Qin Mei skillfully inserted the silver needles into several acupoints on his lower back. Despite Jie Jingchen's fair face, his body was covered in scars, a few of which were from near-fatal wounds.
Being born in this era and having joined the army, he would always go all out, risking his life to complete his missions.
'With Jie Jingchen's personality, it's a good thing he retired. Otherwise, he would have been sacrificed sooner or later. But then again, would the army really let a man as talented as Jie Jingchen retire?'
'Since he joined the army, why did Jie Jingchen retire?'
Though Qin Mei was puzzled, she didn't ask him directly. She took his hand, her smooth, slender fingertips discreetly resting on his pulse.
Noticing Qin Mei's action, Jie Jingchen flinched slightly but didn't resist. A look of resignation appeared on his face.
Qin Mei's expression grew increasingly grave. Astonishment welled up inside her, and her heart clenched.
