The Transmigrated Canon Fodder Overthrows the Male Protagonist (427-560) (MTL)

485. Ex-husband, you dropped your manuscript (59)

Zhou Min needs Yan Shaokai's complete trust in herself before she can give her the needle. Otherwise, Yan Shaokai has a little doubt about her. When the needle is given, the aura and medicine wrapped around the needle will drive the body's natural pain even more. The nightmare that I don't want to remember in the deepest place makes people feel restless and anxious.

Once people feel restless and anxious, they will subconsciously protect themselves and resist. Then, the aura and medicine will be eaten back to them.

At that time, she was controlling the aura and medicine around her, and she had no extra power to protect Yan Shaokai and herself.

"Zhou Min, what is your purpose?" Yan Shaokai looked at the woman in front of him, really couldn't understand her at all. The stubbornness and seriousness in her eyes were so hot that he couldn't look directly at him.

"Purpose? After I cure you, can you help me fulfill a wish?" Zhou Min smiled.

"That's it?" Yan Shaokai was a little surprised, but a trace of disappointment flashed in his heart, but he felt a lot more relieved. He never believed in good for no reason. Even knowing that she secretly liked him could not dispel the thorough doubts in his heart. . All payments have costs and demands.

How could she be an exception?

Yan Shaokai looked at Zhou Min, his eyes gradually became cold, and sneered, "Okay, I promise you. How do you want me to cooperate with you?"

Zhou Min breathed a sigh of relief and told him the possible reaction of the body after the needle was put in, and asked Yan Shaokai whether he could resist it or not. There should be no rejection in his heart, and he must give it to himself and believe in himself.

Zhou Min knew that Yan Shaokai had given her a profitable name according to his own ideas, but these were not important.

Zhou Min continued to stretch out his hand and stripped Yan Shaokai's shirt. This time, Yan Shaokai did not stop, but closed his eyes and let Zhou Min act recklessly.

Zhou Min took off Yan Shaokai's clothes, sat opposite him, took off the needle bag from his waist, and spread it on the ground. When he swept the needle bag with his right hand, his fingertips were already carrying meager aura, and he waved it away. Between the five fingers, two silver needles glowing in the moonlight have been firmly between the fingers.

Staring at Yan Shaokai's chest full of new injuries and old injuries, his eyes suddenly changed and were rarely sharp, "Yan Shaokai, I took action. Even if it hurts, even if I feel uncomfortable, don't reject it. Trust me, please give You absolutely and 100% trust me."

Absolutely, 100%? !

Yan Shaokai's heart trembled, saying it was easy, but would he have such an absolute word and absolute trust?

When Yan Shaokai was deflating his stomach, Zhou Min had already given the needle.

The technique is fast and accurate. When each needle tip penetrates into Yan Shaokai's body, there is a transparent and rare aura. When every aura gathers from all directions, it seems to be consciously swept. The tiny flowers hidden among the green leaves brought a little light green wrapped around the tip of the needle.

With the penetration of the needle, the light green mixed with aura also entered Yan Shaokai's eight channels of odd meridians.

The pain of quenching the bones and dividing the menstruation, the pain of removing the flesh and scraping the bones, the coldness of the heart, the whole person seems to be wrapped in endless darkness in an instant, and the breathless suffocation makes Yan Shaokai who thinks he has tasted all the torture in the world I once again tasted the helplessness and fear of being thrown into that mercenary world for the first time as a child. He could endure the pain in his body, but he didn't know why the anxiety and helplessness magnified infinitely caused him to almost collapse.