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"Lumbar muscle strain, qi deficiency... Well, I also have some stomach problems. Young people, I have seen you like this a lot, relying on my current health, you can pretend, and in another 20 years, you will cry! "

Wen Yu couldn't help but look at Shi Can next to him from the corner of his eye, but the other party seemed to be unconscious, standing aside and busy with his own business.

The white coat was a very formal attire, but he was dressed casually, with his back slightly arched, as if he hadn't woken up, and yawned while writing.

An old Chinese doctor with a white beard gave Wen Yu the pulse, and when he prescribed the prescription, he couldn't stop talking: "Drink less, smoke less! Recently, pay attention to your diet, don't indulge in fish and meat all day long...Chinese medicine Take a few sticks to drink, and then open a course of physical therapy first, and then talk about the effect after finishing."

"What's a course of treatment?" Wen Yu asked.

Li Huaichun, an old Chinese doctor, frowned and looked at him from behind reading glasses, and said angrily, "Acupuncture! Massage! Cupping!"

Every time he said a word, Wen Yu couldn't help shaking, as if those needles and pots had been attached to his body.He quietly smoothed the layer of white sweat on the back of his hand, and dared not speak anymore.

"Shang Qiu? Shang Qiu!" Lao Li shouted loudly, and when Shang Qiu heard the sound, he pointed to Wen Yu, "You take him to do acupuncture, first pull out once today, and then come every day on time for ten days."

The last half sentence was addressed to Wen Yu. He was taken aback for a moment, and said cautiously, "I may not be able to come every day..."

Lao Li started to look at him again with that kind of eyes like examining a child who made a mistake, and Wen Yu corrected himself in the second half: "...but I will try my best, can I?"

Lao Li waved his hand, called Shang Qiu to take him out, and turned his head to greet Shi Can who had been writing notes: "You also go and learn."

Shi Can said "Oh", put the pen and paper in the drawer, got up and left.

Out of Lao Li's office, Wen Yu instinctively breathed a sigh of relief. The sense of oppression brought to him by the other party reminded him of the long-lost Lao Yu, and he was the steel gun Lao Yu 1.0 in high school.At that time, when Lao Yu raised his voice, the whole classroom was silent, and the students didn't even dare to breathe—it's too hard to understand now.

His relief was a bit exaggerated, Shang Qiu took the list to the nurse in charge of dispensing medicine, and said with a smile: "I was scared just now, Mr. Li is like this, I hate others for not taking my health seriously."

Wen Yu said against his will, "It's pretty good."

"But don't take his every word too seriously." Shang Qiu leaned against the glass cabinet holding the medicine, "Acupuncture and moxibustion are all done by the subordinates. Teacher Li hasn't done it himself for a long time. Do you have a day?" He doesn't even know about it. Come and make an appointment with the front desk on the phone, not every day... But it's better to come at least two or three times a week, okay?"

He spoke softly, but his lethality was not much lower than that of Lao Li, making people afraid not to listen.Wen Yu quickly calculated his daily work and nodded in agreement.

Shang Qiu took the medicine for him and weighed it a few times: "Is there a place to cook medicine when I go home? If not, I will cook it for you for a day."

"Ah, okay...thank you." Wen Yu said.

Shang Qiu told the nurse to boil the medicine, and led Wen Yu to the backyard: "Let's go, I'll take you to the back. It's a bit late today, and it might be after six o'clock. Don't you have any entertainment at night?"

Wen Yu: "Not today, but I want to fly to Yancheng tomorrow."

Shang Qiu: "It's okay, it doesn't matter—Xiao Cui, don't stand still! You also come here, there is a patient waiting in line for a massage over there, you can help Da Zhang share it."

Wen Yu's heart skipped a beat when he heard the man lazily answering and following up.

This may be due to the fact that he didn't make an appointment to meet up last time, and he was a little at a loss so far. Thinking of this, he looked forward calmly, and there was that person behind him, and Wen Yu's shoulder blades felt hot.

The phrase "forget it" has been said seventy, eighty, ninety times, but it still can't fool anyone, including myself.

The old house where Huaide Hall is located is similar to a courtyard house, with a patio for boiling medicine in the middle, and the smell of medicine is stronger.The physiotherapy room is on the second floor. It is quite a large room, divided into two sides for men and women, separated by a screen in the middle.

Wen Yu was lucky, he caught up with the previous one and just left, Shang Qiu directed him to lie down on the physiotherapy bed.

The physiotherapy bed is at most half a meter wide, which is not as good as a single bed in an ordinary school dormitory.Wen Yu hesitated for a moment, then looked at the patients who were undergoing acupuncture on the left and right, one was lying on his stomach and the other was lying on his back, both of them exposed a large part of their body, closed their eyes and rested their minds, unaware of whether this would involve privacy.

Shang Qiu watched from the side, and after noticing his hesitation, he patted the head of the bed, half-jokingly said: "We don't have a single room here, you can only bear it if you are not used to it."

Wen Yu said "no" but moved slowly, using a lot of perseverance to persuade himself not to run away on the spot.He took off his shoes. Fortunately, his clothes are thin in summer, so it doesn't matter if he doesn't take them off. From the corner of his eye, he glanced at Cui Shican who was doing nothing on the other side, and Wen Yu gritted his teeth.

Come here.

Lying on all fours, she couldn't see other people's movements, and her other senses became extremely obvious. When pushing the cart, bottles and cans collided with each other, which made Wen Yu nervous for a while.Shang Qiu tried the position for him first, opened the T-shirt, and pressed his cool fingers on the shoulder blades and waist. When the marker pen touched it, Wen Yu shuddered slightly again.

"I've got the needle, so don't shake it." Shang Qiu joked, "Otherwise, if I go wrong and get stabbed, I'll be paralyzed. Have you bought insurance?"

Amused by his relaxed and cheerful tone, Wen Yu just spoke, but was held down again.Shang Qiu said in a low voice, "Don't laugh." Immediately afterwards, like an ant, he took a bite, and the silver needle pierced into the flesh quickly and accurately.

Wen Yu grabbed the bed sheet, trying not to yell out.

The feeling of acupuncture and moxibustion is very strange and not painful, but there is always a feeling of swelling somewhere, a foreign body sensation that is difficult to ignore.

The first time he didn't get used to it well, it seemed that there was some blood, but later he learned to relax, lying on his head with a blank mind, when Shang Qiu didn't exist, he was gradually able to ignore it.It's just that some places are too sensitive, and Wen Yu himself doesn't often touch them, and will twitch suddenly when the silver needle is inserted.

"Your waist is too sensitive." Shang Qiu sighed, seeing his reaction, smiled, "Why are your ears still red!"

"...I know." Wen Yu muttered, "Is it over?"

No one paid any attention to his question. It seemed like a century later, after the small box of the moxibustion sticks was closed and the necessary wiring was done, Shang Qiu said, "Okay, you can sleep for a while."

Wen Yu:? ? ?

He thought acupuncture was just sticking it in and taking it out. Why is it electric and infrared? Now let him sleep on this bed, why don't you tell him how long he will sleep?

Wen Yu gritted his teeth and put all this account on Han Mo's head.

Soon the place where the needle was inserted didn't feel any big, the moxa stick was smoked, but it was warm, and the air conditioner in the physiotherapy room was turned on at the most suitable temperature. After a long time, it really made people feel sleepy.Wen Yu was bored, and some illogical words flashed in his mind unconsciously, as if they were fragments scattered deep in his mind.

Yancheng, class.

Company acquisitions, the broader market fell.

Research groups, meetings.

classmate reunion……

Shi Can.

He suddenly regained his energy, and a familiar voice sounded in his ear: "No."

Just a short distance away, Wen Yu even had the illusion that he could see Shi Can's old sneakers next to the bed next door.He tried his best to recall the cause and effect, but at this moment he heard the little nurse smiling and urging him: "You didn't come last time, so why this time?"

"I have something to do at night." Shi Can said, a little softly, but with a resolute tone.

The little nurse said: "What can I do? During the meal time, everyone will go and you will not go."

Shi Can: "...I really have something to do."

Next to him, Shang Qiu interjected with a smile: "If he doesn't go, I will. Fish hot pot is my favorite."

The little nurse snorted: "I don't want to go with you, I'm tired of being with you every time, okay?"

Shang Qiu was not annoyed at being rejected, and walked straight over to pick Wen Yu's needle.He didn't notice that Wen Yu had woken up, so he put down the T-shirt for him again, and reminded after receiving the response: "Don't be nervous, lie down for a while, I'll give you a massage."

No thoughts here, Wen Yu can only do what he says and continue to pretend to be a corpse.

What he said just now made him a little sad, maybe he was sensitive, wasn't Shi Can like this before?Only when you are in a good mood will you appear to have a good temper, and at other times you will ignore others.

But in the past, Shi Can would not be so direct, nor would he be ambiguous.

He always said what he had.

Wen Yu couldn't help wondering what happened to him in the past few years. With his shallow experience and knowledge, although a few years in college can change a person's personality and mentality, it will never be such a depressing change.Shi Can sounded as if he was not interested in everything, Chen Qian said that he was "unwilling to come in", and he refused to accept the invitation from his colleagues.

Makes sense, but disturbing.

"Have you rested yet?" Shang Qiu patted him on the back, "I'll press it for you now, it may be a little uncomfortable for the first time, if you press too hard, just say, I'll be lighter."

Wen Yu replied in a muffled voice, "Yes."

Shang Qiu lifted a stool and sat down in front of the treatment bed, and stretched out his hand to press the back of Wen Yu's neck.His technique was meticulous, his strength was moderate, and he was so comfortable that Wen Yu narrowed his eyes, feeling more relaxed than ever before.

This time is really relaxing, he thought half asleep, better than acupuncture.

Unexpectedly, after a few clicks, a little nurse came from outside, stood at the door and knocked on the wooden board: "Doctor Shang, there is a Mr. Xia who came outside and said he has something to do with you."

"Mr. Xia?" Shang Qiu didn't respond.

Little nurse: "Well, he said his surname is Xia, so you'll know it after hearing it."

"...What is he here for?" Shang Qiu paused, remembering who that person was.He thought for a moment and withdrew his hand, and sighed helplessly, "Forget it, I'll go and have a look."

There was a creaking sound of the bench being dragged, and then the footsteps went farther and farther. Just when Wen Yu thought he had left him for the time being, Shang Qiu walked halfway and stopped for a beat, and told the people next to him: "I don't know what's wrong with him, It may take a while to come back, Shi Can, take over."

Shi Can looked up from the corner: "Huh?"

Shang Qiu had already left, he looked left and right, everyone was busy with their own business, so he stretched and stood up.

Wen Yu: "..."

Suddenly nervous.

Breathing became short of breath, and as Shi Can put his hand up, Wen Yu's nerves, which had been so hard to relax, tightened up again, and he didn't know how to put his hands and feet, so he had to lie upright on his stomach, feeling as if he had nothing to hide.

He and Shi Can had a lot of physical contact when they were teenagers, whether they were hugging each other or fighting each other, they were all intimacy like a joke.

The situation is completely different now, and it is difficult for Wen Yu to ignore the disparity brought about by the gap.Shi Can's hands on the back of his neck and shoulders, the thin calluses on his fingertips are no longer due to basketball and copying notes, he has become calm and silent, just the way he stands there with his head bowed makes Wen Yu's heart ache A little sour.

It's not like this at a wedding, why can't you even laugh?

Didn't say hello all the time, did you even recognize me?

You were fine that day, weren't you? What happened to you?

Sniffing, Wen Yu's throat felt uncomfortable, and he coughed twice.

"Too heavy?" Shi Can asked him.

"No." Wen Yu said, wanting to turn his head to look at him, his shoulder blades were pinned down, so he had nothing to say, "After that day... why did you leave suddenly? Qian'er asked you, but I didn't see it .”

Shi Can: "I worked overtime that afternoon."

Wen Yu said "Oh", and couldn't find the topic again, rolled his eyes to himself secretly, and thought: "Isn't the person under the company's training usually very good, and it will only be embarrassing if you talk about it when the time comes. Is it useful, Wen Yu?"

"But you should have a good time, right?" Shi Can asked softly, pressed his head and neck, pushed on his back, and patted Wen Yu's tense muscles, "Relax, how can I press like this?" ?”

"...Okay." Wen Yu said, actually a little happy.

He thought that he was too easy to be satisfied, and he could taste two or three points of memories from that pat.

Shi Can's strength was a bit stronger than Shang Qiu's, and occasionally it caused pain. Wen Yu wanted to talk to him again, but refused to yell out, so he had to endure the pain and speak intermittently: "That afternoon, Jing Xing and us Going to sing...well, almost everyone at the table went...going. To save face, expose Jing Xing on the spot, saying that his singing is bad and bad."

There were only bright and clean floor tiles in front of him, and Wen Yu couldn't continue speaking halfway through, and Shi Can didn't talk about it when he felt aggrieved.

His nose was sore, and the place where the needle had just been pricked was massaged by ruthless hands. There were many people chatting beside his ears, but he couldn't hear the voice he wanted to hear the most.

"... At least give me a reaction, I can still hear 'hmm' when I'm chatting with someone." Wen Yu said with a smile, hiding his bitterness.

Shi Can: "I'm listening, I... I just don't know what to say."

Wen Yu asked: "Don't ask him what he sang, and what we did that night."

Shi Can: "I also know, you must have poured Xu Qingjia wine."

He's not interested, Wen Yu thought for no reason, it's hard to say anything more.At the end of the massage, Can helped him stretch, and his bones could be heard crackling, Wen Yu half-truthfully yelled of pain, and a low laugh flew by his ear.

That happy feeling came again, like floating in mid-air.

Shi Can said it was ok, told him to sit up, lowered his head and lifted his shoes to the side of the clinic bed, then turned his back to do his own thing.After the massage was over, a little sweat dripped from his back, and the back of his neck was shining brightly.

"Shi Can." Wen Yu glanced at the time, "Are you leaving get off work soon?"

He turned around: "Huh?"

Wen Yu blinked quickly: "Shall we have a meal together?"

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