Gu Changlin likes Meiya very much. Now when Meiya is empty, he will tell Meiya some simple medical theories. Meiya studies very seriously. Before, he just randomly pressed Zhong Mingwei, but now he knows a lot of acupoints and techniques. Zhong Mingwei wipes the plaster made by Gu Changlin himself and takes good care of Meiya. His legs recover very quickly.

"Mr. Gu, when can Mingwei come down and walk?" This is what Meiya is most concerned about now. After more than two months on the Kang, zhongmingwei was damaged by suffocation. However, he was injured to his knees, so he could only sit or lie on his back, not even lie on his stomach. After more than two months, Meiya felt that his whole body was going to be stiff, especially his buttocks. How to put them was uncomfortable. Meiya just rubbed his legs before. Now You have to rub his ass.

"In two days, I'll see that he's recovered well," Gu Changlin said, as he pounded the plaster, and then straightened his face to Meiya. "But he can't do it as hard as he used to. He should do it step by step. He can't do it too fast. If he hurts his knee again, he's afraid that his leg will fall for the rest of his life. Girl, add in the medicine soup."

"Yes, I wrote it down," Meiya nodded like a chicken pecking at the rice, adding the thick medicine soup boiled in the big spoon into the pestle little by little. She had no expression on her face, but she was very excited. She put the spoon down, and looked at Gu Changlin. "Mr. Gu, is it just for good maintenance in the future Wei's leg disease won't happen again? What can run and jump like a normal person

"He's so badly injured and has been in bed for so long. I'm afraid he doesn't have a general for three or five years. It's all right." Gu Changlin stirred the plaster, looked at Meiya, looked at the tension on her face, and suddenly smiled and patted Meiya's head. "But with your careful care, he will be like a normal person sooner or later."

"Really?" Meiya cried out when she arrived. She was so excited that she was busy to bow and salute Gu Changlin. "Thank you very much, Mr. Gu! I really Thank you so much! "

When she said this, Meiya's voice choked. Gu Changlin looked at her heart a little sour, and hurriedly reached out to help Meiya up: "you girl really want to thank me, that's the big bone of the stew pot. What do you do like this? I don't like it. I won't do it again. Do you hear me? "

"Yes, yes! I'll stew the big stick bone later, "Meiya hurriedly wipes the corner of her eyes and mends her way at the same time," let pangyi go and get you a few Jin of good wine, so that you can drink comfortably! "

"That's it." Gu Changlin chuckled and kept busy with the plaster in his hand.

"Madam," Pang Yi comes out of the bedroom and comes to Meiya, "Sir, please come in."

"Oh," Meiya took the pad and wiped her hands. She was so busy that she went into the bedroom with Pang Yi and went to the Kang side. She lowered her voice and asked Zhong Mingwei in a low voice, "yes Is your ass numb again? I'll rub it for you? "

Zhong Mingwei: "..."

Pang Yi who followed in: "..." I didn't hear anything, I really didn't hear anything, so you don't stare at me with that vicious eyes, OK?!

Zhong Mingwei tried to cover up his embarrassment and said to Meiya, "pangyi has been looking for a house these days. Now there are two good houses. You can choose one."

"It's only up to you to decide such a big thing. What can I do?" Meiya's face was frightened. Then she hurriedly waved to zhongmingwei. "I can't choose, I can't choose. You can buy what suits you. Don't ask me."

Zhong Mingwei's face was relieved with difficulty. Then it was dark again. He stared at Meiya, then turned his head and said slowly to pangyi, "I'll buy both sets."

Pang Yi bows and leads: "yes, sir, I'm going down the mountain..."

"Wait! Wait! " Meiya suddenly cut off Pang Yi's words, hurriedly climbed up the Kang, stared at Zhong Mingwei and said, "what do you do to buy so many houses? How many of us are there? How many rooms can I live in? You just love spending money on your own! "

"Then you'd better choose a suit," said Zhong Mingwei, smiling at Meiya's plump appearance and his calm face. "Anyway, I'm good at it and want to buy it. If you don't choose it, there's no way. Who let me get this big hand problem since I was a child?"