After this needle was administered, Lou Yuanqing collapsed softly.
The follower frowned as he watched him, whispering, "So smooth tonight? Did Zhang Xiaoying do something during the day?"
Zhang Xiaoying: "..."
What a huge blame to place on her, she hadn't done anything all day!
But the next moment, Zhang Xiaoying saw him remove the silver needles.
Then, just like a fan that had been electrified in an instant, Lou Yuanqing's condition was exactly the same as before.
The follower repeatedly inserted and removed the silver needles, and Lou Yuanqing was like a pitiful fish, constantly dying and being revived.
Zhang Xiaoying felt a dull pain in her head just watching it.
So what was the identity of this follower?
During the daytime, he seemed so honest, his presence was so low that even she didn't pay much attention to him, but who would have thought that at night he would treat Lou Yuanqing like a test subject!
