The next morning, Shen Qiang snapped back to his senses and felt infinitely satisfied as Su Xiaonuan snuggled in his arms cooingly, "Don't move, let me sleep for five more minutes."
Enduring the numb sensation coming from his arm that had been pinned down, a slight smile appeared on Shen Qiang's lips.
Yet his thoughts inexplicably shifted to the news he had received last night at Grandma Ding Yuhuan's house.
Zhong Family Medical Hall.
One of the renowned traditional Chinese medicine clinics in Provincial City.
Famous for its Plum Blossom Acupuncture Technique.
Expensive and well-known, appointments are needed, and the location is by the second ring.
If he wasn't mistaken, this Zhong Family Medical Hall must be the foundation of Zhong Yongxi.
"Is he really an impressive scion from a prestigious Family ?"
At seven fifty in the morning.
