The private treasure of the president of the wealthy family Ⅰ

Chapter 591 Seven Candles

Chapter 591 Seventy Candles In this world, if you create and experience with your heart, you will find that many things in life have long been foreshadowed.

Tang Kexin rested outside for a while. After the smell of alcohol dissipated, she silently and cautiously walked into the brightly lit living room. She saw that Boyi had pulled out a mahogany box from the bookcase in front of the living room. It seemed to have a certain history. Looking at Zhuang Haoran suspiciously...

Zhuang Haoran stood aside, looked at her with a slight smile, and said, "Don't be afraid. We just want to help you, but I never thought about taking you over so quickly, without even giving you mental preparation."

"Uh...what the hell are you talking about?" Tang Kexin stood by the door nervously, looking at the two of them.

But Boyi didn't speak. He carried the suitcase and walked upstairs before saying, "Come on."

Zhuang Haoran nodded, then came to Kexin's side, gently supported her waist, and said, "Go up..."

Tang Kexin stood there a little scared, not daring to go up.

Zhuang Haoran looked at her and said with a smile: "Don't you believe me?"

Tang Kexin raised her head, looked at Zhuang Haoran, blinked her eyes heavily, she always felt that something big was going to happen, but she didn't dare to think too much, she just nodded slightly.

"Let's go..." Zhuang Haoran helped Tang Kexin up the stairs, to the living room on the second floor, and then walked outside, a gust of cold wind came, a huge balcony, a wooden shed, lit with medicinal candles everywhere, right in the middle There is a small white bed, which looks a bit cold in the past.

"This is..." Tang Kexin looked at the small bed strangely, leaned against Zhuang Haoran's arms, and asked, "What is this?"

Standing on the other side of the terrace, Boyi coldly opened the box, took out the needle packs from inside, spread them out one by one on the small table beside the bed, and said, "Go in and take a bath before coming out."

"Ah?" Tang Kexin said with more and more doubts: "What happened? Me, what happened to me?"

Zhuang Haoran looked at Tang Kexin with a smile, and said, "Bo Yi is not only an excellent owner of the manor, but also an excellent acupuncture doctor. He has saved many people hundreds of times, even a while ago, there was a deaf-mute guest who also He cured you with acupuncture. He tested you with five glasses of water just now, and you still have iron and zinc. He may have his own judgment in his heart. I told him about you. The knife causes nerve compression, and makes the innate sense of smell lose... You must know that the process of innate failure will also affect your sense of smell in the future... It will actually gradually weaken. I originally came here this time to discuss with him For this matter, I will call you when I set a time."

Tang Kexin looked at Zhuang Haoran in surprise, and even said a little excitedly: "You mean, can my sense of smell be restored?"

Zhuang Haoran looked at her with a smile and said, "Yes. Trust him."

Bo Yi counted the time and had eaten for more than two hours, so he urged: "Let her take a bath."

"Alright..." Zhuang Haoran looked at Tang Kexin and said with a smile, "Go in."

Tang Kexin was still excited, facing the candlelight and looking at Zhuang Haoran, she hesitated to speak.

Zhuang Haoran hugged her lightly, lowered his head and sighed, "It's okay. Go in..."

After Tang Kexin heard this, she had no choice but to turn around, followed Boyi's instructions, and walked into a small room on the terrace. Immediately, a strong smell of medicine wafted over her. She frowned and put her finger between her nose, looking towards the bathroom similar to the spf hall In the middle, there was a wooden oak barrel parked, which was full of her own unknown medicinal materials, and there was a strong smell of medicinal herbs. She felt a little uncomfortable and took a deep breath.

"Cough cough cough..." Zhuang Haoran walked in with a little embarrassment, looked at Tang Kexin and said, "After taking a bath, come out in half an hour, put on underwear and shorts, and come out in a bathrobe, because after a while, You have to...needle the back..."

Tang Kexin looked at him, her face flushed red.

"It's okay..." Zhuang Haoran immediately looked at her reassuringly, and said with a smile, "I'm right next to me, and I will never let you have any problems, don't worry. Bo Yi gives you acupuncture, and he also has pressure. He is just a doctor. There are only acupuncture points in it, nothing else, just relax, huh?"

Tang Kexin looked at him with some scruples, this girl has always been conservative.

"I'm really fine..." Zhuang Haoran suddenly came to her, hugged her in his arms, hugged her lightly, patted her back and said, "Don't worry."

"Hmm..." Tang Kexin actually understood the truth.

"Then I went out?" Zhuang Haoran lowered his head to look at her, cupped his face, and said softly doting.

Tang Kexin raised her head, looked at him, smiled slightly, and said, "Okay."

"Come on!" Zhuang Haoran let go of her lightly, looked at her worriedly, exited the bathroom, and closed the door slowly.

"Why are you nervous?" Boyi unfolded the long-stitched cloth again, with deep eyes, only revealing simple and direct thoughts, and asked slowly: "Could it be that you can't trust me?"

"What about me?" Zhuang Haoran was still a little uncomfortable, so he raised his head to look at him and said, "Do you really want to stab your back?"

Boyi raised his head coldly and looked at him.

Zhuang Haoran had no choice but to bow his head, smiled and kept silent, but saw that Boyi had even taken out the plum blossom needle, which was specially used for bloodletting. When the needle was pierced, the needle spread out, and blood leaked out from inside. He asked suspiciously: "Want...to use this?"

"It depends." At this moment, Boyi raised his head and looked at Zhuang Haoran seriously and asked, "Have you ever slept with her?"

Zhuang Haoran raised his head in embarrassment, looked at him, and said with a laugh, "What do you mean? I... had a relationship with her, and doing acupuncture with you, what effect does it have?"

Looking at his expression, Boyi realized that he had a shameful smile on his face.

"You..." Zhuang Haoran couldn't help laughing and asked, "What are you doing?"

Boyi didn't pay attention to her anymore, he just raised his wrist, glanced at the time on the watch, concentrated for a while, then took off the watch, put it aside, and then lit a few candles...

The wind was strong, and the candlelight was floating.

Zhuang Haoran stood on the edge of the terrace, looking at the endless vineyards, his eyes revealed a deep but fiery light, he never did anything uncertain, but at this moment, he was still a little worried.

Boyi stood calmly beside the small bed, picked up one of the needles, and looked at it under the candlelight. His eyes were very sharp, but he said slowly: "She should recover her sense of smell..."

Zhuang Haoran turned around and looked at him.

"Because her life was originally more exciting than it is now." Boyi and Tang Kexin spent a little time together and said this sentence.

Zhuang Haoran thought about this sentence and remained silent.

The door opened gently.

The two men looked over at the same time.

Tang Kexin was wearing a snow-white nightgown, with a belt tightly wrapped around her waist. Her hair was a little wet, but she was gently tied up with a clip, and a few of them were stuck to her snow-white shoulders. She stood barefoot by the door, so shy that she didn't dare to come over...

Zhuang Haoran took a deep look at her before saying, "Come here."

Hearing these words, Tang Kexin didn't resist, and slowly walked out on the wooden floor, step by step, and moved to the small bed.

Boyi looked at her coldly, not feeling that she was a woman.

Zhuang Haoran's eyes flashed a little smile, seeing Tang Kexin hugging her nightgown shyly, and walking over cautiously, with a pair of small feet lightly stepping between them, so gentle...

"Sit down..." He looked at her and said softly.

Tang Kexin glanced at him, then sat on the small bed that was not too high, blushing a little.

"Lie down..." Zhuang Haoran lightly supported her shoulders with both hands, let her lie down, then looked at her with a gentle smile and said, "Don't be afraid... Acupuncture doesn't hurt."

Tang Kexin was lying on the small bed, looked at Zhuang Haoran, and suddenly said a little coquettishly: "If I die, you send my ashes here next year, I want to eat wild vegetables..."

"..." Zhuang Haoran looked at this person helplessly, and laughed with a pop.

Boyi also looked at her angrily, and said, "If you die, you don't have to bother in the next year, and you can retreat to my vineyard tomorrow."

Tang Kexin didn't dare to make a sound, showing an expression of grievance.

Boyi glanced at her, then didn't speak again, but still stretched out his hand lightly, held her wrist, and felt her fetal pulse...

Tang Kexin turned to look at him in confusion.

Boyi listened carefully to his pulse, his eyes showed a little concentration and coldness.

Seeing his eyes like this, Zhuang Haoran felt a little nervous and looked at him.

After listening to the pulse, Boyi didn't say anything, but just raised his head and glanced at him.

Zhuang Haoran asked nervously with his eyes: "Yes...not yet?"

"No!" After finishing his words lightly, Boyi took out a long needle from the cloth, sat on the prepared stool, and said, "There are seventy candles here, and all of them are sommeliers. There are seventy main smells in the exam. During the acupuncture process, you slowly say the smells you can smell, and you can't miss any of them, understand?"

Tang Kexin looked at him and nodded slightly.

However, at the moment when Boyi said no, Zhuang Haoran suddenly had some strange thoughts, which made him breathe a sigh of relief, as if he was a little bit lost.

Holding a long needle in his hand, Boyi leaned forward lightly, the first needle was about to prick Tang Kexin's Yintang point on her forehead...

Tang Kexin's face wrinkled, a little scared...

"Don't frown, if you are afraid, close your eyes..." Boyi glanced at her and reminded.

Tang Kexin was gasping for breath, she didn't have the courage to close her eyes, she just put her hands on her abdomen, gasping for breath.

Zhuang Haoran sat on the side, leaning on the side of the bed, looking at her distressedly.

Boyi took a look at her, then seriously and seriously needled her Yintang acupoint lightly.

Tang Kexin was startled, she reached out her hand subconsciously, grabbed Zhuang Haoran's hand, and clenched her teeth tightly.

Zhuang Haoran lowered his head, looked at the white little hand on the back of his hand, smiled slightly, held her little hand behind his back, and lightly squeezed her motherless finger with his mother finger...

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