bestfiction Chapter 209 Hedgehog
Chapter 209 Hedgehog
Around 3 PM, Long Chuqing came to Qinli Courtyard to administer acupuncture to Xiao Han, as usual.
After administering the acupuncture, Long Chuqing examined Xiao Han's wounds. After looking at them, she nodded in satisfaction: "These wounds on your body have healed quite well after these few days of rest. Do you still feel pain?"
Xiao Han gently shook his head: "It doesn't hurt anymore. It's all thanks to your treatment."
"Although it doesn't hurt anymore, if you can stay at home and rest quietly every day, your injury will definitely heal faster."
"I've been staying at home to recuperate these past few days and haven't gone anywhere!"
Hearing this, Long Chuqing smiled with relief: "That's good. As long as you cooperate with the treatment, you'll recover quickly."
When it was time to remove the needles, Long Chuqing removed all the silver needles from Xiao Han's body. Then, she took a clean silver needle, pricked Xiao Han's fingertip, and took a drop of blood for testing.
After waiting a short while, when the results came out, a hint of surprise flashed in Long Chuqing's eyes. He discovered that the Gu poison in his body had been almost completely cleared.
"The treatment is remarkably effective." Long Chuqing looked at Xiao Han and slowly said, "Most of the toxins in your body have now been eliminated. Only a trace amount of toxins remain in your meridians, which will be completely eradicated soon."
"And after today, I can reduce the number of acupuncture sessions I give you. Judging from the current situation, you should be fully recovered in a short time."
"How is it?" she asked with a smile. "Soon you'll be able to say goodbye to acupuncture and bitter medicine. Aren't you happy to hear this news?"
Xiao Han smiled slightly: "Yes, of course I'm happy. This way I won't have to be a sickly person and a hedgehog anymore."
"Hedgehog?" Long Chuqing's gaze fell on Xiao Han again, and then she recalled how he looked when he was covered in silver needles. It did seem to make sense.
She couldn't help but chuckle: "Haha... your description is quite apt. You know what, I've been giving you acupuncture for so long, but I never thought of that before."
Seeing Long Chuqing smile, Xiao Han also laughed: "I just thought of that too. Since I was lying down while getting the acupuncture, the angle I saw was densely packed."
After laughing, I thought back to how he had been either getting injections and taking medicine or getting injured during this period, and he really had been quite unlucky.
"Oh, right, Chu Qing." Xiao Han suddenly remembered something and said, "Don't you like reading monster tales? I recently had someone collect a few for you."
After putting on his clothes, Xiao Han walked to the desk and picked up a few books.
Long Chuqing took the book from Xiao Han and casually flipped through it.
A moment later, she closed the book, looked up at Xiao Han, and said with a slight smile, "Thank you, then I'll head back now."
After saying that, Long Chuqing quickly walked towards the door.
Xiao Han had intended to invite her to have dinner with him, but she ran off too quickly.
"Achoo..." As soon as Long Chuqing stepped out of the room, a blast of cold air hit her face, and she couldn't help but shiver.
Holding her books, she couldn't help but think to herself: It's so warm inside, but it's so cold outside!
She looked at Qing Tong standing to the side and asked, "Qing Tong, aren't you cold standing here like this?"
"It's alright! It's not very cold today," Qing Tong replied. "Maybe it's because I'm wearing a lot of layers today!"
Long Chuqing rubbed her arms together, feeling her hands and feet getting cold after just standing outside for a short while.
She looked up into the distance. The setting sun had faded, and the sky was still tinged with a dim yellow light. It wasn't even completely night yet! Why was it so cold? And there wasn't even a breeze.
"Well, I'll head back now." After saying this to Qing Tong, Long Chuqing quickly walked towards Qiushui Pavilion.
Even from the short distance of returning from Qinli Courtyard to Qiushui Pavilion, Long Chuqing felt an unusual chill throughout her body.
After returning to the living room, she quickly poured herself a cup of hot tea and drank it.
"Miss, please don't drink tea." Just then, Granny Lin came in from outside carrying food and saw her drinking tea, so she spoke up to stop her.
"Dinner is ready. There's fish soup tonight, so we'll have soup later."
Long Chuqing put down her teacup: "I just feel a bit cold and want to drink something hot."
Granny Lin placed the food on the table, turned to look at her, and said, "Then drink more fish soup later to warm yourself up and you won't be cold."
Long Chuqing nodded: "Okay."
“Of course it’s cold. Today is the fifteenth, and you’re only just realizing it?” Feng Yu said.
Long Chuqing's eyes widened instantly, then she frowned: "Ah... is today the fifteenth? I... I actually forgot."
"Yes! Qingqing, how could you forget that?" Feifeng said with slight surprise, "But it's strange, you didn't seem to have any symptoms of discomfort during the day today."
“Yes!” Long Chuqing also felt a little puzzled. Based on the previous two times, she should have started to feel weak in the morning, and at the latest, she would feel unwell in the afternoon.
"Because I didn't feel unwell during the day, I didn't pay attention to what day it was. I thought it was tomorrow! Why didn't you two remind me!"
“We thought you knew,” Fei Feng and Feng Yu said in unison.
After Ziguang brought the bowls and chopsticks, Long Chuqing hurriedly ate her dinner, then took a hot bath and ran back upstairs early.
She wrapped herself tightly in the quilt, sat cross-legged on the bed, her eyes closed, and used her inner strength to resist the invasion of the cold.
At the same time, the phoenix and its feathers covered her body to help her resist some of the cold.
As night deepened and the hour of Hai (9-11 PM) passed, all was quiet except for a bright, clear moon hanging high in the night sky, casting its cool light to illuminate the dark earth.
At this quiet hour of the night, most people are probably already fast asleep, but Long Chuqing is unable to sleep because of the cold.
Inside the room, only a faint candlelight flickered, and in this dim light, one could vaguely see Long Chuqing's cross-legged figure reflected on the wall beside the bed.
Upon closer inspection, one could discern from the indistinct shadow on the wall that a pair of dragon horns were faintly emerging on her forehead.
Beneath the blankets and nightgown that covered her, dragon scales began to appear, faintly, on her skin.
While this effectively resists the invasion of cold air, it also means that she will soon be unable to maintain her human form.
Once fully restored to dragon form, judging from his current weakened physical condition, it will take at least a day to regain human form.
Thinking of this, Long Chuqing frowned, pondering to herself: If I really turn back into a dragon, what should I do tomorrow? Do I have to leave the palace overnight again, like before?