Huo Sijiao panicked.
But Shen Xuanzhi's eyes flickered, unnoticed by anyone. He slowly opened his eyes and looked towards Qiao Xi, who was administering the acupuncture.
Huo Sijiao's heart thumped wildly, finally calming down after much effort.
She felt a bit dejected; he no longer recognized her.
Huo Sijiao sat in the ward for more than ten minutes, then heard Qiao Xi stand up and say, "All right."
She looked at Shen Xuanzhi, "I'll leave the removal of the needles to you. I'll be back at the same time tomorrow."
"Okay, thank you."
Shen Xuanzhi's tone was very flat.
Huo Sijiao thought that there actually was someone even colder and aloof than her brother, with a hint of malevolence about him.
Especially because he was a sickly person, it seemed like he was hiding many secrets, giving people the urge to investigate.
She glanced at him quickly and then immediately looked away.
This time she wasn't noticed.
