After hearing Xiao Lei's reassurance, Song Fan finally relaxed. Her nerves had been stretched to the limit, relying on her sixth sense to dodge bullets.
However, this approach was highly exhausting, and she now felt an intense headache. She sat on the sofa trying to control herself.
If only she had a golden needle on hand, she could administer a few self-relieving stitches.
Gu Chen noticed her pain. Despite Song Fan not displaying much discomfort, he had been tormented by headaches for so long, so he knew the extent of her pain.
He walked over to support Song Fan's shoulder and guided her to sit down. Song Fan, currently preoccupied, wasn't sure what Gu Chen was up to but obediently lay down.
Gu Chen placed his hands on her, massaging her acupoints one by one.
Song Fan felt significant relief from her headache and chuckled, "I never expected you to have this skill."
