Zhang Fan, after taking in the scenery, used his Bone Separation Hand to knead.
Ye Yanran hugged her pillow, burying her head deeply into it. Even though Zhang Fan had kneaded her before, her mother was watching this time.
"Xiaofan, I didn't expect your technique to be so skilled," Qin Shuang commended from the side, her beautiful eyes shining. Was this the healing technique for Ye Yanran?
Half an hour later, Zhang Fan stood up and clapped his hands, "Alright, a few more sessions, and it should be about right."
Qin Shuang immediately stood up, hastily saying, "Thank you for your hard work, Xiaofan."
Zhang Fan chuckled, "Not at all, not at all."
Seeing Qin Shuang's approving gaze, Zhang Fan felt secretly pleased. To sort out Ye Yanran like this in front of his mother-in-law felt pretty good.
Ye Yanran got up, clutching the pillow and rushed straight into the bathroom, her face almost dripping blood.
