Comprehensive film and television: The Queen of Rolls Opens the Roll Again

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Gong Yuanzheng instinctively rushed to the bedroom, took two steps and turned back, looking at Zhang Xueming at a loss: "Zhao Zhao, what should we do now?"

After a pause, he continued, "Anthelmintics will catalyze the hatching of insect eggs and induce adult insects to kill each other, which is similar to the situation when the Heart-Erosion Moon occurs. There is no ink pool here, and brother must be in pain. Cold water with ice can relieve the burning sensation, but, but brother will not want us to see him in such a miserable state..."

"Whether he wants to or not, it's not up to him now." Zhang Xueming was very satisfied with his unquestioning attitude: "Ayuan, go get the set of long needles you prepared for me, and the gown you took away last time."

Gong Yuanzheng was stunned for a moment, then ran away with a red face. Soon, he brought the things back, including a medicine box.

The purple smock had been washed and had a faint fragrance. Zhang Xueming sniffed it and said, "Epiphyllum?"

"Yes, Epiphyllum essential oil." Gong Yuanzheng whispered, "I made it myself and only used a little bit. Does Zhao Zhao like it?"

"I like it. The floral, fruity, cedar and bamboo aromas are also very nice."

"Then I'll do it for Zhao Zhao from now on." Gong Yuanzheng helped her tie the laces, "I'll do it for you all."

"No doubts? Yesterday I said that my brother wouldn't be willing to let himself lose control, and today he swallowed the anthelmintic without saying a word." Zhang Xueming straightened his sleeves.

Gong Shangjiao's behavior is really embarrassing.

She and Gong Yuanzheng even found out the formula of the Heart-Eroding Moon, intending to research a new drug that would not make the person taking it lose consciousness, but Gong Shangjiao suddenly came up with this idea.

If Zhang Xueming had not copied all the books and bamboo slips she had read and stored them in her memory palace when she was looking for the recipe, all her and Gong Yuanzheng’s hard work yesterday would have been in vain.

If someone else did this, Zhang Xueming wouldn't want to pay any attention to him. Let him suffer for six hours and see if he dares to act up again.

"Why should I question this? Zhao Zhao is not wrong. Brother is just like that." Gong Yuanzheng puffed his cheeks and complained a little unhappily, "It's a good thing that brother can think it through and trust us wholeheartedly, but he did this without even saying hello. It's really outrageous."

He thought about Gong Shangjiao's recent behavior and said hesitantly, "Could it be that my brother was not asleep before and came to eavesdrop on our conversation again?"

Gong Yuanzheng looked at Zhang Xueming inquiringly. Zhang Xueming raised his eyebrows but did not comment.

But her attitude has already given Gong Yuanzheng the answer.

Gong Yuanzheng's eyes widened in disbelief: "When did he come?"

Zhang Xueming put on gold-wire gloves and answered irrelevant questions: "You said you were not his most beloved brother, you were not a piece of clothing... He heard it all. I said you were the rare and precious flower he raised, and he left only after hearing that."

Gong Yuanzheng's hope was completely shattered. He stood there in a daze, his face gradually turning red, feeling both ashamed and annoyed.

“How could my brother do this…” He squatted down with his head in his hands, wailing in a low voice.

As soon as the howling stopped, Gong Yuanzheng suddenly raised his head and looked at Zhang Xueming who was checking the needle bag with bright eyes: "Brother didn't stand up to refute Zhao Zhao."

Zhang Xueming smiled and nodded: "How is it, are you happy?"

Gong Yuanzheng nodded vigorously, and little flowers seemed to be floating behind him.

"gone."

The sliding door of the bedroom opened, and the person curled up on the ground stiffened for a moment, gritted his teeth and looked up, with veins bulging on his forehead.

"Get out!" Gong Shangjiao's voice was hoarse and low, and his eyes could no longer focus.

Gong Yuanzheng subconsciously turned around, but Zhang Xueming had already walked in: "Brother, it's me."

He went around, squatted down, and grabbed Gong Shangjiao's cervical vertebrae. He quickly tapped his shoulders and back a few times, and his tense body relaxed.

“No, no need...you, you guys go out, I can..." Gong Shangjiao wanted to struggle again.

"It's too late, brother. Who told you to take the medicine here? Didn't you let me find out on purpose?" Zhang Xueming raised his eyebrows, grinned maliciously, and easily picked the man up. In Gong Yuanzheng's shocked and horrified eyes, he weighed him and said, "It's too light."

She turned and walked towards the bed, and steadily put the man who was gritting his teeth, closing his eyes and not saying a word on the bed. After taking his pulse, she stood up and left the bedside, turning her back to him: "Ayuan, go take off your brother's shirt."

Gong Yuanzheng came back to his senses, hesitated for a moment, looked at Zhang Xueming, then looked at Gong Shangjiao who turned his face away and ignored everyone, and finally walked over.

He didn't know what to say, so he called out "Brother" softly. Seeing that Gong Shangjiao still had his eyes closed and ignored him, he didn't say anything to stop him, so he started to take off Gong Shangjiao's clothes.

Gong Shangjiao's whole body was limp and he couldn't move. Gong Yuanzheng took great effort to take off his shirt: "Alright."

Zhang Xueming didn't turn around: "Let brother remain face down so I can give you the acupuncture."

Gong Yuanzheng turned Gong Shangjiao over with great effort. Looking at his hands, he could not help but start to doubt his life again: his brother looked skinny, but he was actually very heavy. How on earth could Zhao Zhao, with that small body, hold up a man who was 5 feet 4 inches (1.8 meters) tall and weighed more than 5 jin (75 kilograms) horizontally...

Zhang Xueming came over: "Ayuan, the handkerchief."

"Oh." Gong Yuanzheng came back to his senses, pulled out a handkerchief from his waist and handed it over.

Zhang Xueming reached out to take it, but he suddenly withdrew his hand, ran to search the sleeve pocket of Gong Shangjiao's outer robe, found a black handkerchief and handed it to him.

Zhang Xueming glanced at him with amusement, folded a mouse with his handkerchief, and patted Gong Shangjiao on the back: "Come on, brother, bite this, don't break your teeth."

Gong Shangjiao was angry and ashamed, and when he felt something touching his lips, he opened his mouth and bit the handkerchief rat viciously. It can be imagined that if it was a hand, Gong Shangjiao could bite it off.

Zhang Xueming held back his laughter as he pulled his arms over and folded them, using them to support his forehead so that his face could be hidden in his arms.

Her hands, wearing black gold-thread gloves, were imbued with healing energy. She patted and massaged Gong Shangjiao's pale and strong back. She coaxed him like a child: "Don't be nervous, brother. It's not like you haven't had acupuncture before. It will be fine in a while. Relax, okay?"

Gong Yuanzheng was jealous and was stunned for a moment. An incredible thought popped up in his mind: In the past ten years, he really had never seen his brother get acupuncture. No matter if he was injured or sick, he always took medicine. When he mentioned acupuncture, his brother would talk about other things, and he would forget about it... So his brother was afraid of acupuncture! ?

"Ayuan, long needle." Zhang Xueming signaled Gong Yuanzheng to open the needle bag.

This kind of long needle is usually used for deep puncture to treat chronic rheumatism or sciatica. At this moment, Zhang Xueming used it to drive away the tarsal flies and confine them to a small area to prevent them from finding opponents and running to gnaw at Gong Shangjiao's meridians.

"Ayuan, pay attention to my techniques and the acupoints I choose." Zhang Xueming said in a deep voice, explaining to him while inserting the needle.

Gong Yuanzheng looked at the six-inch (20-centimeter) long golden needles, at least two-thirds of which had been inserted into Gong Shangjiao's back. One after another, Gong Shangjiao was pricked like a hedgehog, and his heart tightened.

It is indeed quite scary to watch this. The needle goes in so deep, aren't you afraid of piercing your internal organs?

Oh no, he, he seems a little scared...