At the beginning, Gu Xinzhou could still hold on.
But the further it went on, the more she felt worse than death!
Her jaw was tightly clenched on the blanket, her face pale, and her whole body as if fished out of water, covered in cold sweat!
Shen Shiqing feared she couldn't endure it, so he sat by her side, talking to her to distract her.
He came over from the children's room, carrying a basin and a towel, wiping the sweat off Gu Xinzhou's face. He then rinsed the towel in the basin, wrung it dry, and wiped her forehead with it again.
Shen Shiqing's voice was like a spring breeze, with a certain magnetism.
Gu Xinzhou was in extreme pain, knowing the needles had to remain in her legs for half an hour.
And during this half hour, every second was an excruciating torment!
This was just the first round of treatment.
Because after half an hour, the needles would be removed, then after a ten-minute rest, she would have to go through another round!
