft and delicate body in his arms. His muddled brain hadn't reacted yet, and he subconsciously thought it was Luoxue.
Thus, his big hands lifted up his clothes without hesitation and climbed up the proud peaks with ease. He could not bear to part with them.
Ding Qianlie froze, her brain roared, and her face blushed. She had been awake for a while, but she found that she was in Ding Ning's arms. His thighs were still pressed on her waist, so she didn't dare to move and could only close her eyes to take a nap.
She wanted to get up quickly when he turned over, but she didn't expect that he would be so unscrupulous and occupy her high ground. The shame of being played with by others made her feel extremely ashamed.
Hey, when did Luoxue's breasts become bigger? No, no, this is not Luoxue's. Then who is it? Could it be … Oh, my God, this is my sister.
Ding Ning shivered all over, withdrew his hand, and hurriedly opened his eyes. What appeared in his sight was Ding Qianlie's slightly trembling long eyelashes and blushing cheeks.
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