Chapter 616: Chapter 616: The Plump Zi Ling_1
"I’ll do it myself!"
Zi Ling glanced at the spot where the Cow Hair Needles had struck, her cheeks turning instantly bright red.
Why did that jerk have to hit there of all places?
Although she was in so much pain that her entire body was nearly convulsing, she still insisted on removing those Cow Hair Needles by herself.
It simply wouldn’t be proper for either Li Qing or that bastard Shisan to do it.
No sooner had she turned over than she sucked in a breath of cold air from the pain and almost passed out.
Because she had been struck with quite a few Cow Hair Needles both front and back, she could only sit sideways, daring not to move an inch.
Otherwise, the needles would either go deeper in front or dig deeper behind.
"You better not move recklessly, if the Cow Hair Needles burrow in completely, they won’t come out. These tiny needles will travel through your bloodstream, and it might be fatal," Li Qing warned hastily.
"If you want to do it yourself, keep this position and start with the needles on this side. Then carefully turn over to pull out the ones on the other side. Don’t make any large movements; a bit too much and the needles will go in deeper."
Such Cow Hair Needles are quite rare among hidden weapons and their lethality is quite frightening.
But Zi Ling was lucky as most had struck non-lethal spots.
If they had hit her face or upper body, she’d likely be blinded or have damaged organs by now.
The Cow Hair Needles, as the name implies, are thin as cow hair, resembling silver needles, but are short and hard.
Zi Ling propped herself up with one hand, her entire body trembling uncontrollably.
A needle prick doesn’t really hurt that much.
But the pain multiplied countless times over when there were many, especially since they were in such tricky places.
She bent awkwardly, and her complexion suddenly changed dramatically, "It’s over... I think it went in deeper."
"Hmm?" Li Qing was startled, "Went in where?"
"I mean... I mean..." Zi Ling was red to her ears and at a loss for words.
But she felt it distinctly, the sharp pain was clear.
"Forget it, don’t mess around, I’ll quickly notify Officer Wang to have someone take you to the hospital," Li Qing said urgently.
It’s impossible to remove such tiny Cow Hair Needles buried in the flesh without special instruments.
"I’ll help you pull out the visible ones right now. Ditch that useless embarrassment, your life is at stake!" Li Qing said irritably.
Just then, Shisan, who had been beaten half to death by Zi Ling, finally limped over.
His violent senior sister had hit too hard, nearly knocking him out just now; it took him a good while to recover.
"Damn, senior sister, you’ve turned into a hedgehog!" Shisan, not yet realizing the gravity of the situation, taunted as he saw Zi Ling’s state.
Zi Ling was still conflicted about letting Li Qing take over, but upon hearing Shisan’s words, she rolled her eyes in frustration.
"Get lost!"
"Senior sister, with you like this, who would dare marry you in the future? You’re fiercer than a tigress," Shisan muttered.
"Stop causing trouble, are you trying to kill yourself?" Li Qing raised his voice in frustration.
Considering the situation, was there really time to worry about modesty?
He really couldn’t understand it!
"Brother Li, is it... is it serious for my senior sister?" Shisan suddenly grew tense.
"With so many Cow Hair Needles, what do you think?" Li Qing replied, exasperated.
After speaking, he eagerly turned to Zi Ling and asked, "Who should take action? Just give me an answer, will you?"
For a woman who was usually so decisive and swift, she was being frustratingly indecisive on this matter, and he was completely at a loss.
She was still clothed; it was just the removal of a needle, not like she was undressed or doing something else. What was there to be so apprehensive about?
"You do it, Shisan, go over there!" Zi Ling finally decided to speak up.
Compared to Shisan, whom she would see constantly, she would rather entrust this matter to Li Qing.
Even if it would be awkward, she could simply choose not to see him afterward.
Li Qing, who had already lost his patience, didn’t care that Shisan was still beside them, and he immediately pressed down on Zi Ling’s thigh and got to work.
Pulling out such fine cow hair needles from the clothing was not an easy task.
Because they were so thin and short, Li Qing had to tilt his head to see properly and needed to be extremely precise in his actions to pluck them out.
In this process, Li Qing’s hand naturally had to press down on Zi Ling’s exceptionally perky buttocks.
However, Li Qing wasn’t concerned with matters of men and women at the moment.
He was more curious about how such tiny things were trained to become lethal, as they were difficult to control.
Moreover, from the actions of the Tomb Explorer Daoist’s female disciple earlier, it seemed as if she could remotely control these hidden weapons.
There was something in common with the way Li Qing controlled the Black Arrow.
"Shisan, roll aside!" Zi Ling shouted with a flushed face.
That was because instead of leaving, Shisan had actually moved closer to watch when Li Qing started.
"Sister, what’s the big deal with watching? It’s just a needle being pulled from your butt; it’s nothing serious." Shisan said, "I can help Brother Li watch. Your black pants make it too difficult to see."
"Shut up and roll aside!" Zi Ling commanded sternly.
The matter Shisan made light of was causing her whole body discomfort, and her muscles were almost tense to the point of snapping.
Although she was wearing pants, they were very thin.
For her, Li Qing’s touch on the fabric seemed no different than a touch directly on her skin.
Seeing that Zi Ling looked like she was about to explode again, Shisan muttered softly, "Sister, you really make a fuss over nothing."
After speaking, he limped to the side.
He was also worried that Zi Ling, his violent sister, would settle the score with him in the fall and beat him up again.
Li Qing was completely focused on removing the cow hair needles, his eyes nearly straining, "Shisan, call Officer Wang and ask him to send for an ambulance."
He had been about to make the call just before but forgot about it because of Zi Ling’s dilly-dallying.
Shisan responded from afar.
Li Qing, like an old lady threading a needle, had one hand on Zi Ling’s very elastic buttocks and his other hand swiftly plucked at the needles.
Fortunately, his eyesight was still up to the task; otherwise, it really wouldn’t have been easy to focus on these tiny cow hair needles.
"Wait, where are you pressing!" Zi Ling suddenly scolded with a blushing face.
Li Qing looked down and quickly lifted his hand.
He had been so engrossed in his task that he hadn’t noticed his left hand had just pressed above the groove.
No wonder he felt something soft; the sensation was different from other areas.
He hadn’t noticed, but this girl was rather plump.
According to Li Qing’s extensive experience, generally, such plumpness is comfortable and good-looking.
