Huo Tingrui glared at Min Yu before looking at his little sister. He had a feeling that she was feeling upset about the hospital bill again, so he said, "But I still feel a little unwell."
Huo Yao shook her leg gently and turned her head to look sideways at him. "Hmm? Unwell? What do you mean?"
"My chest, my head. I feel unwell everywhere!" Huo Tingrui adjusted his spectacles.
What he really meant was that the sight of Min Yu made him unwell. He recalled what a poser Min Yu was and felt that his little sister might pummel him the moment he mentioned this.
"Fine." Huo Yao smiled ambiguously and retrieved a long silver needle from nowhere. "Shall I perform some acupuncture on you?"
Sometimes, people kept trying to test her patience.
Huo Tingrui looked appalled the moment he saw the long slender silver needle. Sure enough, his sister was heartless.
Min Yu cleared his throat.
