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In the end, Xia Yang didn't go to the bar with the others.
On the way back, he took out his phone and sent another WeChat message to Han Yi.
[Yang]: Have you seen a doctor
It took several minutes for the other party to reply.
[Han Yi]: The doctor said there is no big problem, it should be psychological discomfort.
[Yang]: Oh
[Yang]: Wait for me, I’ll go back right now
After exiting WeChat, he thought for a moment, then clicked into an online consultation APP and connected with a doctor for consultation.
[User 3435]: Hello doctor, what is the reason for the leg pain, chest tightness, and difficulty breathing on the fourth day after the surgery
[Internet Doctor]: Hello, on the premise of ruling out infection, allergies and other surgical complications, it is considered to be caused by psychological effects, such as fear, anxiety, stress, depression, etc.
[Internet Doctor]: It is recommended that if the patient has strong discomfort, he needs to go to the relevant hospital department to seek treatment from a professional doctor. If the patient's discomfort is weak, it can be relieved by allowing the body to secrete dopamine and "create happiness". For example, tell jokes, listen to music, watch comedy movies and do other physically pleasurable things. "
Both online and offline doctors said it was caused by psychological effects, and Xia Yang concluded accordingly.
Therefore, if Han Yi's negative emotions can be eliminated and he can be relaxed and happy, there will be no big problem.
The car drove all the way up the viaduct, got off the bridge and passed two traffic lights to reach the hospital.
He asked the driver to park the car at the entrance of a large supermarket, went inside to buy something, and walked out carrying a few bottles of banana yogurt.
After returning to the hospital, he opened the door and saw Han Yi leaning on the bed and reading a tablet.
"Hi, I'm back." Xia Yang said hello and strode over.
Han Yi raised his head and looked at him, a glimmer of light seemed to flash in his dark eyes.
"How do you feel now? Are you still feeling uncomfortable?" Xia Yang put down his things and put his palm on the other person's forehead.
Warm, no fever.
"Much better." Han Yi lowered his eyelashes and said.
"That's good. Actually, I think you are just scared and overly stressed after the operation. Just relax and don't be so stressed. Otherwise, it will not only be bad for your physical recovery, but you will also get acne, wrinkles, and hair loss. hair."
He talked a lot, but Han Yi just listened quietly, then nodded: "Yes."
... Hiss, the plastic husband is too gentle today, even a little "well-behaved".
He must be really uncomfortable and pitiful. Xia Yang felt some pity in her heart. Thinking of the banana yogurt she had just bought, she immediately brought a bottle over.
The straw pierced the tinfoil on the yogurt cover and handed it to Han Yi's mouth: "Here, I bought it for you. Lactobacilli and bananas can increase serotonin, which has effects on mood regulation, stress response, appetite and sexual desire, etc. help."
Han Yi glanced at it and paused: "You don't want to drink?"
"Hey, I've never really liked the taste of bananas," Xia Yang said, shaking his head, "But if you insist on letting me have a taste, I won't deny you the honor."
As he spoke, he leaned forward, lowered his head and took Han Yi's straw in his mouth.
The other party flicked his wrist.
"Hey, don't move." Xia Yang said vaguely while biting the straw.
Then Han Yi's hand really didn't move again.
The dairy drink has a viscous texture, rich sweetness and sourness, and the sweetness of banana pops into your mouth, seemingly mixed with the taste of honey beans.
"Well, it's okay, it's not bad to drink." Xia Yang took a sip, raised his eyes, released the straw from his mouth, and handed it back to Han Yi, "Drink quickly, and go to bed early after drinking."
Han Yi hesitated and frowned. He saw a small bite mark on the straw.
"What's wrong? Don't you like the taste of bananas too?" The young man in front of him blinked and asked.
Han Yi met his eyes, paused for a few seconds, and lowered his head. He put his lips against the straw and squeezed out a low voice from his throat: "Not bad."
After drinking milk, it was still early for bedtime. Xia Yang took a shower and returned to the **, put on a Bluetooth headset and watched something on her phone.
Han Yi also went to the bathroom to wash up briefly. When he came back, he saw the young man lying on the bed, his calves hanging out of the bed and the thin waist exposed under the hem of his shirt.
The skin is as white as warm jade, dazzling people's eyes. He glanced at it and then looked away, picking up the water glass on the bedside table and taking a few sips.
I put down the water glass and was about to continue reading the news on my tablet when I heard Xia Yang shouting from next to me -
"Fuck him!"
"Harder!"
"Go to the back!"
Han Yi: "..."
The mouthful of water in his mouth almost spurted out.
Xia Yang was having fun on the side, her blood was boiling, her eyes were staring straight at the phone screen, and she slapped the bed with her two palms, making a loud snapping sound.
Han Yi frowned and held his twitching forehead. Some kind of colorful picture flashed in his mind, and his face suddenly darkened.
He persisted in this disharmonious atmosphere for a while. When he couldn't bear it any longer, he curled up his index finger and tapped a few times on the bedside table.
Xia Yang raised his eyes when he heard the voice, took off his headphones, and asked innocently: "What's wrong, Mr. Han?"
"...Aren't you afraid that you won't be able to sleep at night when you look at that kind of thing?" Han Yi asked in a deep voice, lowering his eyelids.
Xia Yang blinked and tilted his head: "No, it's quite interesting. I'll tell you Kang Kang soon. Have fun and relieve stress."
"No need." Han Yi flatly refused.
But Xia Yang didn't seem to hear his rejection.
Ten minutes later, WeChat dinged, and the color video was sent to Han Yi’s mobile phone.
He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and grabbed his phone to delete the color video.
However, when I clicked on the dialog box, I was stunned for a moment when I lowered my head -
"Cool! A kangaroo fight like you've never seen before, it made me want to join them! 》.
Han Yi: "..."
Han Yi: “………”
*
At eleven o'clock in the evening, the two of them were preparing to fall asleep, but at this moment Xia Yang received a message from Tang Siming.
He first conveyed the time for the next script reading, and then asked how Han Yi was recovering.
Xia Yang told the truth about the situation.
[Yang]: Brother Yi was fine yesterday, but today he feels a little unwell, with pain in his legs, tightness in his chest, and difficulty breathing.
[Oscar reservation Mr. Tang]: Huh? ! real or fake! How did that happen
Xia Yang took a screenshot of the previous chat between the two of them, checked that there was no inappropriate information involving privacy, and sent it to Tang Siming.
[澎]：[Picture]
Not long after, the other party replied.
[Oscar reservation Mr. Tang]: [emmmm]
[Oscar Reservation Mr. Tang]: Sister-in-law, there is something I don’t know whether to say or not.
[澎]：But it’s okay to talk
[Oscar Reservation Mr. Tang]: Based on my experience, Brother Yi is "reflexively uncomfortable"
[Yang]:? ?
[Oscar Reservation Mr. Tang]: He never said he felt uncomfortable all day long, but just when you were going to the bar... Hehehe, Brother Yi probably misses his sister-in-law and doesn't want her to leave him. Look at you now Once he goes back, he will be fine, right
[Oscar reservation Mr. Tang]: Sister-in-law, please don’t tell Brother Yi that I exposed his little trick.
Xia Yang was enlightened after hearing Tang Siming's analysis. She looked at the man next to her with an indescribable complexity in her eyes.
Okay, you scheming dog, you can trick him and get away with it.
He could actually guess the real reason why Han Yi didn't want him to go to the bar, but it wasn't as gross as Tang said - he missed him.
But he had been warned before that he was too drunk and was not allowed to drink outside.
Tsk, although the old dog is scheming, he still insists on matters in principle, and he still cares about him.
Thinking about it this way, Xia Yang's eyes softened slightly, and she stopped pursuing the old dog's scheming for the time being.
The night passed peacefully.
The next day, Xia Yang woke up early and looked at the clock. It was not yet 7 o'clock, and Han Yi, who was sitting next to him, was still asleep.
A black silk eyepatch was placed on his face, adding a bit of bewitching and mysterious beauty. Xia Yang stared at it for a while, and suddenly wanted to take a picture of this perfect sleeping face.
His mobile phone was charging on the coffee table not far away. He put on his coat and got out of bed. Inadvertently, his fingers touched his pocket, and suddenly he seemed to touch something.
He paused, took out his pocket and looked down -
A feather.
I think this thing was originally intended to be given to Han Yi as a supplement to "create happiness". Internet doctors said that he should do happy things to relieve physical discomfort caused by psychological effects. I remember watching a video before. There are several sensitive and itchy parts of the human body. The palms of the hands, the earlobes, the hollows of the knees, the sides of the waist... of course there are some unspeakable parts.
The first thing he thought of was Feather Play.
From this point of view, it seems that it is not needed.
But after buying everything, you can’t waste it, right
Looking at the sleeping man in front of her, Xia Yang curled her lips slightly, seemingly deciding something.
"Mr. Han? Han Yi?" He held the feather and tiptoed to the bed, shouting in a suppressed voice.
Quiet, no response.
After standing next to the bed and waiting for more than a minute, the naked man was still sleeping soundly. Xia Yang kicked off her shoes and quietly crawled to Han Yi's bed.
He carefully looked at his body like he was appreciating antiques, choosing the most suitable parts for feather play.
The legs and feet that had been operated on were obviously not suitable, and it was unspeakable... He didn't have the guts to play.
After careful consideration, Xia Yang finally chose earlobes.
The last time I wiped Han Yi's body, my palms and waist were all touched, and there was basically no reaction.
Only the earlobes remain.
The soft and white tail ends of the feathers slipped between the fingers, causing a slight tingling sensation as if they were being electrified.
Yes, this feels good... The feather play can begin here!
As the distance got closer, Han Yi's cold and handsome face magnified in front of his eyes, with a high nose bridge, thin lips, and straight ears exposed outside of his black hair.
Xia Yang carefully leaned down, held her breath and concentrated, stretched out the arm holding the feather, and brushed it softly under his earlobe.
The first time, there was no response.
The second time, Han Yi pursed his lips.
With the third blow, the tips of Han Yi's ears gradually turned a light pink.
The fourth time...
"what you do."
Finally, a hoarse voice floated out from his thin lips, and Han Yi's Adam's apple rolled up and down.
Xia Yang pursed her lips and snickered, smiling enough to support her arms, almost close to his ear, and said softly: "Mr. Han, do you think feather playing is quite happy?"
A bewitching breath exhaled from the lips and flowed into the ears, enveloping him with heat.
Han Yi didn't speak or move, only the crimson color on the tips of his ears became more intense.
Xia Yang stared at his dyed ears and found them quite interesting. She couldn't help but drop the feathers and gently pinched the tips of his ears with her fingertips.
Suddenly, a strong force caught him off guard and overturned him. His whole body fell on his back, like a small boat capsized in the sea by huge waves.
Under the shadow cage, the light dimmed, Han Yi came up with a cold look, and used his big hands to imprison Xia Yang's wrists on the side of the pillow.
The black satin eye mask slid down smoothly, and her dark eyes looked at him. There was an alluring beauty all over her body, which made people's eyes heat up.
Xia Yang felt the strength of this man, her eyes widened slightly, and her heartbeat became erratic.
"Your health, your health is important. You just finished the operation." He struggled twice and said inexplicably nervously.
Han Yi lowered his eyes and stared at his face, his expression dark and unclear: "I can discipline you just after the operation."
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