Interstellar Acupuncture Master

After the evening news, Fei Yang went back to his bedroom and called Lu Siming. It seemed that only in this way could he feel relieved.

"Is there going to be a war?" Fei Yang was a little nervous. He lived in a peaceful country in his previous life, and war is a word that can only be seen on TV and books.

"En." Lu Siming did not hesitate, "Don't worry, I'm here." I will protect you.

"Okay," Fei Yang felt at ease, but still instructed, "You have to be careful."

"Okay, take a good rest." Lu Siming's voice was low and tired, Fei Yang didn't want to make him more tired, so he hung up the phone quickly, he must be very busy there.

When Lu Siming got busy, he didn't have any letter at all. Fei Yang had to study with Wu Xin first, and sort out the knowledge of Chinese medicine together. It would be the best if he could publish a book, so that teaching would be much more convenient.

In this process, the knowledge is huge and complicated. Wu Xin is charging every day, but in a few days, he is already a different senior brother who can bear the name.

Fei Yang paid attention to the news of the empire every day, but when it came to reports on the specific battle situation, the two sides were deadlocked.

It was already the fifth day, and there was no news. Fei Yang, who was trying to concentrate on sorting out the framework with Wu Xin, suddenly rang, and it was Lu Siming's number.

Fei Yang picked it up almost impatiently.

"Honey, how are you?" Wu Xin didn't even care that he was beside him.

"Little Doctor Yang, I'm a little wit!"

"Oh." Fei Yang was a little confused. No one else had ever used Lu Siming's cell phone.

There was a lot of noise from Little Witty's side, with a stabbing voice, "Doctor Xiao Yang, our marshal's mania has happened again, and this time it's worse than before."

Fei Yang stood up all of a sudden, and shouted anxiously, "Cure it quickly!"

Wu Xin had never seen the teacher's tone so bad. He stood up and walked to the teacher's side, trying to hear the voice on the other end of the phone.

"Little Doctor Yang, Mingde Hospital was treating mania before, and Mingde Hospital was Xia Zhantian's brother-in-law's hospital. Now the two sides are at war, so," Xiao Jiling said here, and Fei Yang understood.

Now let alone cure diseases, it is good not to be killed, how can we go.

"Where is it? I'll go over and have a look!" What kind of mania, he wants to see it, why can't he go to Mingde Hospital!

"I asked Qiao Yu to fly the aircraft to pick you up."

"it is good."

After hanging up the phone, Fei Yang immediately began to change his clothes. When he was at home these days, he was wearing pajamas casually. Because he was a little decadent these days, he didn't even wash his face.

"Wu Xin, pack up quickly, bring more needles, scraping boards, oil, and cupping."

"Okay!" Wu Xin hurriedly went to the study to clean up, but within 3 minutes, he waited in the living room with the medicine box.

As soon as Fei Yang changed his clothes, Qiao Yu arrived.

After getting on Qiao Yu's aircraft, Fei Yang worriedly asked about Lu Siming's situation.

Qiao Yu didn't know much about the details, so she explained the process to Fei Yang.

It turned out that the two sides fought fiercely. Lu Siming personally fought against Xia Zhantian.

"Although the treatment cabin can't be completely cured, it can also relieve some pain." Speaking of this, Qiao Yu slapped the controller angrily, causing the aircraft to shake, "But the treatment cabin is all from Mingde Hospital, Xia Zhan Every day after the fight, we go back to sleep in the treatment cabin, and our marshal can only stand up, and only then did the mania upgrade to the third level, and it is getting more and more serious."

Fei Yang became more and more curious about this so-called mania. What kind of problem is it? Such a man was actually defeated by such a problem.

Fei Yang soon arrived at the temporary barracks of the leopard army.

Qiao Yu walked quickly, leading Fei Yang around the barracks, passing through a group of flying machines, and soon arrived at the main camp.

Fei Yang's heartbeat started to speed up. The moment he opened the door and walked in, he didn't see anyone he wanted to see, only the desk and equipment.

"This way." Qiao Yu led Fei Yang to the next room, and Fei Yang saw Lu Siming lying on the bed.

But I haven't seen him for four days. The person in front of me has a sallow complexion, dark circles under his eyes, and his brows are slightly frowned, as if he has lost his breath.

"How could this be?" Fei Yang couldn't believe it, and looked at Little Clever in shock.

Little Clever looked solemn, "I told you to come and see, the Marshal was afraid that you would be worried, so he insisted that he could overcome it, but he didn't expect this bastard Xia Zhantian to take the opportunity to keep harassing him, and the Marshal never had a chance to calm down. It's getting worse."

"Today is really serious. The marshal just now—" Qiao Yu gave him a wink, and the little wit immediately changed the subject, "Look quickly, Doctor Xiao Yang."

Fei Yang's face was solemn, he squatted beside the bed, and pulled out his lover's hand from under the quilt. It was not as hot as usual, but very close to his own hand temperature.

"Little Doctor Yang, sit down." Xiaojiling immediately handed over the stool.

Just as Fei Yang sat down, Lu Siming, who was lying down just now, seemed to be out of breath, suddenly opened his eyes, stared at the ceiling, and pulled his hand out of Fei Yang's hand suddenly, sat up, shaking his head vigorously, as if it hurts look.

But obviously shaking his head didn't ease, Lu Siming patted his head vigorously with his hand, it was so loud that it made people feel distressed.

The moment Fei Yang came to his senses, he immediately stepped forward to press Lu Siming's hand, but today's people are far from like five days ago, who can be knocked down with one finger. Throwing it out, his back hit the wall, and his face was deformed in an instant due to the pain.

Wu Xin couldn't believe his eyes, is this the legendary soldier mania?Marshal Lu usually responds to his teacher's request. He is quite a dog leg. He is not at all like the proud leopard clan in his conventional understanding. Today, he actually...

"Teacher." Wu Xin hurried forward to help the teacher up.

"Uh, you give me a hand, I've lost my leg!" Fei Yang grabbed Wu Xin's hand vigorously.

Fortunately, Wu Xin was tall and quite vigorous, but it took a lot of effort to pull Fei Yang up.

When Fei Yang stood up, he saw Lu Siming throwing the quilt to the ground almost frantically, while Qiao Yu and Xiao Jiling were holding him down, asking the people next to him to give him a tranquilizer.

"Don't! Tranquilizers are bad for your nerves." Fei Yang limped over with one hand on Wu Xin's arm and the other on his waist.

"Wu Xin, go get the needle."

Fei Yang injected Lu Siming with some temporarily calming acupuncture points. When the needle was about to go in, Lu Siming almost looked at Fei Yang with burning eyes, as if looking at an enemy.

Fei Yang felt very uncomfortable, his mind was in a state of confusion, but he still endured the injection until Lu Siming could no longer struggle, closed his eyes, and fell asleep slowly, then Fei Yang sat down on the ground weakly.

"Doctor Xiao Yang, don't be sad. The marshal's mania has escalated. He is unconscious now. He didn't mean to treat you that way." The little wit is very good at reading words and expressions. Looking at Fei Yang's expression, he knew that Fei Yang was in trouble for a while. accept.

"I know." But my heart was still very uncomfortable.

"Hey, Marshal, he usually has the guts to do this to you."

The more this happened, the sadder Fei Yang became. He tilted his head to look at the side face of this tired man, he should feel even more uncomfortable.

"Wu Xin, help me up!"

Fei Yang sat up straight, took Lu Siming's hand, and took his pulse carefully. No matter what the problem was, there was nothing he couldn't understand after studying it!

The pulse condition is fast and disordered, and some important acupoints are blocked, especially on the head. The transmission of essence, qi and blood has been completely chaotic. This is the reason why Lu Siming had a splitting headache just now.

"Wu Xin, disinfect the needle." Fei Yang stretched out his hand, and Wu Xin immediately began to prepare.

Fei Yang first opened the big hole on Lu Siming's head, and then asked Qiao Yu and Xiao Ji Ling to help him take off Lu Siming's clothes.

"Take off your pants too?" Qiao Yu couldn't help it.

"All." Fei Yang said casually as he was taking the needle.

Qiao Yu: All right.

Lu Siming's upper body and lower body are completely different colors, probably because he often shows his upper body shirtless. Starting from the waist, the upper part is bronze and the lower part is white.

Fei Yang looked at the charming man in front of him, and neatly started to inject the needle from the chest. His hand was steady, accurate and fast, and he opened all the big acupoints in front of him in a short while. When he pushed, the soreness made Lu Siming frown. But still did not wake up.

"Doctor Xiao Yang, your little needle is too strong, and it is more effective than tranquilizers." Xiaojiling couldn't help but sigh, "It's been more than an hour, and the marshal hasn't woken up to make trouble anymore."

Fei Yang was getting the needle in the front, and when he heard the sound, he turned around and asked, "How often did he wake up before?"

Little Witty thought for a while, "After taking the sedative, it can last for half an hour."

Fei Yang nodded, that was indeed serious.

The needles on the front were lifted up, "Turn him over and lie flat." In fact, the main meridian is still in the back.

Fei Yang started along the cervical spine, all the way to the tail spine, taking care of all the important acupuncture points.

Although he had been in bed twice, Fei Yang only found out today that Lu Siming's buttocks are so perky, full of elasticity and tenacity when the needles are inserted, it's really a fitness trainer's butt.

Along the two buttocks all the way to the soles of the feet, in this way, all the acupuncture points of the whole body pass through once, the Qi and blood can flow smoothly, without congestion, and the natural pulse condition will be normal.

After the needle was given, Fei Yang carefully helped Lu Siming get dressed and covered him with a quilt. Seeing Xiao Ji Ling and Qiao Yu waiting anxiously beside him, he did not forget to comfort him, "It's okay, I'll wake up in half an hour, wake up It shouldn't be a big problem."

"Really?" Qiao Yu couldn't believe it, this was mania.

Fei Yang nodded, then suddenly remembered, "How is his meal?"

When it came to eating, Xiaojiling looked helpless, "I haven't eaten well for several meals."

"Where's the kitchen? I'll make him something, he'll be hungry when he wakes up."

Little Witty took Fei Yang to the kitchen, thanked him very much along the way, Fei Yang gave Little Witty a very sunny smile, "You have been taking care of Xiao Lu, I should thank you, he has a bad temper, don't Compete with him."

Little clever:!

Keke, I seem to have said the wrong thing.

People are passionately in love with their husbands and wives, do they still need to thank them in the middle?

Cough cough, redundant redundant.

bothered orz

When Fei Yang came back with four dishes and one soup, he heard Lu Siming's voice, sexy subwoofer, he didn't know how seductive he was!

The moment Lu Siming saw Fei Yang, the businesslike expression on his face immediately turned into a puddle of water and softened, "Xiao Yang, you don't have to work so hard, just let them do it."

Xiao Ji Ling and Qiao Yu set up a small table in front of the bed, Fei Yang asked the meal to be set up, blushing a little bit shyly, "Isn't this worried that you can't eat well?"

Lu Siming held Xiao Yang's hand sweetly, "But I'm worried that you're tired."

"Ahem, Marshal, I'm going out to order something."

"I'll go as well."

"Well, little witty brother, take me around the barracks, it's my first time here."

The room instantly became a world of two people.

Only then did Fei Yang go to the side of the bed and sit down, leaning against Lu Siming's arms, holding Lu Siming's hand, feeling the obvious rise in body temperature, his heart was at ease.

Looking back at the person who was a head taller than him, his voice was full of concern, "Does your head still hurt?"

Lu Siming shook his head, "Very good."

"That's good."

Lu Siming lowered his head and kissed Xiao Yang's forehead, "It's good to have you."

Fei Yang turned around, raised his head and kissed back, then smiled and pulled Lu Siming to eat.

Fish-flavored pork shreds, glutinous rice braised pork, mushrooms and rapeseed, tomato scrambled eggs, and seaweed soup.

"It's good for your body."

"Okay." Lu Siming was really hungry, picked up his chopsticks and started eating meat.

"Don't be picky," Fei Yang reminded.

Lu Siming smiled, like the warm sun in winter, "Understood, wife."