"Well behaved, it's OK. The doctor's needling technique is superb. It won't hurt."
Leng Shaoheng patted Shen Qingqing on the back, comforted her in a low voice, and encouraged her, "besides, I'll be with you, OK?"
If it wasn't for Shen Qingqing's serious illness, Leng Shaoheng naturally would not let her suffer from acupuncture.
But the doctor also told Leng Shaoheng that acupuncture and moxibustion can solve Shen Qingqing's disease from the root, and it is a permanent cure. Only in this way, Shen Qingqing's disease will not be repeated.
Shen Qingqing was still very resistant and shook her head, "no, I'm afraid of pain. Can you tell the doctor that I only drink medicine? I'm really afraid, you know."
Shen Qingqing looks at Leng Shaoheng eagerly, with a kind of plea. This kind of her makes it hard for Leng Shaoheng to refuse, and her heart is soft and in a mess.
But this time, no, Leng Shaoheng can't promise her.
At this time, conniving at her, letting her go, listening to her and loving her are all harmful to her.
Neurasthenia for a long time, it will become neuropathy, at that time, the damage to the nerve, is irreversible, that is to say, there is no way to treat.
Even if the treatment, but also do not let the disease continue to aggravate it, want to cure, it is impossible.
"Be good, be obedient, get better early, so that we can go home early." Leng Shaoheng coaxes Shen Qingqing like a child.
"Otherwise, you are always in such poor health. How can you do it?" Leng Shaoheng is very worried, "then I'll accompany you with acupuncture, OK? I'm sick too. Let the doctor prick me and treat my cold. "
"No, you don't have to have a needle." Shen Qingqing refused. She didn't want Leng Shaoheng to be stabbed in order to accompany her.
"It's OK. I'll stay with you. It's decided that husband and wife should have the same happiness, but it's hard to be together." Leng Shaoheng encouraged Shen Qingqing, "besides, it really doesn't hurt at all."
See Leng Shaoheng this appearance, Shen Qingqing nodded, eventually agreed, "OK."
In order for her body to get better as soon as possible, she has to be treated.
"Great." Leng Shaoheng seems to coax a child, which makes Shen Qingqing feel strange.
"How did you coax me into being a child?" Shen Qingqing asked.
When it comes to children, thinking of Mo Mo and Qi Qi, Shen Qingqing's eyes are filled with grief and sadness.
"By the way, how is Qiqi?" Shen Qingqing asked, looking at Leng Shaoheng.
"I've been transferred from the intensive care unit. We're in the advanced ward. After dinner, we'll see her." Leng Shaoheng brought up the porcelain bowl with medicine soup, "drink it while it's hot, and we'll have dinner after drinking it."
"Well." Shen Qingqing nodded, endured the bad smell and drank the bowl of traditional Chinese medicine soup.
After drinking, the two finished their breakfast, and then went to the senior ward where Qi Qi was.
It's on the same floor, but it's far away, one in the East and one in the West.
After arriving at the ward, Shen Qingqing looks at Qiqi's pale face and feels distressed. She shakes her hands and gently touches Qiqi's face.
Distressed eyes can not help but red up, full of tears.
She is always crying these days. Her eyes are almost broken. That now as long as tears, eyes hurt.
But tears simply can't help, a drop of rolling down, down the cheek slide.
"My poor child..." Shen Qingqing's voice choked.
Leng Shaoheng patted her on the back to comfort her.
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