Inside the room, Yang Xiaoqiao lay on the bed, deep in sleep and completely unaware of Ye Xiong's intrusion.
Ye Xiong walked to the bedside and touched her forehead. It was burning hot. She had a high fever; no wonder she was unconscious and hadn't answered her phone.
The Nine Acupoint Divine Needles included an acupuncture technique for reducing fever.
Ye Xiong took out the silver needles he carried with him, sterilized them, and prepared to remove her pajamas to administer the treatment.
"What do you think you're doing? I'm warning you, don't try anything, or I'll call the police," Zhang Xiaoyan snapped, assuming Ye Xiong was up to no good.
"Xiao Qiao has a fever. I'm treating her," Ye Xiong said.
"And treating a fever requires taking off her clothes? Who knows if you're not just using 'treatment' as an excuse to do something indecent?" Zhang Xiaoyan ran over to stop Ye Xiong from undressing Yang Xiaoqiao.
