The Tycoon Has A Secret Crush On Me
Chapter 1230 - 1153: How Long

Chapter 1230: Chapter 1153: How Long

Doctors always have an approachable demeanor, making people relax and let their guard down instinctively; their warmth draws others closer.

"Okay." Ye Ranran nodded.

"Should the young master step out?" Shen Yuzhe took out the acupuncture kit.

He had previously suggested that Ye Ranran could detox at home, but Jun Mochan was worried she might get suspicious, and he couldn’t bear it, so he brought her here.

Hence, he asked the question.

"No." He decided to stay and watch.

Shen Yuzhe stopped asking him questions, took out a needle, and gestured for Ye Ranran to extend her hand.

Before the needle even touched her arm, she withdrew her hand.

"It’s a reflex." Ye Ranran said with an embarrassed smile.

Shen Yuzhe smiled and nodded, signaling her to stretch out her hand again.

Reluctantly, Ye Ranran extended her hand, and at the moment the needle was about to pierce her skin, she quickly pulled back again.

"Young master, please hold her hand."

"Will it hurt a lot?" Seeing the long needle in Shen Yuzhe’s hand, Jun Mochan also felt a bit scared.

Ye Ranran’s skin was so delicate; surely, the needle would leave a mark and, most importantly, it might hurt terribly.

"You better leave, then. I can’t perform the acupuncture with you here," Shen Yuzhe started to believe what Jun Mochan had said.

Trying to make Ye Ranran quit drugs at home might only deepen her addiction.

"Ranran, stay here and get well. Our son and I will wait for you at home." Before leaving, Jun Mochan encouraged Ye Ranran.

Ye Ranran nodded; for him and their son, she would try her best to get better.

"Doctor, what illness do I have?" Ye Ranran asked.

"Postpartum infection," Shen Yuzhe followed Jun Mochan’s instruction not to reveal the truth and made up a name.

"Is it serious?"

"Of course it’s serious. If we don’t control the virus, it will spread throughout your body, your organs will fail, and you will die—how’s that for serious?"

Ye Ranran nodded: "It is indeed very serious, so go ahead."

She closed her eyes as if resigned to her fate.

However, Shen Yuzhe was not so sure of her resolve anymore; he grabbed her wrist with one hand and aimed at the acupoint with the other, then he pierced the needle.

It hurt—Ye Ranran sharply inhaled.

"It hurts a bit, just endure it, it will be over soon," Shen Yuzhe said as he took another needle.

Ye Ranran opened her eyes only to see that frightening scene and almost ran away in fear: "More?"

"Yes, I have to cover both of your hands." Shen Yuzhe targeted another acupoint and pierced again.

Ye Ranran’s teeth chattered in pain.

"Endure it, think about your husband, then think of your child," Shen Yuzhe picked up a third needle.

Ye Ranran nodded and closed her eyes again: "Call me when it’s done."

The sight was simply too gruesome; she couldn’t bear to look.

After both of Ye Ranran’s hands were densely covered with needles, Jun Mochan came back.

He couldn’t put his mind at ease and had returned to check on her.

When he saw the brutal scene, he reassured himself that not coming earlier was the right decision.

Ye Ranran gave him a very mournful look—previously not showing up, and now coming for what? She wished he would leave her alone!

Jun Mochan took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat from Ye Ranran’s forehead: "How are you feeling?"

"I’m covered in sweat—what do you think I feel?" Besides pain, what else did he think she could feel?

"Just endure it, it’ll be over soon," Jun Mochan comforted her.

Everyone kept saying that, yet Shen Yuzhe hadn’t told her how long it would take.

"How long will this take?" Jun Mochan asked for Ye Ranran.