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Director Wangs' expression was extremely unsightly upon hearing Song Ning's words.

At the same time, Song Ning walked to Yin Jian's bedside.

Yin Jian's eyes were bloodshot. When he saw Song Ning walking over, he beamed and asked, "Did my aunt bring you here? Did she tell you I'm very wealthy? As long as you stay with me, I can give you a lot of money! I…"

Yin Jian suddenly let out a cry before he could finish his sentence.

Song Ning's silver needle had accurately pierced the acupuncture point at the back of Yin Jian's hand. Then, she asked calmly, "Does it hurt?"

Yin Jian looked at the needle in horror. He lost feeling in half of his body, causing the lewd thoughts in his mind to disappear immediately.

Song Ning continued to insert another three needles into the back of Yin Jian's hand.

Yin Jian looked at Song Ning fearfully, too afraid to speak.

Song Ning sneered and said, "Put away your dirty thoughts. Although it's partly due to the effect of the fragrance, it's mostly due to your personality and lack of self-control."

Director Wang truly admired Song Ning at this moment. She quickly stepped forward and helped Song Ning to insert the needles.

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Yin Jia lay on the bed, very still. After pondering on Song Ning's words, he suddenly cried out, "It must be that bast*rd Yin Zheng who harmed me! It must be him! I'm going to make him pay for this! Aunty, let me get up! I need to make him pay for this! That son of a b*tch!"

Director Wang patted Yin Jian's head and said, "Stop it."

Yin Jian slowly calmed down. After a moment, he looked at Song Ning and said, "This doctor is very beautiful. I didn't expect her to be so skilled. Aunty, does she have a boyfriend?"

Before Director Wang could reply, Song Ning showed Yin Jian the needle in her hands as she said, "It's not important whether I have a boyfriend or not. What's important is that you should remember I can make sure that you'll never become someone else's boyfriend…"

Yin Jia's body stiffened immediately.

Director Wang was both angry and amused. She said to Yin Jian, "Enough. Do you feel better now?"

Yin Jian replied immediately, "This young doctor is really amazing! I feel much better! What did you do?"

Song Ning continued to insert the needle as she said calmly, "It's nothing."

After Song Ning was done, she studied Yin Jian for a moment before she said to Director Wang, "Alright. Let's go and see the other patient."

Director Wang hurriedly said, "Alright, alright. Let's go."

Upon hearing this, Yin Jian became anxious immediately. He said, slightly agitated, "No, no, no. I feel really terrible! This is bad. Aunty, you can't leave. You can't go and see that bast*rd!"

Director Wang only glared at Yin Jian, not intending to pay him any attention.

Song Ning adjusted one of the needles on Yin Jian's body as she asked casually, "I heard that the other patient is your cousin. Why does it sound like there's a deep grudge between both of you?"

Upon hearing this, Yin Jian grew abnormally agitated as he said, "A deep grudge between us? Let me tell you, Pretty doctor. That son of a b*tch and I are destined to be enemies since we were born! In our previous lives, we were likely enemies as well. Either I killed his child or he slept with my wife in our previous lives, giving birth to a hatred so deep that it transcends lives! In short, we're enemies, and we won't rest until one of us is dead!"

Song Ning was not surprised by Yin Jian's intense reaction. She looked at Director Wang and said, "Senior sister, have a look at his liver and gallbladder meridians. Something's amiss. His mood changed too abruptly."

Director Wang nodded. "It's not just today. He's been very irritable recently. I didn't think too much of it before. If it weren't for the discovery of the Ylang-ylang, I really wouldn't have thought so much."

Song Ning nodded as well before she said, "From the looks of it, this isn't the first time the Ylang-ylang has been brought into the room. Moreover, it's likely not the only thing causing harm. I'm afraid you'll have to ask someone to check his utensils as well. It's really hard to guard against this kind of thing. If this continues, his life will be in danger. Senior sister, why don't you explain it to their family? Otherwise, it'll look like we can't cure his illness."