Interstellar Acupuncture Master

After bathing and changing, and lying down on the two-meter-wide bed with a relaxed body, Fei Yang's right hand was still trembling a little.

But he really didn't want to move anymore, so Fei Yang pointed to the bedside table on the little leopard's side with his chin.

"Prince, bring me the acupuncture box."

The little leopard lay on his back on the bed, and after eating the meat, he became very energetic, and even lost his temper.

Going to bed early with old people..., bored, and willing to do errands to burn off excess energy.

Fei Yang twisted a thin needle with his left hand, and needled his right wrist and forearm.

A burst of soreness rushed straight to the fingertips. After acupuncture for a few minutes, the trembling in the right hand slowly faded away, and the wrist and fingertips were no longer sore.

Turn your wrist and make a crisp clicking sound.

Fei Yang sat up cross-legged, patted his thigh, "Come on! I'll give you another needle."

There are indications from Little Leopard recently that he is responding very well to acupuncture treatment.

This also has a lot to do with his good physical fitness.

Strike while the iron is hot is an iron law of Chinese medicine.

Given that the previous acupuncture didn't hurt so much, this time the little leopard was not too awkward. He got up and lay obediently on Fei Yang's lap.

Fei Yang showed his uncle's smile, and gave his prince ten times more careful injections than ordinary patients.

After the injection, the little leopard started to sleep again. Fei Yang picked up the little guy and put it on the bed, pulled the blanket over it, patted it a few times, and the little leopard fell asleep.

"Whoo~"

Fei Yang finally settled his mind. He lay down and couldn't even swipe his phone, but fell asleep within three seconds.

Although Fei Yang was tired, he had a very happy dream.

In the dream, it was New Year's Eve, he and the little leopard were making dumplings together, having fun, the little leopard made his face covered in faces, and he didn't know it yet.

He made the dumplings, put them on a plate, and put them on the sofa, but the little leopard didn't run away, and sat on it...

In the dream, he pinched the waist and brought the little leopard over to educate him, "Go, pick out your broken one!"

"Make a pot for you alone!"

Aggrieved, the little leopard went to pick out the strangely shaped and miserable dumplings on the plate...

Put it in a pile and it looks like it was baptized by a tornado.

......

I don't know if it's because I'm too tired from dreaming, or it's the aftereffect of working hard all day yesterday.

When he woke up, Fei Yang didn't feel well.

My waist is still a little sore, and my arms and legs are swollen.

I can't go there so early today, I'll go to exercise first, and exercise my body so that I can better save others.

Fei Yang rubbed his eyes and sat up lazily.

The side is empty.

The little leopard woke up early today.

Fei Yang went to wash in a daze. After wiping his face, he woke up and went for a stroll in the living room, huh?

The little leopard is not in the living room.

balcony.

No.

Looking down from the balcony, there are no living things except the bare sycamores and the road.

He probably won't go to the kitchen.

Let's see.

nor.

Go back to the bedroom.

Still empty.

Fei Yang's heart sank!

Sixth feels bad.

"prince?"

"prince?"

"prince!"

No response.

No matter how cold Little Leopard is usually, when he is called, he will stroll out and show his face.

Fei Yang really woke up now, fully awake.

He put on his down jacket indiscriminately, and ran out without even changing his slippers.

"prince?"

Fei Yang yelled softly in the corridor, but there was no response.

Running down the stairs all the way, his poor physique seemed to recover all of a sudden, and he ran tirelessly on the ring road of the community.

I ran all over the places I usually go to with Little Leopard.

In the cold morning, sweat broke out on the back, the cool wind poured in, and the cold sweat on the sweater stuck to his back, Fei Yang didn't care about it.

After searching everywhere he could, Fei Yang stood in the middle of a community square where there was no one around, rubbed his face vigorously, and tried to wake himself up a little more.

Don't worry.

Think again.

After forcing himself to calm down for a minute, Fei Yang suddenly slapped his forehead!

Take out your trouser pockets quickly.

Oops!

I ran in a hurry just now and didn't take my phone.

He didn't feel tired at all, and ran home again at the fastest speed.

He rushed up to the sixth floor without even taking the elevator.

He opened the door and went straight to the bedroom to get the phone. His fingers trembled a little, back and forth, and he entered the wrong password several times.

Click on the surveillance video at home, the latest one, the bed is empty.

Fei Yang moved forward with trembling hands.

Fortunately, I was so sleepy last night that I forgot to draw the curtains, so the morning light could barely enter the bedroom, and the resolution on the screen was probably SD.

At 5:[-], the bed was empty.

At 5, the bed was empty.

At 4:[-], the bed was still empty.

The bed was empty, and Fei Yang's heart was also empty.

At 4 o'clock, the little leopard was still sleeping.

Fei Yang started watching at 4 o'clock, sat patiently on the sofa, and stared at the screen.

At 4:8, the little leopard began to sleep unsteadily, tossing and turning on the blanket.

Fei Yang's eyes were fixed on the familiar little lump on the screen, for fear of missing something.

After tossing and turning for a while, the little leopard in the middle of the screen suddenly lay flat and opened his eyes suddenly.

Fei Yang's heart skipped a beat.

That pair of eyes exuded the kind of gaze full of conquest and plunder by the high-level orcs, staring directly at the top, motionless.

Even if it is not a high-definition picture, it is still full of oppression.

Fei Yang saw himself next to him, lying down in a well-regulated position. Two o'clock is the time for deep sleep, and he slept soundly.

Had no idea what happened.

Staring at those predatory eyes, not daring to blink, my heart started beating unconsciously, as if it was about to jump out.

A faint clicking sound came from the speaker port of the mobile phone, and Fei Yang quickly turned up the sound of the mobile phone to the maximum.

It was the sound of joints, the sound Fei Yang was most familiar with.

However, this most familiar voice made Fei Yang feel extremely strange and uneasy at this moment.

What happened next made Fei Yang's mouth open, but he couldn't make any sound.

The four cute little paws of the little leopard stretched out in all directions. After a crackling sound of the joints, the bronze-colored hair faded away, and the little leopard turned into a...

A handsome man.

a handsome guy.

Tie Shuai Tie Shuai!

And it's... the naked kind!

The wheat-colored skin full of desire, and the tight and smooth muscle lines on the arms almost burst through the phone screen.

If it weren't for the blanket in the middle, Fei Yang would probably have a nosebleed in this scene.

It was the kind of upright and resolute face that the old man said was full of heaven and square of earth, but the narrow and long phoenix eyes added a touch of evil charm to this handsome face.

His little cutie.

grown up.

Familiar eyes, strangers.

The man on the bed sat up, his eight-pack abs looming.

He stands up!

Oh!

God!

It's all over...

Fei Yang swears, he definitely didn't look at it on purpose, he was so frightened that he forgot to look away!

Really!

Fortunately, the man quickly turned his back to the camera, opened his closet and began to pull out clothes.

However, the ass is also naked!

After a while, the nosebleed scene finally disappeared, and the man who turned around had wrapped himself up.

only......

You can tell it's stolen clothes at a glance...

With a height of 185, the clothes were put on the man's body, and he was born with eight-quarter sleeves and cropped trousers.

And it's winter, and it's not the season to wear eight-quarter sleeves and cropped trousers.

So, it's as weird as it looks.

Just now, I saw that there was still a bit of resolute and evil temperament, but suddenly it was a bit funny.

The man moved his arms and legs, feeling very restrained, looked at himself in disgust, and frowned.

It was the same as when the little leopard frowned, yet different.

It may be that the lovely temperament disappeared all of a sudden, Fei Yang only felt familiar and strange.

The handsome and cold man stared at him lying on the bed for a long time, knelt on the bed, reached out and touched his cheek, showing an unspeakable...probably evil charm or helplessness or embarrassment or... ... the look in the eyes.

Fei Yang couldn't see through.

Then he stood up neatly, the shoes were too small, he couldn't squeeze them in after a few squeezes, so he gave up and stepped on the slippers and went out the door.

The door is closed.

The man's face had already disappeared from the small phone screen, but it was deeply engraved in Fei Yang's mind.

Fei Yang touched his left cheek, trying to feel the familiar warmth from that strange hand.

No fruit.

Only myself running all morning, slightly cool cheeks.

He watched the little leopard transform into a strange man with his own eyes.

The people here are orcs, who were in animal form when they were young, and grew up to be human form.

Of course, there is no possibility of growing up overnight.

Therefore, this man is not ordinary amnesia, what kind of extreme situation can make him lose his memory and become such a small child at the same time.

This violates the physical principles of orcs.

"Divine Doctor?"

"Miraculous doctor??"

"Huh?" Fei Yang came to his senses, staring blankly at the woman in front of him.

"Genius doctor, are you feeling unwell?"

"Huh? Oh, no."

Fei Yang rubbed the center of his brows vigorously, sat upright behind the desk, covered up his exhausted expression, and put on a professional face.

"Which side are you looking at?"

"Are you really okay? Doctor?" The woman sat down with some doubts.

Fei Yang smiled bitterly, shook his head, "Sorry."

"You must be too tired! I heard from the sisters in the group that you stand for a day, and you are often so tired that you beat your back!"

"It's okay, what's wrong with you?"

Fei Yang worked hard to adjust his state.

A doctor, especially, cannot bring his emotions to work.

"It's like this. My husband and I have been married for 7 years and have never had a child. Hey, I went to Mingde Hospital for checkups many times. There is no problem with all functions, but I can't conceive!"

Oh.

Infertility.

Feyon pushed the mat across.

"Come on, let me take a pulse."

The pulse is heavy, and I can barely feel it when my fingers touch it lightly.

Three fingers exert force, the pulse condition is slow and dull.

Typical palace cold.

Western medicine can check common organic infertility lesions such as tubal obstruction, follicle aplasia, and polycystic ovary syndrome, but palace cold has always been a blind spot in western medicine.

Many women have no problems with their organs, but they are infertile due to cold palace.

Everything grows by the sun, specifically, by the heat provided by the sun.

So, to put it simply, sperm or eggs or embryos that are still in the weak stage need to grow in a warm environment.

If the uterus is cold, for these weak things, it is like a baby in a snowstorm, and the chance of surviving is very small.

Even if they managed to survive, the blood circulation in a cold uterus is not smooth, just like a saline-alkali land. If the child does not get enough nutrients in it, he is in danger of losing blood at any time.

"Is the little belly big? Still cold?"

"Enh! Miracle doctor, how do you know I'm wearing a down jacket?"

Fei Yang smiled slightly.

"Are your hands and feet cold?"

"Hands are a little bit, but it's okay, feet are very cold and sweating."

Fei Yang nodded, thought for a while, and said, "You have a palace cold caused by a long-term body cold."

"Miya Han?"

"Well, the uterus is cold."

"Judging from your pulse, you are Chen Han. You should have been afraid of the cold when you were very young."

"That's right! Genius doctor, how do you know so much! If you didn't see it with your own eyes and hear it with your own ears, I wonder if you installed some bugging robot on me!"

Fei Yang pursed his lips and could see everything with three fingers.

"Is it cured after acupuncture? I see that my sisters say that you can get rid of your illness with one hand!"

"Nor... no."

"what?"

"Can't I get rid of this disease?!"

"It depends on the disease and the specific condition."

"Then am I seriously ill?"

"Not too heavy."

"That's good!"

"But not light."

woman:......

"Does acupuncture hurt?"

"Fortunately."

Fei Yang answered mechanically, like a marionette without a soul.

"Does it take a lot of needles? It's my first time, and I'm still a little scared, genius doctor."

Fei Yang counted in his heart, "The first time is not many, the main thing is to open the big hole first, there are only 8 little leopards."

"8 little leopards?!" The woman was surprised!

"Ah?! I didn't say Little Leopard! No, it's 8 acupuncture points!"

Woman: Oh.

Fei Yang shook his head vigorously, put on sterile gloves, and took out a box of new acupuncture needles.

"Go and lie down on the bed over there."

"Genius doctor, is acupuncture really so miraculous? I heard everyone talking in the group is amazing!"

Fei Yang was noncommittal, "God is not magical, aren't you experiencing it?"

"Hearing is false, seeing is false, and experience is true."

"Is this box a set?"

Fei Yang nodded and picked up the thickest one.

"Then how many sets are there?"

Fei Yang's eyes were blank, and he looked down at the box of all-too-familiar needles, but he mentally reported, "There are different lengths, shorts, and thicknesses, and there are a total of 100 little leopards."

"100 little leopards?!"

woman:!

"Did I say little leopard again?! No!!"

"I mean 100 stitches!!"

Woman: Oh.

Am I tinnitus today? ? ?

Infertility and dysmenorrhea treatment have similarities, but infertility is more serious than dysmenorrhea, so the scope of acupuncture and moxibustion is wider.

The moment Fei Yang picked up the needle, he forced himself to throw away all distracting thoughts and concentrate on calculating the exact position of the acupuncture points.

The sick numbers came one after another, and for the first time, I realized that it was actually quite good to be busy, and I couldn't care less about other things.

Sit down quietly again, it is already half past one.

My mind is almost exhausted.

Too tired, too hungry, and didn't want to eat anymore, Fei Yang covered his somewhat empty stomach with one hand, and rested his pillow on the table with the other.

Very tired, but no one is around, and the man who appeared on the phone screen in the morning will still unconsciously pop up in my mind.

That strange man who made people's blood spurt.

The strange man who made the little leopard disappear forever.

Who is he?

where is he from?

Where is he now?

he......

Fei Yang had too many questions about him in his mind, scrambling to pop up.

His mind was in a mess. For the first time, he felt that he couldn't control his thoughts, like a flood, which couldn't be stopped.

Fei Yang feebly took out his phone, opened the photo album, there were only two photos.

A full-body photo and a full-face photo.

That was a photo I took when I was living in Fei's house, to find the little leopard's parents.

Find parents.

Fei Yang gave a wry smile.

He has always been a child, and has been trying to find his parents.

No wonder no one came to claim the child after posting it for so long and on the Imperial People's Livelihood Channel.

It turned out that it was not a child at all.

The little leopard in the photo still has the usual cold face, disgust, disdain, helplessness, and speechlessness.

Especially the second frontal photo, I was so impatient.

How did you coerce me into filming?

I seem to pinch my waist and say: If you don't shoot, you won't be able to find your parents, then you can only eat vegetables if you follow me!

The corners of Fei Yang's mouth twitched unconsciously. For a child who loves to eat meat, hearing that he can only eat vegetables is probably equivalent to hearing that he will starve to death.

Fei Yang was looking at the photo of the unruly little leopard who had to bow his head to the meat and was smirking, when suddenly a star chat message popped up on the top of the phone.

From the group of three thousand beauties.

[Acne Goodbye, have a good trip: Damn it!Someone is acting like a demon in the forum! 】

[The final exams are all paper tigers: what?I am addicted to studying, and I am almost isolated from the world! 】

[Acne Goodbye, have a good trip: Look! xxxxxxxx]

Throw a link.

Fei Yang looked at the bars that popped up on the top of the screen, and unconsciously opened the chat interface.

Numbly click on the link and automatically jump.

The internet speed was very fast, and immediately, a striking headline appeared in front of his eyes - [I heard that Fei Yang, a weak chicken majoring in classical literature, can be cured?hehe】

The building below has been quickly piled up.

At this moment, even such a title could not arouse Fei Yang's heart a little bit. He mechanically swipe down and flip through it.

The indifferent look seemed to be reading other people's posts.

[The host who knows all the facts: Fei Yang and I have been classmates for many years, and I can tell you that he will not have a heavy appearance for three days and three nights! 】

[The host who knows all the facts: Some people dare to go to him for medical treatment, you are also brave!admire!It's so desperate! 】

[Don't be cowardly, just go: How many years have you been a classmate?Then sign up, and the person behind the back is ashamed to call himself a classmate? 】

[Don't be cowardly, just go: you are brave if you have a classmate like you!It's so desperate! 】

[The host who knows all the facts: We are not discussing bravery now, we are discussing Fei Yang's medical skills and medical ethics! 】

[I'm a scholar: Hehe, there is a hammer on the hammer, and I will say that we are majoring in classical literature!We professionally recruit you to mess with you! 】

[Noble medical ethics: Haha, I also know this Fei Yang. He was an idiot when he was in school, and his grades were all at the bottom. You can get a human report card! 】

[The landlord who knows all the facts: brothers upstairs, let's shake hands! 】

[Noble medical ethics: Hahaha!handshake.jpg]

[Don't be cowardly, just go: drama boys!What a stranger! 】

[Don't be cowardly, just go for it: vulgar plot, and you still want to escape your sister's eyes? ! 】

Fei Yang: ...

So just!

His classmate?

He had no useful memory to help him determine who the landlord and this virtuous medical man were.

This is someone else's secret and he is clear.

Fei Yang exited the webpage and returned to the chat page of Three Thousand Beauties.

The speed of brushing in the group is very fast.

[I am a scholar: sisters, copy guys!It's really bullying to the door! 】

[Acne is a paper tiger: He also said that we don't want to die!Let's show them our lives now!superior! 】

[Acne Goodbye, have a good trip: Come and help me! ! ! 】

[Explosion in place: Here we come! 】

[The final exams are all paper tigers: Hehe, my sister has been holding back for a long time!Evil face.jpg]

Fei Yang: ...

His beauties can be as tender as water, but as strong as fire.

More changeable than April days.

Snapped!

Stand at attention, smash your boots on the ground, and salute.

"Marshal! There is something new."

Behind the large black desk, the handsome man in military uniform with a resolute face focused on processing the documents he had accumulated for a long time without raising his head.

"Someone hung up on Mr. Fei Yang on the forum, saying he was..."

Hearing the name he wanted to hear, the man raised his head from his mind, narrowed his phoenix eyes, and stared at the adjutant in front of him.

"What is it?"

The adjutant hesitated for a moment, and his voice was sonorous and forceful, "Weak chicken!"

......

"check."

The man twitched the corners of his mouth and showed a disdainful smile.

"Yes!"

The adjutant bowed his head 30 degrees, showing great respect.

As soon as the adjutant exited, a cute little chubby boy with a beer belly squeezed in and smiled, "Prince!"

The man raised his head, and his expression softened a little, but he kept typing, "Why are you here?"

The little fat boy came to the table with his trembling flesh in three steps and two steps, and leaned lazily, "The queen heard that you are back, so I must come to pick you up! I am already preparing your favorite table for you." I ate a hundred and eight dishes of meat!"

When the man heard it, he picked up the landline on the table and pressed it.

The call is connected.

"Mother, I'm very busy now."

"I am fine."

"No... hurt."

After three sentences, I hung up the phone.

The little fat boy stood aside with a grin, as if he was used to the habit of his own prince, "I'll just say it! The queen won't listen."

"Okay, you can go back too."

Fatty: ...

cold!

How will you coax your daughter-in-law in the future!

The little fat boy turned his head violently, turned around, and the flesh on his butt trembled and followed his master out the door.

Boom boom boom!

The marshal who had disappeared for many days suddenly returned, and the door of the office was hardly closed for a moment.

"Enter!"

Low voice, no emotion.

Pushing the door open was a handsome man in military uniform, with spring breeze blowing on his face, smooth skin, and elegant temperament, but his long straight legs and tall and thin waistline made people want to stop...

"Siming! They say you're back! I don't even believe it! You have to come and see for yourself to be relieved!"

The man who had been sitting behind the table raised his eyebrows. After confirming that someone was coming, he temporarily stopped his work and leaned lazily on the black leather swivel chair.

The handsome man in military uniform ran over excitedly, looked him up and down, "No injury?"

The man shrugged, "It's ready."

"Fang Hua, how is Xia Zhantian doing during my absence?"

"Him? The army has expanded again, and the ambition is not dead!"

"You...is it because of him this time?"

Lu Siming nodded.

"Fuck! I'll just say it!"

Lu Siming stood up, moved his stiff shoulders, smiled and patted Fang Hua who was a little thin, "Major General Fang, you are the last civilization of our leopard army."

Fang Hua rolled his eyes helplessly.

An opponent who is always staring at him and doing all kinds of obscene and shameless methods cannot be respected.

"You are still so calm! Don't mess with him!"

Fang Hua's demeanor is too elegant, even if such a rude word comes out of his mouth, it will not be annoying.

"But we are a civilized and orderly imperial army." Lu Siming shrugged.

Fang Hua was not timid in the slightest, and was well-founded, "Teacher Luo said that when order becomes chaos, you have to use chaos to maintain order!"

Lu Siming raised his eyebrows, "Which teacher Luo?"

"Are you talking about the mecha operation or the army management?"

"In ancient times, Mr. Romain Rolland!"

"Oh, I don't know that."

Lu Siming looked calm, took a sip of water, went back to sit down, and dealt with the mountains of documents on the star brain.

Fang Hua: ...

not educated!

Wufu!

"Are you scolding me again?"

Fang Hua: ...

"You're the moth in my head!"

Correct!

Moth.

"Go find me a copy of "36 Strategies"."

"what?"

""36 Strategies"." Lu Siming repeated.

"You want to read?" Fang Hua was surprised.

"kindness."

Fang Hua: ...

When I was a student, I only liked the mech operation class. If I miss it, it seems like a different person.

Lu Siming stared at the screen of Star Brain, but Fei Yang was in his mind.

The little hamster seems to like this book very much, it is often told in bedtime stories, and it just opens its mouth.

"report!"

The expressionless adjutant came in again.

Fang Hua: ...

What kind of adjutant is brought out by what kind of marshal, he is sandwiched between these two people, and he is about to freeze.

The adjutant did not shy away from seeing Major General Fang entering the Marshal's office as if entering his own home.

"Marshal, it has been verified that "the landlord who knows all the facts" and "the noble medical ethics" come from the same IP address."

"Who?"

"Fei Yi."

"Fei Yi?"

Fang Hua felt that this name was very familiar, as if he had heard it before.

"Yes, Major General Fang."

"Tiger Clan Major, Fei Yi."

"Oh, I remembered, the elder brother of the genius doctor's family is still the younger brother."

"What did he do?"

Although he didn't have much impression of him, but he was the benefactor's brother after all, Fang Hua still asked casually, seemingly concerned.

The adjutant was also in the ranks of a thousand dollars, and directly showed Fang Hua the post on the handheld terminal.

Fang Hua's frown deepened the more he looked at it.

Lu Siming's face remained calm, "Post a post to expose the fact that he's a genius."

"Yes!"

"Then, check, contact a few media outlets and expose all his problems!"

"Yes!"

"Let him get out of the army for the rest of his life."

Lu Siming's expression was indifferent, and his tone was casual, as if he was saying "eat meat at noon".

"Yes!"

Fang Hua frowned.

The act of sticking a brother's knife in the back is really disgusting.

Lu Siming's order suits him very well.

But Fang Hua was still puzzled, "Since when did you have the heart to do such a trivial matter of eliminating violence and peace?"

Lu Siming looked as usual, "If you don't sweep a house, how can you sweep the world."

"what?"

Fang Hua looked at Lu Siming up and down like a monster.

"Where did you...disappear?"

"Which civilized society did you go to and walk around?"

Lu Siming raised his eyebrows, noncommittal.

He would never say these polite words before.

But that little hamster not only has excellent medical skills, but also he, who studied classical literature, uttered such polite words.

Sometimes when his eyes are confused, he will smile, showing two small canine teeth, and explain to himself what it means.

Learning really needs to be influenced by the ears and eyes...

There are no bad students, only bad teachers.

The posts piled up higher and higher, Fei Yang was physically and mentally exhausted, and his mind flew away long ago. After reading it for a while, he felt bored, so he threw his phone aside.

Lying on the large table, his expression was numb and his head was swollen.

The glass door creaked, and a gust of cold wind blew in from the outside.

Fei Yang shrank his shoulders, still lying on his stomach, not wanting to move.

"Fayon?"

Familiar voice, not an unfamiliar patient, as if I heard it somewhere.

Fei Yang raised his head with strength, and the moment he saw Li Wen's gentle face, he just wanted to ask him out.

He was in a very bad mood today, and he didn't have any energy to greet Li Wen politely and maintain his image.

Li Wen obviously did not have this kind of insight and self-awareness.

He walked forward in two steps, with a concerned expression on his face, "Fei Yang, do you have a stomachache again?"

"When you were in school, you often had stomach pains."

"Hey, if I'm not by your side, you won't be able to take care of yourself." He walked to the back of the table in two steps, and was about to lift Fei Yang's white coat with one hand.

Fei Yang frowned, turned to one side, raised his eyebrows, and said in a bad tone, "What are you doing!"

Li Wen was taken aback, and his hands stopped in the air. After three seconds, he came back to his senses, "I just want to rub it for you."

Then he looked at Fei Yang with an aggrieved face, "What's wrong with you now?"

"Is it necessary to reject people thousands of miles away?"

Fei Yang leaned over, too tired to say a word, the impatience on his face was not concealed.

"If you blame me for what happened in the past, you can just say it. Every time you don't say anything, but always treat me like this, I will feel chilled too. If it weren't for the fact that we used to—"

Ah!

Fei Yang was expressionless and sneered in his heart.

Let's beat the originator of it.

"We didn't ever."

Fei Yang met Li Wen's seemingly affectionate eyes, and his cold words made Li Wen's complexion change again and again.

"You—" Li Wen pointed at Fei Yang's face, full of shock.

This weak chicken has always been submissive!

Fei Yang looked up, "You never confessed your love, and we never had any formal relationship."

So, don't always talk about the past.

"But we-"

Fei Yang didn't want to listen to the rotten grains that were as long as foot wraps, so he frowned and interrupted directly.

"Without us, on my birthday, you accepted another man's confession."

Fei Yang was as calm as a story in a book.

But it was such calmness, like slaps slapped hard on Li Wen's face, as if the sound of ear scraping echoed in the air.

His stomach ached from hunger, and Fei Yang didn't bother to look at this scumbag's face. He leaned back on the wide wooden chair and saw off guests written all over his face.

Li Wen clenched and loosened his fists, repeated several times, took a deep breath, and smiled again, "Fei Yang, even if you think I was wrong, I don't blame you."

"I just feel sorry for you. I can give you a house and a sum of money, so you don't need to open this broken physiotherapy shop yourself."

"Look you're tired—"

Fei Yang tilted his head and glanced at him, which directly made Li Wen stop.

That look was too cold, as if he had been exposed to X-rays, and he panicked all of a sudden, as if the conspiracy behind him had been discovered, and he lost all confidence in an instant.

"I don't need your forgiveness."

"I don't accept your charity either."

"You go."

Fei Yang had a stomachache and didn't want to continue entanglement with him.

The man looked gentle, but in reality he was thick-skinned, and his language implied that he would not leave, so he directly issued an order to evict the guest.

"But--"

"No buts."

Fei Yang completely lost his patience. Enduring the stomach pain, he got up and pushed Li Wen out with all his strength.

Stepping on the cobblestone ground at the door, Li Wen didn't leave.

"Fayon!"

"Are you so ruthless?!"

A face full of complaints.

Fei Yang sneered unabashedly, "Since you're so ruthless, why don't you leave quickly."

"you--"

Li Wen was so choked that he couldn't speak, but he didn't achieve his goal, and he didn't want to leave just like that.

"Okay, okay, then let's not talk about other things. I have a bad waist. You can treat my waist. You can go in and talk about it!"

Fei Yang raised his eyebrows and glanced at him, "You?"

"Not cured."

"Oh! Don't everyone say you have medical ethics?"

"That's right, so don't read the ones with bad moral character."

After Fei Yang finished speaking, he turned around directly, casually hung a small red sign of "Closed Business" on the door, and then directly locked the door from the inside, and closed the curtain with a click, not bothering to look at the gentle scum outside.

"Fuck!"

"Fei Yang, you—"

"Oh shit!"

Li Wen was so angry that he kicked the glass door and put his hands on his hips. His gentle image instantly collapsed, leaving only scum.

Fei Yang didn't bother to pay attention to the cursing outside. He lay on the table with both arms, and fell asleep in a daze.

"Damn you! You can check the ip, don't you know?!"

"Doing such a fine-grained thing is actually in your own home?!"

"Have you spent more than 20 years studying for nothing!"

"It's all right now. Is it loud enough to be slapped on the ear?"

"Is your brain full of shit? Huh?!"

Xia Yi's angry curse came from the other end of the phone. Fei Yi felt that his eardrums were going to be pierced, but he didn't dare to refute it.

"If you were as smart as your father, you wouldn't be just a lowly major!"

"Mud can't support a wall!"

After Xia Yi finished speaking angrily, he directly dialed the phone.

Hearing the beeping sound over there, Fei Yi gritted his teeth until he threw the phone against the wall, the phone was dismembered, and then made a free fall.

"Open at 8 o'clock."

"The first female customer entered the physiotherapy shop at 8:03 and left at 8:38, with a smile on her face and light steps when she left."

"The second female customer..."

......

"13:26, No. 30 female customers leave the physiotherapy shop."

"During this period, Mr. Fei Yang has not eaten."

Hearing this, Lu Siming, who had been immersed in his work, frowned imperceptibly.

"At 13:44, a male customer entered the physiotherapy shop. At 13:48, he and Mr. Fei Yang pushed and shoved out. At the door, the two had a dispute."

"dispute?"

Lu Siming raised his head and said these two words playfully.

"Yes."

"video."

"Yes!"

The subordinates immediately sent the video to Lu Sixing's brain.

Lu Siming opened it.

The man who said Fei Yang was ruthless seemed familiar to Lu Siming, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

"Who is he, have you found it?"

The subordinates stood at attention, "Major General of the Tiger Clan Army, Li Wen."

ruthless.

fuck.

Oh shit.

Every time Li Wen said a word, Lu Siming's face became colder.

The subordinates stood where they were, not daring to say a word.

"I want the video in the store and all of Li Wen's information."

"I'll give you 5 minute."

"Yes!"

With a salute from his subordinates, he turned and went out.

As soon as the door of the marshal's office was closed, the composure just now was gone, and he ran frantically in the corridor of the office building.

God knows how hard it is for him to earn a living!

......

Those who can make a living under the command of the prince of the Alpha Empire and the Marshal of the Leopard Clan have several brushes in their hands.

The little men sent all the information to Marshal Lu's star brain in just 4 minutes and 44 seconds.

Take a deep breath and slump in the office chair