CHAPTER 142: CHAPTER 142: PRECIOUS DARLING XIE MINGYU

Xie Mingyu was raised delicately since childhood, even more so than a girl.

In addition, he was born with an exceptionally good look, with a handsome yet grand face, an oval face with smooth lines and no angles. A high nose, lips that are neither thin nor thick, eyes like a Chinese classic ink painting.

The lines of his facial features are incredibly gentle, his pupils as dark as ink, so deep that they seem to draw you in at a glance.

Beneath his beautiful double eyelids are long and thick eyelashes, which do not make him appear feminine; instead, they complement the depth of his eyes. When he lowers his eyes, it resembles a falling beautiful black phoenix feather, carrying a sense of fragility that is incredibly heart-touching.

Xie Mingyu, as a whole, seems like an ethereal being stepped out from an ancient figure painting, carrying an elusive presence that seems ready to vanish at any moment.

No wonder Old Sir Xie cherishes him like a treasure, and everyone in the Xie Family dotes on him.

Some people, from the moment they’re born, simply win everyone’s love with their face alone.

Xie Mingyu is that kind of person.

"What are you causing trouble for now?"

Ningwan entered, looking at the angry Xie Mingyu lying on the bed.

Xie Mingyu turned around, his deep, black eyes looking at her.

Ningwan sighed.

This mischievous child, he’s simply too good-looking. With features so delicate, like a glutinous rice Tuanzi, even she couldn’t bring herself to blame him.

Therefore, it’s no wonder that his family adores him so much.

"Alright, I promise you, after today’s acupuncture, I’ll remove the veil and let you see my face. Don’t make a fuss, you’re taking medicine now, and getting angry is the worst thing to do. It will affect the effectiveness of the medication."

"You said the same thing last time." Xie Mingyu said softly, his eyes full of grievance.

Ningwan raised her hand, swearing: "This time, I will definitely keep my word."

"Alright, I’ll trust you once more," Xie Mingyu said generously.

Ningwan chuckled softly, "Our little Mingyu is really obedient."

"Don’t call me Little Mingyu, you’re probably not even older than me," Xie Mingyu frowned displeasedly.

His picturesque eyebrows furrowing slightly, even when he’s angry, he looks beautiful.

Ningwan said, "How could that be possible? I’ve been treating your illness for more than ten years, how could I not be older than you?"

"I don’t believe it."

"Believe what you want, first take off your clothes, I need to perform acupuncture." Ningwan opened the medicine box.

Xie Mingyu obediently took off his clothes, leaving only a pair of shorts.

Actually, the first time, he was very shy.

He thought it would be an old lady, but was caught off guard by a young lady.

Undressing in front of a young lady, his entire body resisted.

But Ningwan said, for acupuncture, complete undressing is necessary, and that as a doctor, a physician sees no distinction between genders. If she doesn’t mind, what should he be ashamed of?

How could he still call himself a man?

Xie Mingyu had no choice, with a flushed face and gritted teeth, he took off his clothes, but stubbornly refused to remove his underwear.

Ningwan didn’t press him further.

Xie Mingyu is a patient she and her master have treated for over ten years, collecting various precious Chinese medicines, all refined into medicine sent to this mischievous child.

His bones and flesh are all the result of her and her master’s dedication over the years.

This year, Xie Mingyu turned twenty, becoming an adult, and it’s finally time for his complete transformation.

Acupuncture sessions lasted three months.

Once every half month, six times in total.

Each acupuncture session equated to a transformation, the pain was enough to take half a life away.

After each session, Xie Mingyu needed to lie down for half a month to gain the strength for the next session.

Ningwan wasn’t in much better shape either, with nine hundred and ninety-nine silver needles puncturing every meridian in his body.

Not a single mistake could be made, and the order could not be reversed.

The acupuncture lasted a whole day, with no chance to eat or drink even a sip of water.

When it finally ended at dusk, she was nearly exhausted.

The servants of the Xie family came in to assist her out.

She needed at least a day of rest before she could gather the strength to return home.

Meanwhile, Xie Mingyu would remain unconscious for three days, and upon waking, relied on nutrient solutions for four more days. The final seven days allowed for normal nutrition, awaiting the next acupuncture.

This was the last time.

Xie Mingyu removed his clothes, biting a towel.

Ningwan asked, "Really no need to tie you up?"

Xie Mingyu shook his head, "I don’t like being tied up, it will injure me."

Ningwan sighed, taking out the silver needles, and inserted the first needle.

Xie Mingyu shuddered in pain, persevering through gritted teeth.

Each needle was a form of torment for him.

Soon, fine beads of sweat appeared on his alabaster skin.

The servant responsible for attending to them hurried to wipe away his sweat gently with the softest cotton cloth.

Yet, as soon as it was wiped off, new sweat beads seeped out.

There was no pause for the whole day.

In the morning it was alright, but by the afternoon, Ningwan’s face became quite pale, utterly drained.

Still, she had to hold on.

Today was the final time; if successful, Xie Mingyu could finally shake off his congenital stubborn illness and the misfortune of early death.

He could lead a normal life, work, marry, and have children.

If well-maintained, reaching seventy or eighty would not be a problem.

"Divine Doctor Bai Zhi."

Finally, with the last needle inserted, Ningwan couldn’t hold on any longer and fainted.

The servant quickly caught her, calling out anxiously.

This time, Xie Mingyu surprisingly didn’t pass out.

Previously, he would faint halfway through, but this time, he endured it all.

"Take her back to rest," Xie Mingyu ordered breathlessly.

The servant nodded.

Two more people came to support Ningwan.

However, just as they were about to leave, Xie Mingyu stopped them.

He asked the servants to bring Ningwan over, reaching out, wanting to remove the veil on her face.

He really wanted to see what she looked like.

She said she was ugly, so ugly that she couldn’t see people.

Actually, he didn’t care if she was very ugly.

After all, he was good-looking, it wouldn’t matter if she was a bit ugly.

However, he just wanted to see what she looked like, to know her appearance.

But just as his hand reached her face, it trembled and withdrew.

"Take her to rest."

After all, she said that once this was over, she would let him see her face.

This little liar, she always said that.

But, he was willing to trust her one more time.

The servants supported Ningwan as they left, and Xie Mingyu finally couldn’t hold on any longer and passed out.

Ningwan woke up, it was already the next day.

She stretched lazily, getting out of bed with a pale complexion.

As soon as she woke, she called a servant to prepare food for her.

She was starving.

She needed to replenish herself well, to restore the lost nutrients, and recover her strength quickly.

"Divine Doctor Bai Zhi, our Old Sir said, once you’ve rested, please go see him, he has something to discuss with you."

The servant delivered the food, smiling warmly at Ningwan.

Ningwan nodded, it was indeed time for a talk.

The master and apprentice had spent more than ten years raising this mischievous child, and now that it’s finally successful.

She should provide a final summary, giving the Xie Family an explanation.