Suddenly, Mo Huasong's eyes shot open: "It's the 25th of the lunar month today, her Divine Yin Meridian is going to act up again."
Mu Fanxuan's face became increasingly pale, her face had been twitching a moment ago, and now her whole body was convulsing, the pain she was experiencing was simply indescribable.
Mo Huasong didn't know why, but seeing Mu Fanxuan in such pain seemed to touch something soft in his heart.
He walked over to Mu Fanxuan, intending to check on her condition, only to be met with her hysterical scream: "Mo Huasong, get out."
Mu Fanxuan's hands were clenched tightly in pain, her veins stood out against her porcelain skin, her eyes were red, indicating how unbearable the pain was.
Mu Fanxuan didn't want Mo Huasong to see her in her worst state, else he would mock her for being weak and continue to say that she was brainless.
Seeing Mu Fanxuan's stubbornness, Mo Huasong sighed inwardly: "Why are you so tough? Cry out when you need to, cry when you should."
