【Qi Feng】A Simple and Crude Leg Treatment Story

Qi Wuhui patted his face and asked, "Does it still hurt?"

Feng Wuya vaguely said that it hurts, Qi Wuhui said: "Ask if your tongue hurts." Only then did Feng Wuya realize that his understanding was misunderstood, and against the swelling, itching and numbness on the tip of his tongue, he couldn't pronounce the words clearly: " It doesn't hurt." After finishing speaking, there was another trembling and a muffled groan.The leg seemed to be broken and smashed and then thrown into the stove to burn. Feng Wuya could gradually feel that the previously completely unconscious part seemed to be connected to other parts, and it was no longer like a weird wooden leg.Qi Wuhui held Feng Wuya's hand, better than nothing to send him small wisps of internal energy, helping Feng Wuya circulate his breath, break through the stagnation, and sort out the somewhat chaotic direction of true energy.Due to the effect of the medicinal bath, Feng Wuya's body is now filled with true energy, and even feels a little overflowing and swollen, which aggravates the burning sensation in his legs. Even the tendons of his upper body have the illusion that they have been thrown into the raging fire. The blood seems to be The molten magma scorched every inch of his flesh and skin.His dantian seemed to be gathering sparks, he didn't know how to extinguish them, and he didn't dare to let them wander around easily.

In such a situation, it would be good if Qi Wuhui didn't come to help, Feng Wuya gritted his teeth and finally managed to get over it, once he helped, it would be like throwing an open flame on a pile of firewood that was ignited at the stars, and the fire would ignite in an instant , The mist enveloped the surrounding fields, the sky was scorched, everything was burnt clean, nothing remained, Feng Wuya was too late to withdraw his hand, the fire burned to the eyes, burning a blush, the eyes sparkled, not very clear , It's like the situation when you have a cold and a high fever.Qi Wuhui sensed that something was wrong, stopped hurriedly, held Feng Wuya's hand, feeling startled, it was like the hot steamed buns stolen from the steamer in the back kitchen when a teenager fainted from hunger before dawn, it burned his left hand He could hardly hold his right hand and his left hand, but Feng Wuya was extremely calm, grabbed his hand stubbornly, and said reluctantly: "It's nothing, but the speed of the true energy flow has accelerated." Qi Wuhui glanced down, the thick The ink-like medicinal soup is rapidly fading and becoming transparent and clear.However, because of Qi Wuhui's glance, Feng Wuya suddenly shook off Qi Wuhui's hand like throwing off ice scum or sparks.

Duan Ming was actually right.

Realizing some reactions that shouldn't have happened, Feng Wuya seemed to have been splashed with cold water head-on, but his face was flustered with embarrassment, and he had a lot of thoughts at the moment but none of them were beneficial to the present, wishing he could get dizzy and faint.

Feng Wuya said awkwardly: "Brother, can you please step aside for a moment?"

Qi Wuhui was still out of the situation, so he immediately vetoed it without even thinking about it: "What nonsense, how dare I leave you alone? Besides, seeing that the medicinal soup is about to be soaked, wash it with clean warm water later. Just go back to wash and rest."

"But..." It was up to Feng Wuya how to speak.

Although the two of them grew up together, they had seen enough of each other's ordinary and unusual situations when they were growing up, and they didn't feel any shame, but the past was different from today, they were both seven-foot men in charge of their own, No matter how close the brothers are, how can such a private matter be played and joked with each other like when they were young?What's more, if it's really as ignorant as it was when I was a teenager, it's okay to have nothing else to think about. Now those thoughts in my heart, even if I turn a blind eye to myself and deceive myself again and again, it's impossible that nothing really exists.

After the self-injury, his walking, lying and daily life, including changing clothes and unloading his hands, has become more or less troublesome. Apart from the inconvenience of standing and squatting, the things are also affected by the injury. Fortunately, he can still feel and control. Not down to the point of incontinence, but other functions are indeed hindered.Liu Shengxue is a doctor, he has seen a lot, he doesn't take it seriously, he doesn't change his face when he talks about his illness, and comforts Feng Wuya, saying that this is just a small temporary problem, which can be easily resolved.Feng Wuya himself is not a person of lust, and the children of the world do not regard the incense of future generations as important as ordinary people. Anyway, the person he likes is—in short, it doesn't matter. In private, he feels that there is one less trouble. Waking up in a dream and soiling his underwear was once the darkest and shameful moment in his life.

Who would have thought that Duan Ming's medicine would take effect so quickly, and I don't know if the legs will heal, so I cheered up when it was difficult to speak, Feng Wuya tried to move, his legs closed slightly, but they couldn't squeeze as he thought Tighten up, it's still the same as before, it's better to say that you can't control it than you don't feel it.Of course, he also knew in his heart that there would not be such a miraculous medicine, one soak could restore his legs to their original state, and it was inevitable to be disappointed.When the water slowly clears, you can see everything clearly.Feng Wuya was a little desperate, and he let go of his strength, and even wanted to soak his head in the water to calm down.

Qi Wuhui only thought that he was in pain and refused to say anything, of course he would not avoid it, and seeing Feng Wuya's body slowly slipping down, the water almost covered his chin and lips, he was afraid that he would be dizzy due to the heat after soaking for a long time , and quickly lifted his arms on both sides to pick him up and straighten him.

Qi Wuhui frowned tightly and said: "What's the matter, your body is so hot?"

Feng Wuya probably suffered too much. The burning pain and other messy thoughts burned several strings in his brain. For some reason, he felt aggrieved inexplicably. What did he do wrong to have this encounter? He obviously did nothing wrong. Could it be that God is so strict that even the slightest distraction is not allowed.In the end, Feng Wuya said in a slightly nasal voice as he did when he was a child: "Senior brother, don't you want to stop dating, okay? I don't want to continue dating."

If it wasn't for this torment, why would Feng Wuya be here? Qi Wuhui's heart throbbed in pain, and he naturally softened his temper, coaxing: "Okay, let's stop soaking, let me pick you up?"

Feng Wuya shook his head and said, "No, brother, I can stand up by myself, I'll just hold on to the tub."

"...No way." Qi Wuhui originally wanted to scold, but seeing Feng Wuya's appearance, he endured it, suppressed the curse, and said dryly.

Feng Wuya said: "I'm not a useless person. I have a sense of propriety. Sooner or later, I will stand up and walk by myself. Is it possible that I can rely on my brother for a lifetime?"

It doesn't matter if it's a lifetime.Qi Wuhui wanted to say this, but he also understood that he couldn't allow himself to use guilt as an excuse to prevent Feng Wuya from doing what he wanted to do. Even if he was willing to just take care of Feng Wuya like this, why would Feng Wuya be willing to be trapped all his life? , can only rely on others to take care of and live.

Qi Wuhui muttered: "That's not too bad. You soaked for a long time, and the bottom of the tub is very slippery. I'd better carry you out."

If he was hugged by him, the changes in Feng Wuya's body would undoubtedly be seen clearly, and he would not know how embarrassing the scene would be.Feng Wuya still refused, and just said: "I'm not that delicate, or else, brother, you are at the side, just give me a little support, and you will definitely be able to save me in time if anything happens."

Qi Wuhui had no choice but to follow his wishes, and brought him a towel and clothes, and put them on the shelf in front of the bathtub, and Feng Wuya could take them off with just a stretch of his hand.Qi Wuhui stood against the tub, facing the back of Feng Wuya's head and back, with his hands slightly embracing, guarding Feng Wuya's shoulders on both sides, Feng Wuya was really afraid that Qi Wuhui would directly Lift yourself up like a chicken.Putting his hands on the side of the bathtub, Feng Wuya slowly exerted his strength, carefully propped up his body, before he stood up straight, he glanced at Qi Wuhui, and hurriedly went to get the towel to wipe his body. Of course it was unstable, but fortunately he was kept Qi Wuhui, who was staring closely, supported him, and while Qi Wuhui hugged him horizontally, Feng Wuya also covered his lower body with a towel, and said nonchalantly: "My body is covered with water, senior brother, your clothes are dirty again. "Qi Wuhui said: "In that case, you will wash it for me tomorrow." As he spoke, he walked to a shelf where a huge towel was hanging to dry. , the towel fell down onto Feng Wuya's body, almost covering his whole body, Feng Wuya arched his head out from inside, Qi Wuhui had already carried him to the outer bed, and said: "Wrap tightly, don't Let me freeze myself."

But Feng Wuya said: "Anyway, I have to go into the water again later, what are you going to do with all this effort?" He also has a temper, after such a toss, he just wants to go back to rest and calm down as soon as possible, knowing that the senior brother is doing it for his own good, but it is still inevitable that he will be a little emotional , especially something in the lower body, it would be bad if Qi Wuhui saw the clues.

The strange thing is that Qi Wuhui didn't reply right away, but persuaded in a rare and very calm tone: "It's okay, don't worry, as long as you suffer from the crime for a while, it will be fine soon."

This made Feng Wuya's hair stand on end instead: "Senior brother... I didn't mean that, don't get angry."

"I know. I'm not mad either."

Feng Wuya was wrapped into a big white cocoon, curled up on the bed, Qi Wuhui went to tidy up the bathtub, and replaced it with new hot water.Leaving the effect of the medicinal bath, Feng Wuya's boiling qi and internal energy subsided, calmed down, and obediently operated according to the original route, and there was no strong burning sensation in the lower abdomen and legs, but the thing did not stop It means that it may be that the owner has been abstinent for too long, which has accumulated resentment and anger for a long time, and he is unwilling to let it go easily.Feng Wuya curled up, not knowing what to do.

When Qi Wuhui came back, he saw Feng Wuya tilted his head and closed his eyes, as if he had fallen asleep, and there was a slight snoring sound.

Qi Wuhui laughed dumbfounded, and said, "You never have the habit of snoring when you sleep."

The snoring stopped.

Feng Wuya pulled the quilt over his head and snuggled up in it: "I'm a little sleepy, go to sleep first."

"Here? I don't know how many patients of this kind have been lying in Duan Ming's hospital bed. Let me think about it. One time, there was a pustule all over her body..." Qi Wuhui deliberately teased him, made up his mouth casually, and said with a smile.

Feng Wuya froze, always feeling itchy all over his body, reluctantly pulled off the quilt, exposed his head, watched Qi Wuhui stroke his beard and smiled, realized that Qi Wuhui was teasing him, turned over and went away I ignored him and said: "Brother, I'm really sleepy."

Qi Wuhui leaned over and patted his face with the back of his hand, like a village bully molesting a decent woman, and said slowly, "Oh? Are you sure you can just let it go and fall asleep?"

Feng Wuya looked at Ai Ai with a guilty conscience, "What... just leave it alone?"

Qi Wuhui almost bit his ear, the heat and moisture sprayed on his ears seemed to fall directly on his heart: "Feng Wuya, do you think I am blind or stupid? Acting is not good, don't try to hide it I."

After being punctured by him, the expected shame did not come, Feng Wuya only felt that a fire was burning again, this time it was not from the dantian tendons, but from Qi Wuhui's lips against the earlobe, which was a bit piercing The dregs of the beard, the small fluff that trembled after being whispered and kissed, the ears and neck that were so red that they grew and spread to all places, and there was no longer the feeling of inner energy full of energy, it just felt that it was not enough, what? Not enough, not close enough, not warm enough, not satisfying enough.Instead, what Feng Wuya raised was another kind of anger.He thought quite resentfully, if you were really not blind or stupid, how could you have left in the first place, and didn't know how to come back after such a long time to ask someone to tell you that you are safe, how could you think that I hate you and don't want to see you How could it be that he still looks like a senior brother who has no distracting thoughts even now.What the hell do you know.You don't know anything, so it would be easy to hide it from you.

But then he hated himself for falling into such a predicament, as if he couldn't control Qi Wuhui's sword, couldn't control his legs, he was powerless to everything, including the most unbearable desires, all were out of his control.He was trembling obviously, but he tried to force himself to be calm and said: "Then please brother Qi give Feng some face and stay away for a while."

Qi Wuhui sighed quietly in his ear, but said: "Feng Wuya, don't think about it, I didn't mean to insult you, so what, you are just a little angry and you are holding back and refuse to say it. Junior brother, tell me It makes sense, I am your senior brother! I used to bathe you, but you lost your temper and ran around the house with bare buttocks, what do you mean by being so unfamiliar?"

Facing the wall, Feng Wuya who didn't look at Qi Wuhui didn't know Qi Wuhui's expression now. In fact, he was a little more nervous than him, and the words to him were so messy that his tongue was about to tie up. , I don't even know what nonsense I'm talking about.

Feng Wuya said coldly: "It's because I was ignorant when I was young, it's ridiculous, besides, I was the closest to my senior brother at that time. But it's different now."

Qi Wuhui was shocked suddenly, his tone became cold, and he was not easy to lose his temper. He grinded his back molars, and the words were squeezed out from the gaps between his teeth: "The closest to me then? It's different now? Are you the closest now? Who is he close to?!" He knew that his so-called senior brother who had run away after the worst injury had no position to question Feng Wuya, but he seemed to vaguely know his position in Feng Wuya's heart, and he didn't know where to go The confidence to come.It seemed that Feng Wuya's answer was not to his liking, and his ears would be bitten off.

"Feng has been weak for a long time. He is not a child. Naturally, there is someone he likes. Feng thinks that such intimacy can only be done with the person he likes... I hope my brother will forgive me."

Qi Wuhui was furious, and he had no time to think about why he was angry. He clasped Feng Wuya's shoulders tightly with both hands, tried his best to restrain himself, and asked in a low voice, "Who is it?!"

Feng Wuya remained silent, he could feel his desire gradually fading away, probably because the potency of the medicine had finally run out, and the remaining anger in his body had also been exhausted, but he was still extremely embarrassed and ashamed.

Qi Wuhui coaxed again: "Senior brother just wants to know who you have in mind, and will never interfere in your private affairs. Don't worry, you tell senior brother, senior brother will definitely not trouble her." Miscellaneous people don't let her go into the mountain, so if the junior sisters are willing to fight, they can learn from each other to see if they can fight, and if they can't beat them, they don't want to think about anything.

Feng Wuya said slowly: "Forget it, senior brother, he may not be in love with me, so why bother to say it to annoy me."

Qi Wuhui just now was concerned about which girl dared to seduce his junior brother, but when he heard his junior brother's own words, he suddenly became annoyed and wondered who would be so short-sighted and dared to look down on his junior brother. The number of flavors is mixed, so the firm sentence that I want to say as much as possible just seems yin and yang: "Tell me, the brother will help you, if you don't agree--she dares not agree!"

Qi Wuhui is confused if he cares about it. He hasn't come to his senses until now and thinks about it. Feng Wuya has been staying in Huashan all the time, and he was troubled by illness when he was separated from him. How could a person he likes suddenly appear? man of.

Only then did Feng Wuya turn around and stare at Qi Wuhui.Qi Wuhui got a little hairy from his stare, he hurriedly let go of Feng Wuya's shoulder, there was already a deep red mark on it, which probably won't go away tomorrow.

"Brother, if I tell you, can I guarantee that he will accept me?"

Accept a skull!Qi Wuhui was about to explode with rage, but for the sake of cliché, he could only say against his will: "I will." The sour jar of old vinegar was almost overturned.

Feng Wuya's lips moved, signaling Qi Wuhui to come over with his ears. Qi Wuhui knelt on the bed with half of his body almost pressed against Feng Wuya's body, and put his ears to Feng Wuya's mouth to listen He speaks.

Feng Wuya wrapped his arms around Qi Wuhui's neck, pressed against Qi Wuhui's ears, took a deep breath, and whispered bitterly: "Qi Wuhui, are you stupid?"

"The person I like, who else can it be?"

"You pretended to be confused for a long time, are you really confused?"

Three questions in a row made Qi Wuhui dizzy.

"Hey, no, you, Feng Wuya, wait a minute, you, what do you mean?"

Feng Wuya looked at him with a half-smile, but didn't speak.

After a while, Qi Wuhui said in disbelief, "You...you like me?"

Feng Wuya said: "Brother, do you still remember the year you gave me the flute, I gave you a birthday present?"

"That small knife with the size of a finger? You—" Qi Wuhui was stunned, he recalled something, and finally understood, his pupils constricted, and he hugged Feng Wuya tightly, "I thought, I thought... ..."

"Thought it was a coincidence? How can there be such a coincidence in the world? Seeing that you didn't respond at the time, I thought you didn't find out, or, you saw it, didn't take it seriously, and forgot."

"Forgot? How could I forget, how dare I forget. Hidden in the center, when will I forget it." Near the handle of the exquisite knife with the size of a finger, there are eight tiny characters engraved, "Hidden in the center, how can I forget it?" Forget it every day."

And on the flute presented by Qi Wuhui, there are also eight very shallow characters engraved, "I love you, but I don't care about you." Feng Wuya softly recited the first two lines of the poem, and laughed again, Said: "I was very happy that day. I went back to my room and looked at it all night. When I was drowsy, I finally saw the clue. It turned out that it was not a pattern, but a line of words. But I always thought, maybe it's just my brother handwriting it." It was engraved, maybe it was just written by Junior Sister Gu to relieve her worries and forgot to erase it. It turned out that it was really engraved by the senior brother himself. The four words have been worn out by me."

Qi Wuhui said: "Grind it, just grind it, a flute is nothing but a dead thing, and a line of characters is nothing but a rune."

Those who cannot be put into words have already been satisfied, and who is still thinking about the dead things that cannot be spoken.

Feng Wuya let out a long sigh of relief, until now, he finally had a solid sense of reality, and he hugged Qi Wuhui back without any hesitation.

"I love you—"

"When will I forget it?"

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