Xia Zhiyi will arrive very quickly.
It was faster than Fu Chi had anticipated.
But before that...
Old Master Fu looked at Xia Zhiyi with a puzzled expression for a moment, then his face lit up with surprise. "Oh my! You must be Xiao Xia! Xiao Xia, have you come to visit Fu Chi?"
As he spoke, the old man reached out and patted Fu Chi's shoulder, a hint of disapproval in his eyes. "Why didn't you tell me Xiao Xia was coming sooner?"
Fu Chi: "..."
He was about to speak.
I just didn't expect Xia Zhiyi arrive so quickly, so I didn't have a chance to say anything.
but...
Fu Chi looked at Xia Zhiyi, his gaze lingering for a moment on the silver needle at Xia Zhiyi's fingertip, and asked, "What is this?"
After Xia Zhiyi politely greeted Old Master Fu, she answered Fu Chi's question, "Oh, I was thinking that since I'm already here, I didn't have time to prepare a gift. I couldn't come empty-handed. And you're not sick, are you?"
Xia Zhiyi smiled, revealing two small tiger teeth. "As long as it's not a terminal illness, I'll give you a couple of acupuncture treatments. Even if it doesn't work, it can at least alleviate your symptoms. Consider it a small gift."
Old Master Fu: "... Wait, this, a little something to say when we meet?"
Xia Zhiyi glanced at Old Master Fu, and after a few seconds, seemed to understand something. She smiled and explained, "Ah, Uncle, don't worry. I practice martial arts and know the importance of acupoints. I won't hurt you."
After thinking for a few seconds, he tilted his head and said, "Or, Uncle, if you're not comfortable with that, I can give you a couple of acupuncture needles to try first?"
Old Master Fu: "..."
Ten minutes later, Old Master Fu lay on the sofa, hesitantly asking, "Is it done?"
Xia Zhiyi sat down beside him, holding a cup of hot tea, and said with a smile, "It'll be a few more minutes, Uncle. Don't you feel your back getting hot?"
Old Master Fu: "A little."
Xia Zhiyi: "That's right."
Fu Chi sat to the side, silently watching this scene.
Noticing his gaze, Xia Zhiyi slightly, met his eyes for a few seconds, and then gave him a bright smile.
Fu Chi's lips moved slightly, his thin lips pursed, as if he were smiling as well.
Xia Zhiyi's eyes widened slightly, then her smile grew even brighter. She glanced at the coffee table and reached out to give him a... jujube.
Fu Chi looked at the dates handed to him, then at Xia Zhiyi, and reached out to take them.
Xia Zhiyi: "Supplementing nutrition is good for the body."
Fu Chi nodded slowly. Although there was no particular expression on his face, he seemed inexplicably well-behaved to the nanny who was secretly watching the scene.
Old Master Fu tried to turn his head to see what was happening behind him, but the boy stopped him with his hand.
Xia Zhiyi said from behind Old Master Fu, "Uncle, it's best not to twist your neck in this position, it's easy to get a cramp."
Old Master Fu: "Ah, oh, oh."
A few minutes later, Xia Zhiyi removed the needles from the old man's back, massaged it a few times, and watched as the Old Master Fu stood up refreshed and moved his limbs. She smiled and asked, "Uncle, how are you feeling now?"
Old Master Fu smiled broadly, quite pleased. "Amazing! I feel like I've become several years younger!"
It's not usually that noticeable, but compared to just ten minutes ago, the difference is quite obvious now.
One person is carrying over ten kilograms of weight everywhere, while the other is completely relaxed. Isn't the contrast obvious?
Even my sore neck felt instantly healed, and I felt incredibly comfortable. While I can't say that my long-standing ailment was cured all at once, the discomfort and stiffness were greatly reduced.
Old Master Fu gave Xia Zhiyi a thumbs up. "Amazing! A miracle doctor!"
Xia Zhiyi: "Being a miracle doctor is an exaggeration."
Fu Chi silently stood up. "Dad, I'll take him back to his room then."
Old Master Fu was still wanting to discuss his amazing skill with Xia Zhiyi when he heard this, and he became unhappy. "Why go back to your room? I don't mind you. It was just acupuncture, right? We'll do it in the living room..."
Fu Chi remained silent, glanced at Xia Zhiyi, and after a while, reached out and took Xia Zhiyi's hand.
The man's body temperature is slightly elevated, probably due to a fever.
When Xia Zhiyi's wrist was grasped, the temperature difference made the sensation particularly noticeable; she even felt as if she were being burned by the other person's body heat.
Fu Chi didn't argue with Old Master Fu, and instead took Xia Zhiyi upstairs.
Old Master Fu: "You brat!"
However, he didn't stop him.
Following Fu Chi's lead, Xia Zhiyi was led by the hand to Fu Chi's bedroom. After entering, he thought that the other party would let go, but he didn't expect that he would keep holding him until he led him to a table, pulled out a chair for him to sit down, and then let go of his hand.
Although she had let go of his hand, the warmth of that other person seemed to linger on her wrist. Xia Zhiyi wanted to reach out and rub her wrist, but stopped before doing so, and asked casually, "Why are you going back to your room? I wanted to chat with your dad for a bit."
Fu Chi turned to look at his room, making sure it was as clean and tidy as ever. He relaxed slightly and said to Xia Zhiyi, "You have things to do tomorrow."
Xia Zhiyi blinked. "Hmm? So?"
Fu Chi was quiet for a moment, then slowly said, "You should get some rest."
Xia Zhiyi: "..."
Xia Zhiyi thought for a few seconds and sorted out the logic behind it.
Well, he needs to get up early tomorrow, so he needs to rest early and can't chat with Old Master Fu any longer?
but...
Xia Zhiyi: "Are you inviting me to sleep with you?"
Fu Chi: "..."
Fu Chi's pupils contracted slightly.
Xia Zhiyi's words were just a joke. After she finished speaking, Fu Chi didn't immediately respond. He didn't seem embarrassed at all. He stood up from his chair, casually looked around, and said to Fu Chi, "Okay, you can take your clothes off now."
Fu Chi:...!!!
Xia Zhiyi he didn't move, blinked, and asked, "What's wrong?"
He paused for a moment, then checked the room temperature. He was certain that the room had taken Fu Chi's illness into account; the central air conditioning wasn't blowing cold air in this direction, so the room temperature wasn't low.
Fu Chi: "... Isn't this a bit inappropriate?"
Xia Zhiyi: "What's not good?"
Fu Chi: "Although... it's a bit too fast."
Xia Zhiyi: "Huh?"
Fu Chi: "... If you insist on doing it this way, we should at least define our relationship first."
Xia Zhiyi: "..."
Xia Zhiyi finally realized what was happening.
Xia Zhiyi was greatly shocked.
Xia Zhiyi: "That's not what I meant. I meant... I'm going to give you acupuncture, so you'll need to take off your shirt for easier access."
Fu Chi: "..."
A few seconds later, Xia Zhiyi looked at the still expressionless man, her gaze shifting slightly to his bright red ears, wondering if the room temperature was a bit too high.
Xia Zhiyi: "Um..."
Fu Chi: "I'm sorry."
Fu Chi took a deep breath and said, "I was just talking nonsense, I didn't mean it... wait, I didn't mean any harm... I'm sorry."
Xia Zhiyi: "... Pfft."