You Are My Rare Passion

Chapter 810

Gu Junzhu shook his head: "no appetite."

Ye Xingbei coaxed him: "how to eat, eat more to have resistance, you don't want to be so sick, let me serve you?"

"No," Gu Junzhu said, "I feel very good to be served by you."

“……” Ye Xingbei picks an eyebrow: "looking for a beating, right?"

"Well," as a patient who was treated by others, Gu Wuye commissar compromise wrongly: "then drink some porridge, a little thinner, better only soup without rice."

Ye Xingbei ha ha, white he one eye, think of the body to cook porridge, but he caught his hand: "let the kitchen to do, you don't go, porridge is not any technical work, let them work, you accompany me."

Ye Xingbei sat back beside him and called the kitchen Make some porridge, put more rice, cook longer Yes, thick. "

Gu Junzhu

All right.

He is a sick man. He has to be served by his wife. He listens to his wife.

Gu Jun finished his porridge and was sweating all over again.

Ye Xingbei asked him to take his temperature again.

37 degrees five.

Ye Xingbei was relieved again, but he was not completely relieved.

Situ Jinse's fever has been repeatedly high these days. After taking the medicine, it will come down. After the effect is over, it will go up. He has been suffering for several days, but he hasn't completely recovered.

She worried that Gu Junzhu would do the same.

But fortunately, influenza is not a complicated disease. It will be better after a period of time.

The most gratifying thing for ye Xingbei is that Gu Junzhu's back doesn't hurt as much as last night.

There is no cause for the pain in his back. There is no targeted method. The pain looks like it will kill him. That's the most terrible thing.

Gu Junzhu is also very contented.

Compared with the pain in the back, the discomfort of flu is just like the difference between drizzle and downpour.

The old wound on his back has been broken many times, and it eased so quickly for the first time.

He couldn't help asking Ye Xingbei: "what's the origin of the old TCM doctor who taught you massage? My father used to hire many professional masseuses for me, but it didn't help to relieve the pain on my back at all, but your massage seemed to work last night. "

He hasn't suffered from this dark injury for a long time, and he's not sure that he's recovering quickly, so the time of pain is relatively short, or Ye Xingbei's massage works.

"It's not a big deal, is it?" Ye Xingbei gave a brief account of her process of learning massage.

Gu Jun by tut a, "Ye Xingli for you to pay a house tuition, just learn to massage, this is not big?"

"This is also my good luck," Ye Xingbei said. "It was abroad. Chinese medicine declined and no one believed it. People would like to teach it. Otherwise, Chinese medicine masters in China have a lot of money, and people would not like to see a house."

"It's reasonable, but the key is to be symptomatic," Gu Junzhu said. "My father, a national doctor of traditional Chinese medicine, has invited several people for me. He still has nothing to do with my injury. Ye Xiaobei..."

He took Ye Xingbei's hand and said, "if you really help me relieve my injury, it means that we are made for each other, don't you think?"

Ye Xingbei found his palms full of sweat.

She suddenly realized that this person must be afraid of her worry, and forced his spirit to gag with her here.

She frowned and put her hand over his eyes. "Stop talking. Keep your energy. After a while, eat something and go to sleep."