Chapter 143

"Really nothing!" Ah Chou didn't know what to say. She was worried about Zhong Mingwei's face. She bit her teeth for a long time, and then blushed, "isn't it stomachache? You If you rub it for me, it's up to the doctor. Besides You are more effective than the doctor. I don't want to drink the bitter soup of the screwdriver, so I want you to knead it for me... "

At that time, Zhong Mingwei finally recognized the implication of the girl. The frown was already tight, and then he suddenly spread out. He smiled and shook his head: "you girl, you want me to knead your stomach and say it directly, don't you?"

"Where is it?! No! " Ah Chou won't admit it. Now he stares at Zhong Mingwei with a red face. "Don't talk nonsense, I don't want you to rub my belly, not at all! You, you, you and I will Don't drink this jujube tea! "

As soon as this threat is said, ah Chou's momentum is even weaker. She stooped and drooped like a little dog headed by mud.

"Come here," Zhong Mingwei looked at her advice, couldn't help smiling and bending his eyes, and stretched out his arm to ah Chou. "Help me up."

"Oh," ah Chou hurriedly jumped off the Kang and carefully supported Zhong Mingwei onto the Kang, saying, "you've straightened your legs, and I'll rub them for you."

Zhong Mingwei's legs are better than before. The two hard legs are now fleshy and elastic. They are not as lustrous and droopy as before. It's ugly. Now the two puffy legs are more robust and more like the legs of a normal man.

Just, still can't eat energy.

"Is this place still sour?" A Chou kneaded Zhong Mingwei's knee and asked.

"It's not so sour," said Zhong Mingwei, looking at the white hands rubbing back and forth on his knees. "It's just that he still feels weak and can't make it strong."

"That's better than before," said ah Chou, smiling at Zhong Mingwei with his head askew. "Once upon a time, when you touched you, you were crying out for pain. But now it's so much better. I'm happy. Don't frown. Isn't it a big progress?"

"Where can I be sad?" Zhong Mingwei, looking down the window at the bare branches, said softly, "winter is coming."

"Yes, it's cool these days," said ah Chou, pinching his leg. "I heard that ningguta has a long winter, but I don't think it will be winter after the Mid Autumn Festival."

Zhong Mingwei listened to the sound of "whine" outside. He lost his mind for a while. When he came to Ninggu pagoda, there was such a strong wind. It was really cold at that time. How could he have suffered such a crime? It turned out that he had frostbite all over his body before he arrived at ningguta. It was painful and itchy, but he could not even scratch. It was really painful.

After three months of bumping on the road, zhongmingwei finally came to this barren land. Zhongmingwei thought his life would be explained here, but not long ago, spring came and the girl came.

"If only I knew acupuncture, they said it was very good," ah Chou mumbled, buried his head and kneaded his legs, while he said, "cupping should be good, and it should be able to pull out the cold inside. I tell you, your leg must be frozen, otherwise your legs and feet are all good. How can you still walk? But it's also a good thing. After all, the muscles and bones are not broken. This leg is naturally good. As long as you keep warm, it will be good... "

Zhong Mingwei listened to the girl's nagging, and his heart was sweet and sour. He couldn't help but reach out and touch the back of a Chou's brain, rubbing it gently.

"Don't touch it all the time Itch... " Ah Chou hid with a red face, but when Zhong Mingwei's hand was about to be removed, she moved slowly forward again, like a cat who was too full of suspicion.

Zhong Mingwei couldn't help but hook his lips. This time, he put his big hand on a Chou's cheek. He gently stroked a Chou's face and rubbed the small face with a palm into a red apple.