"How, how do you feel?"
In the dimly lit room, an old man in a military green cotton jacket sat on a low stool, pressing the acupuncture points on the man's legs with his hands like withered branches.
Gu Peilang sat in the wheelchair, clenching the armrests of the wheelchair with both hands, his face expressionless: "It's a little numb."
Su Jinyu stood aside, his eyes fell on the man from beginning to end, his eyes could not hide the worry.
Little Abao sighed at the lollipop that Su Jinyu brought him, and sat by the stove looking at them curiously.
Grandpa Zhang closed his eyes and twisted his slightly messy eyebrows together: "Apart from numbness, is there any other feeling?"
Gu Peilang shook his head: "No."
The old man withdrew his hand and said angrily: "If I don't tell the truth, I can't see this disease."
Su Jinyu groaned in his heart and looked at Gu Peilang subconsciously.
Under the dim light, the man's facial features were slightly sharp, and his jaw line was slightly tight.
"Pei Lang..." Su Jinyu called out a thin layer of sweat on the palm of her hand.
Gu Peilang was silent for a while, and the atmosphere in the room was somewhat depressed.
"Sometimes it stings a bit, but it's not intense."
The man's low and cold voice sounded in the quiet room, and Su Jinyu clenched his palms.
Grandpa Zhang: "When did it start?"
"a week ago."
The man's voice had no emotional ups and downs, as if he was saying something unimportant.
Su Jinyu's eyelashes trembled slightly for a moment, feeling that her breathing was a little suffocated.
A week ago... he didn't even notice.
"This is normal. Almost all the nerves in your legs have been necrotic. It is not an easy task to repair them all." The old man raised his hand and twisted the goatee under his chin. With a touch of admiration, "Ordinary people have long been in pain when they arrive at this time, but you can't help it, like a normal person."
Gu Peilang lowered his eyes and said nothing.
"Grandpa Zhang, is there any way to relieve it?"
The old man opened his eyes, looked straight at him without focus, and answered neatly: "No, it will only hurt more and more in the future, until the day he can walk down the ground."
Manicured nails sunk into palms.
Grandpa Zhang took a sip of the warm bitter tea on the side, and after Su Jinyu digested his words, he continued slowly: "I asked you to come here to see what's going on on his legs, although he has regained consciousness. It's a little bit slower, but it's a lot better than I expected."
"I will prescribe a few more medicines. After I go back, I will use a casserole to boil one every day, half of which is taken orally and half of which will be soaked in my feet. Come back to me in a week."
When Su Jinyu took the medicine and left from the old man's residence, it was still Xiao Abao who sent them out.
The child stood at the entrance of the alley, watching the two cars disappear, then turned around and entered the house.
In the house, Grandpa Zhang was sorting out the box in the corner, which contained a pile of paper money and incense candles. There was a bottle of wine with no discernible year, which was carefully wrapped with a layer of white flannel and placed in the box alone. mezzanine.
The old man's thin face showed no expression, but there was a hint of sadness in his unfocused eyes.
A Bao lightened his steps, stepped forward obediently, and helped the old man clean up together.
Grandpa Zhang raised his hand and touched his head, and sighed softly: "Go back to the house and bring your things, let's go see him together."
Bao: "Okay."
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On the way back to the house, the atmosphere in the small carriage was quiet.
The man sat in the co-pilot, with a thick blanket covering his legs, his eyes closed, his face was a little pale under the reflection of the white snow outside the window, and his eyebrows were slightly wrinkled.
Su Jinyu looked back at people from time to time while paying attention to the road conditions ahead.
This time the medicine was not put into the trunk, and the strong smell of Chinese medicine slowly rose from the back seat, and then permeated the entire compartment.
The car squeaked to a stop on the side of the road.
Gu Peilang opened his eyes and fell into a pair of worried eyes.
"Does it hurt?" Su Jinyu asked him.
Gu Peilang: "It doesn't hurt."
Su Jinyu frowned and said nothing.
After a moment of silence, Gu Peilang sighed first, as if with a bit of compromise: "It's a little bit, but it's not as exaggerated as what Grandpa Zhang said, it's true."
The man in the driver's seat looked at him with a distressed expression: "You should have told me earlier."
Gu Peilang turned slightly sideways, raised his hand to smooth the gap between his eyebrows, and said solemnly, "I just don't want you to worry."
Su Jinyu grabbed his hand and placed it on his cheek: "I will be more worried if you do this."
"I was wrong." The man admitted his mistake kindly.
"I don't blame you, I just..." Su Jinyu frowned and said after a while, "You can't do this again in the future."
Gu Peilang looked at his frown, and curled the corners of his lips, with a bit of doting in his smile: "I see, there won't be another time."
After the two returned home, they happened to meet Liu Qi to deliver the materials.
Su Jinyu asked Butler Zhang to go to the supermarket to see if there was a pot specially used for boiling medicine, while he carried the large and small packets of medicinal materials into the kitchen, and then put them away neatly.
Since Butler Zhang knew that her husband's legs could be cured, he was very energetic in everything he did, and even his attitude towards Su Jinyu was more respectful and sincere than before.
Su Jinyu came out of the kitchen and saw Gu Peilang and Liu Qi talking in the living room.
Gu Peilang was listening to Liu Qi's report on this month's financial situation, and when he looked up and saw Su Jinyu, he waved to the person.
Su Jinyu raised the corner of his lips, raised his foot and walked over, Gu Peilang handed him the bag on his leg.
The man was a little puzzled, but after taking it over and opening it, he found out that it was a newly launched mobile phone.
The calling card has been put in intimately, and as soon as Su Jinyu pressed the power button, there was a ding ding dong dong message, all from the same person.
He put away his phone expressionlessly, and sat down on the sofa beside Gu Peilang.
Liu Qi left soon, and Su Jinyu sent people out the door.
When he came back, Gu Peilang was waiting for him in the living room.
The man was sitting in a wheelchair with his head down, not knowing what he was thinking.
The sound of the door closing sounded, and he looked up at the person at the entrance.
"come over."
Su Jinyu raised his foot and walked over, shook his head when Gu Peilang held his hand to make him sit on his lap, and then squatted down on one knee in front of the person, just like countless times in the past.
"Pei Lang, what's wrong?"
Su Jinyu raised her head, and those beautiful eyes looked at the man in front of her gently.
"Give your phone, do you like it?"