On the weekend, He Lianqing took Han Yang to an appointment with a Chinese medicine clinic.
While in the car, Han Yang couldn't help but ask, "He Lianqing, why are you being so nice to me?"
"Because I'm a good man." He Lianqing said seriously.
"Be serious." Han Yang was speechless.
"Because you're annoying." He Lianqing glanced at him with disgust, "You hummed in pain, it was so noisy."
"I didn't hum, okay?" Han Yang retorted, it wasn't even the coldest time yet, so he didn't feel much in his legs, and even then, he would have endured it.
Of course, he didn't believe that He Lianqing was for this reason, but no matter what the reason was, he just kept it in his heart.
When they arrived at the Chinese Medicine Center, He Lianqing parked the car and went in with Han Yang.
They had already made an appointment with Chen Qingqing before coming, and the two followed the nurse to Chen Qingqing's office.
In the office, Chen Qingqing was writing something, and when she saw the two of them come in, she put away her pen and stood up with a smile: "You guys are here."
She is about thirty to forty years old, with short hair and rimless glasses, she looks very kind.
"Doctor Chen." He Lianqing nodded and greeted her, and Han Yang also said hello.
"Hello, come and sit first." Chen Qingqing beckoned them to go over.
He Lianqing patted Han Yang and sat down with him.
"Tell me about the situation first." Chen Qingqing asked.
Han Yang explained his general situation, Chen Qingqing listened and recorded, and asked some key questions in the meantime. When she was finished, she put away the notebook and stood up, and said, "Go to the physiotherapy room next door and let me see it for you."
Han Yang didn't know how serious he was, so he followed her to the physiotherapy room next door, where He Lianqing was with him.
Because of the need for acupuncture, it was inconvenient to wear too thick pants, so Han Yang put on the shorts prepared in advance and lay down on the bed as Chen Qingqing said.
Chen Qingqing came to Han Yang's side, stretched out his hand and pinched his knee and asked, "Which parts usually hurt the most?"
Han Yang sat up and pointed to a few places to show her. Chen Qingqing nodded, reached out and pressed a few acupoints on his legs, and asked Han Yang how he felt. When she pressed some acupoints, Han Yang's brows slightly wrinkled, and He Lianqing touched the back of his hand soothingly.
"What was the most painful time?" Chen Qingqing asked.
"It trembled like a nail pierced." Han Yang described it, "When it's serious, you can't move your legs a lot."
"What measures were taken at that time?" Chen Qingqing asked.
"Put the ointment, or rub the medicinal wine." Han Yang said. This is the easiest and cheapest way to do it.
Chen Qingqing wrote down Han Yang's situation and said, "The ointment can only cure the symptoms but not the root cause. And your situation is a bit serious because it took too long."
"Then I..."
"How should it be treated?" He Lianqing asked aloud, her brows furrowed.
"I'll do a preliminary acupuncture today, and then I'll set a course schedule." Chen Qingqing said, "Have you ever had acupuncture before?"
"No." Han Yang shook his head.
"Some of the acupoints may be a little painful, but you'll get used to it." Chen Qingqing called the nurse to come in. After giving some instructions, she said to Han Yang, "Lie down first."
Han Yang lay down as she said, with He Lianqing by his side.
Chen Qingqing briefly explained the functions of acupuncture points to Han Yang, and while chatting with him, he relaxed his emotions, preventing him from getting nervous for the first time.
However, during the acupuncture process, he found that He Lianqing was more nervous than Han Yang. Every time she stimulated the acupuncture point, when Han Yang frowned because of the pain, He Lianqing would gently stroke the center of his forehead and let him relax in a low voice, but his voice clearly sounded more nervous.
After the needle was placed, thin layers of sweat appeared on Han Yang's forehead. In fact, I can't say that it hurts much. Some acupoints will sting, but most of them are numbness and swelling, which is much better than his attack. It was probably the first time I tried it that I didn't get used to it.
He Lianqing took out a tissue to help him wipe his sweat, with gentle movements. This reminded Han Yang of the last time He Lianqing was in the hospital with gastroenteritis to help him wipe off his sweat.
"What's the matter?" He Lianqing found that he was looking at her fixedly.
"You are so pretty." Han Yang smiled, reaching out and touching He Lianqing's brow bone.
Helianqing's hand paused and looked at him.
Han Yang smiled, hooked his finger, and asked, "Would you like to have a few stitches?"
"Me?" He Lianqing raised her eyebrows, "Where?"
"Shoulders? Or spine?" Han Yang thought for a while and said, "Otherwise, the waist is fine. If you often sit in the office, there should be minor problems in these areas."
He Lianqing let out a snort and turned to look at Chen Qingqing, who had her back facing them arranging things, lowered her head and quickly kissed Han Yang's lips, lowered her voice and said, "Is my waist okay, don't you know the best? ?"
Han Yang reacted instantly: "Rogue!"
He just cared about He Lianqing, but he never thought that He Lianqing would be such a Qing Gege!
"Hmm." He Lianqing snorted happily, not feeling anything wrong at all.
The movements of the two just fell into the mirror next to Chen Qingqing, her hand paused, and a smile flashed in her eyes. He Lianqing and Han Yang are legally husband and wife. She already knew from her brother, so she didn't think there was anything wrong. At least in her opinion, the two are a perfect match.
After finishing her things, she walked over to look at Han Yang's legs and asked, "How do you feel?"
"It's a bit sour." Han Yang said.
"Normal reaction." Chen Qingqing said with a smile, "Acupuncture alone is not enough. I will teach you some simple massage techniques in a while. Pressing more is good for your legs."
"Teach me." He Lianqing on the side said, "I'll press it for him."
Han Yang looked up at him: "I'll just do it myself, you have to go..."
He Lianqing put his hand on his lips, blocking his words, and said to Chen Qingqing, "Excuse me, Dr. Chen."
"No trouble, I'm in the office next door, call me anytime if you have anything." Chen Qingqing left the physiotherapy room after she finished speaking.
With only the two of them left in the room, Han Yang blinked, opened his mouth and bit He Lianqing's palm lightly.
He Lianqing moved his hand, pinched his mouth with his backhand, and looked down at him: "I usually eat hormones, right? It's like blowing a balloon."
This is to scold him for being bold. Han Yang's mouth was pinched, and he slapped his ass inarticulately: "It's mainly because Uncle Helian is used to it."
He Lianqing snorted softly, very satisfied with his dog legs. He let go of his mouth, walked to the other side of the bed, leaned over and looked at Han Yang's needled leg, and asked, "Does it hurt?"
"It doesn't hurt." Han Yang tilted his head and looked at it, "Didn't you just say it?"
Helian touched his leg lightly, turned his head to look at him, and said, "That was said to others, you can hurt in front of me."
His eyes were full of charming tenderness, and Han Yang felt that the tenderness surrounded him, as comfortable as the sunlight in early spring.
No one had ever said such a thing to Han Yang before, as if all the pain could be handed over to him. Han Yang and He Lianqing looked at each other and murmured, "What should I do if I hurt?"
He Lianqing withdrew her hand, returned to his side, put one hand in his ear, and lowered her head.
His eyes were covered with shadows, Han Yang raised his chin slightly, and He Lianqing's kiss fell on his lips, softly.
"Everything will be fine."
Han Yang heard He Lianqing's voice ringing in his ears with undisguised pity. He responded with a light snort, and reached out to gently hug He Lianqing's back.
After the needle was pulled out, Han Yang felt that the numbness in his legs was still there, and there was a feeling of swelling and pain.
"The next course of treatment is scheduled for this time. If you want to change the time, just call me in advance." Chen Qingqing said, she touched Han Yang's knee, "Be careful not to catch cold, usually pay more attention."
"Okay." Han Yang nodded.
"In addition, your stomach is not easy to support with medicated food alone. I will give you a decoction of traditional Chinese medicine to drink it. This will also take some time to adjust. Remember to avoid it." Chen Qingqing told him, "I will teach you how to massage when you come over tomorrow."
"Okay, thank you Doctor Chen." Han Yang thanked him earnestly.
"Thank you." He Lianqing also said thanks.
"You're welcome." Chen Qingqing said.
It's almost late December, and the climate in L City is low. As soon as the two of them left the Chinese Medicine Center, a cold air hit their faces.
Helianqing grabbed Han Yang: "You wait inside, I'll drive the car over." As he was about to leave, Han Yang hurriedly grabbed him and said, "It's not that exaggerated, I'll just go with you. "
He Lianqing glanced back at him: "Go in."
Han Yang didn't obey, instead he grabbed his hand and clasped it with five fingers, "I want to be with you."
… what a fucking recruit.
He Lianqing scolded inwardly, and took Han Yang's hand in his back, pulling him to the parking place.
Han Yang followed behind, smiling and rolling his eyes.
At the same time the next day, He Lianqing and Han Yang went to the Chinese medicine clinic again. During Han Yang's acupuncture session, He Lianqing was beside Chen Qingqing to learn massage techniques. He studied very seriously, except for the position of the acupoints, the fingering and strength of the massage were repeatedly confirmed with Chen Qingqing twice.
Han Yang was lying on the bed and turned to look at He Lianqing who was studying hard, feeling that he was outrageously handsome.
When I think that this man belongs to me, I don't know why I feel like I want to laugh.
"Have a man as good as me, just hold your pillow and snicker."
Thinking of He Lianqing's shameless words, Han Yang really buried his face in the pillow and laughed. When he smiled, the two people next to him who were teaching looked at him.
Han Yang covered his mouth and waved his hands: "It's alright, you don't need to pay attention to me."
He Lianqing glanced at him and continued to study with his head down. Han Yang found that he actually understood what he meant in his eyes: Did you get acupuncture on your brain
With such a arrogant and mean-spirited man, should he laugh or cry
In the end, Han Yang pressed the pillow against his face to stop the smile.
Before leaving, Chen Qingqing said to He Lianqing, "Massage needs more practice to be effective. If there is anything you don't understand, ask me tomorrow."
He Lianqing nodded, thanked her and left with Han Yang.
When he went back that night, He Lianqing followed the doctor's orders and pressed Han Yang on the bed several times. But he was not pressing the legs, but some indescribable position.
"... Hmm!" The numbness from his waist made Han Yang groan. He Lianqing pressed his hands on the head of the bed and kept twisting: "Let me go! You bastard!"
He Lianqing held Han Yang's two wrists with one hand, and pressed lightly on his waist with the other, rubbing the skin there with his thumb from time to time. Hearing Han Yang scolding him, he clicked his tongue, "Just scolding and scolding, son of a bitch, rascal."
His fingers seemed to be charged with electricity, and sparks formed around Han Yang's waist. He made Han Yang's whole body go weak, and he had no choice but to say bitterly, "Dr. Chen taught you to massage for you. Did you do this? Do you have any shame?"
"Oh? Shame?" He Lianqing pressed close to him, the hand that lingered around his waist reached into his pajamas, covered his soft buttocks, pinched lightly, and said, "What's the use of that thing? What? Can you still bang bang bang?"
Han Yang was shocked by how shameless He Lianqing was, and turned his head to see him speechless! Where did this man learn the words
His wide-eyed expression was very cute in He Lianqing's eyes, she couldn't help but kissed him forward, her fingers pinched his hips rhythmically, and whispered, "Doctor Chen said that massage technique requires more practice. I only learned it for you, so I will use it on you, what do you think?"
You might as well not study! ! Han Yang's heart almost collapsed.
"It's still a long time, let's try other techniques." He Lianqing pulled down his pajama pants, spread his legs apart, and moved his fingers all the way up from his thighs. He bit Han Yang's earlobe lightly and coaxed softly, "Good, spread your legs."
"..." Han Yang lay on the bed, rolled his eyes, thinking of himself as a dried salted fish.
So this dried salted fish was fried over and over again~