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Chapter 132: Alienation Just when Qi Hanmu was about to touch...
Just as Qi Hanmu was about to touch Xia Yiqing's shoulder, Xia Yiqing shook her head slightly and then blinked several times.
She lowered her head and looked at the hand that suddenly appeared in front of her arm, a little confused. "Third Master?"
A hint of red quickly crept up to Qi Hanmu's ears.
He turned his head away and quickly withdrew his hand, but in his heart he was condemning his own behavior of blindly worrying without finding out the facts.
He also thought that Xia Yiqing was allergic to the medicine, causing an adverse reaction and fainting.
But now that he thought about it, he vaguely saw the words "chlorpheniramine" through the medicine bag. That medicine would make people drowsy after taking it, so it was normal for Xia Yiqing to have this condition.
Qi Hanmu's concern was truly detrimental. He pushed the tip of his tongue to the left, pressing against the inner wall of his mouth. After he felt it was adjusted, he slowly turned his head and asked, "Tell me if the medicine worked."
Xia Yiqing was stunned for a moment. How could the medicine take effect so quickly?
But in order to prevent Qi Hanmu from taking his anger out on Luo Miao, she could only nod. "It should still be useful, right? It's not as itchy anymore."
The fact is, after applying the desonide cream, my calves not only became more itchy, but the frequency of scratching increased, and the area where the cream was applied thickly even turned a little red.
Xia Yiqing wore long trousers on purpose, as she was sure Qi Hanmu would not let her lift up her trouser legs to take a look.
If you just look at the red spots on your arm, it should be okay.
But for some reason, Xia Yiqing felt a secret sense of loss in her heart.
It was as if there was a little man in the corner, squatting down, hugging his knees and sighing.
Could it be that she actually wanted Qi Hanmu to see her injuries and care about her?
Extending his palm forward, Qi Hanmu raised his eyelids again, his gaze as calm as water, "Take a look at the affected area."
It was the same procedure as in the morning. Xia Yiqing was confident as she rolled up the sleeves of her sun-protection jacket and handed it to Qi Hanmu.
Unexpectedly, Qi Hanmu's eyelids drooped, "This is the only area of my body that is allergic."
His final tone was downbeat, yet imposing without anger, giving people a feeling of calmness and power.
Xia Yiqing shuddered all over.
Her calves were the worst affected areas, already covered with dense red spots. She couldn't help but feel frightened when she saw them herself, so how could she dare to show them to Qi Hanmu?
"No, there's no other place. Master San, just look at this one."
Xia Yiqing herself didn't realize that when she lied, her eyes would unconsciously droop. Even when she looked at people, her eyes were mixed with more emotions that Qi Hanmu couldn't understand.
Then Qi Hanmu pointed his slender and powerful finger at Xia Yiqing's leg. He said in a cool voice, "Pull up your trouser legs."
At that moment, Xia Yiqing's nose felt extremely sour, and heat surged in her eyes, as if a torrent of water was about to burst out.
No one had ever cared about her so much.
When Xia Yiqing was young, her parents told her that she had to be the best in order to gain the favor of others.
If she was a defective product whose body couldn't be taken care of, no one would look at her.
Xia Yiqing believed it, which led to severe appearance anxiety. During her college years, she did not wear any makeup on her face and was even afraid to see people. It was only once that her roommate saw her without makeup and inadvertently exclaimed, "Your skin is in great condition." Only then did she slowly reconcile with her natural appearance.
But when it came to her own value, Xia Yiqing chose to let things take their own course and allow herself to be disturbed by her parents' words.
It's not that she doesn't want to change, it's just that society is cruel. Apart from Su Huanhuan, Xia Yiqing dare not expose herself to others.
The pair of cold white hands that could play the piano gently grabbed Xia Yiqing's trouser legs and lifted them up.
He was actually quite polite, "Excuse me."
The air conditioning in the lounge might be too strong, and a gust of cold wind blew in from her trouser legs, causing Xia Yiqing to shiver unconsciously.
She subconsciously tried to find Qi Hanmu's eyes, but when they were about to meet, she turned aside, like a child playing hide-and-seek teasing her companion.
But in fact, Xia Yiqing was not very good at this, and her hands were almost scratched by the corners of her clothes.
Why is this happening?
Why did Qi Hanmu lift up her trouser legs without saying a word?
Even though it's just the trouser leg, isn't this too ambiguous?
They haven't reached that point yet.
Because her master was stunned for a moment, Xia Yiqing's whole body was out of control. She subconsciously straightened up, her heart pounded into her throat, and then fell back into her heart, like bungee jumping.
Fortunately, Xia Yiqing put the lifted trouser leg back in half a minute.
Because of embarrassment, Xia Yiqing even counted in her mind and came to a conclusion.
Qi Hanmu looked at her legs and calves for a full forty-seven seconds.
She buttoned the hem of her clothes carefully, and was too embarrassed to ask Qi Hanmu if he could figure out what was going on. Qi Hanmu took the initiative to express his sympathy for her and said that it was okay, but if she said it herself, it would seem like she was trying to curry favor with him.
"Next time it's this serious, remember to see a doctor earlier."
Fortunately, Qi Hanmu did not pursue the matter too much. He slowly leaned back and exhaled slowly. The purple color on his mouth became more obvious, but his frown was still there.
Xia Yiqing pursed her lips and said, "Thank you for your concern, Third Master." She raised her hand secretly, blinked her eyes, and looked at Qi Hanmu, "Third Master, are you feeling uncomfortable in your chest again? Let me massage it for you."
His long, thick eyes trembled slightly, and he ultimately did not respond to Xia Yiqing's question, but at the same time, he did not reject her proposal.
Xia Yiqing took a deep breath, held it, quickly took two steps forward, and grabbed Qi Hanmu's bony hand.
Somewhat surprised, Qi Hanmu slowly opened his eyes and fixed his gaze on the place where their skin intersected.
Xia Yiqing did not press his chest directly, but started from his wrist and pressed towards his shoulder with the pads of her fingertips. She also raised her pair of purple grape-like eyes and looked at him, with heartache in her eyes.
After pressing it twice, Xia Yiqing asked him, "Does it hurt?"
At first, Qi Hanmu was willing to reply with a "no", but later he got annoyed and started shaking his head slightly. Later, he simply closed his eyes and said nothing, using silence to express his denial.
But his thin lips were tightly pursed, and his other hand, which was hanging down, was trembling slightly unconsciously.
From the moment Xia Yiqing gave him a massage, Qi Hanmu was certain that Xia Yiqing was really doing her homework.
Every acupoint Xia Yiqing found was very precise. The feeling of soreness, numbness and swelling continued, even a little oppressing his breathing, making him breathe in and out very quickly.
But he didn't want to reveal this bad side in front of Xia Yiqing, so Qi Hanmu closed his eyes and forced himself to relax his brows and not wrinkle them.
Just then, there were two knocks on the door, and Luo Miao called out, "Third Master, the old lady and Miss Gongsun are here."
Xia Yiqing's hand trembled, and the warmth in her palm instantly disappeared.
She may not take Gongsun Yang seriously, but Old Madam Qi was truly harmed by her. Her left leg is lame and she has not been able to stand up to this day.
And Old Lady Qi was a very nice person. Last time, she even took the initiative to help her out and took her to see Qi Hanmu. However, her only request was that Xia Yiqing should not show up in front of Qi Hanmu again.
If the old lady saw all this, it would be over.
Xia Yiqing hurriedly pulled her hand away, but Qi Hanmu did not try to stop her. His hand froze in the air and then slowly fell down.
This place was not a good place to hide. The sofa was solid underneath, so Xia Yiqing had nowhere to hide. She could only fold her hands on her abdomen and look at the old lady who came in with a smile. "Hello, old lady. I'm here to discuss business with the Third Master."
It happened that Qi Hanmu was working in the office. There were a lot of documents on the table next to him, and his computer was even turned on. At first glance, this statement seemed flawless.
Old Madam Qi glanced at her slowly. Her eyes were so old and wise that Xia Yiqing knew at a glance that her little lie might have been exposed.
"Got it, kid, you go out first. I have something to tell Han Mu. The marriage with the Gongsun family has to be put on the agenda."
When she came out and saw Luo Miao, Xia Yiqing nodded at him, slowly raised her feet and walked to the wall. She did not stop until she entered the bedrooms of the villas. Then she leaned against the wall, looked up at the ceiling, and let the heat that had accumulated for a long time flow down her cheeks.
Su Huanhuan received another message from Xia Yiqing, asking her to go to Denghuolanshan for a drink.
This made Su Huanhuan extremely nervous. Even in the dim light, she still kept thinking about him, "Although your condition isn't serious, you just got admitted to the hospital. It's best not to get involved in marriage and alcohol right now."
It was useless. Xia Yiqing stared blankly ahead and drank glass after glass of wine.
"He said he liked me, but he's getting married to someone else."
Su Huanhuan didn't even need to think about who this "he" was or who else he could be referring to. It must be the Third Master.
Xia Yiqing drank the wine, so Su Huanhuan didn't dare drink any more. She only tasted the bitter apple cider vinegar beside her. It was so sour that she smacked her lips and frowned. Seeing that Xia Yiqing had almost finished drinking, Su Huanhuan gritted her teeth and suggested, "How about you go and see her again? Maybe there will be a turning point."
So Su Huanhuan asked the driver to drive the Bentley and take Xia Yiqing to Yiyuan.
"It's getting late, you should go back quickly." Xia Yiqing's face flushed a little from drinking. Her pronunciation was still clear, but her eyes were a little blurry.
Su Huanhuan responded, but didn't dare to leave.
Seeing Xia Yiqing's situation, Su Huanhuan immediately called Xiao An and asked her to bring the driver to Yiyuan and be ready to pick up Xia Yiqing at any time.
This time was different from last time. It didn’t snow, but it was still unusually cold.
Xia Yiqing tucked her hands into her pockets, hunched her shoulders, and trembling, biting her lip as she reached the foot of the mountain. She dialed the number she remembered, "The number you dialed is currently unavailable..."
In the cold night, this sound makes people feel chilled to the bone.
Xia Yiqing sobered up a lot after being blown by the wind. Yes, Qi Hanmu had blocked her a long time ago.
Unwilling to give up, he called Luo Miao. This time, someone answered, "What's going on, Mr. Xia?"
"I'm in trouble. I'm at the foot of Yi Garden now." It was too cold. Xia Yiqing couldn't help shivering when she breathed in the cold air.
"I have something to ask Third Master, could you please let me in?"
Perhaps it was because the weather was too cold, or perhaps it was because it was very late, Xia Yiqing was not rejected this time.
When they arrived at the gate of Yiyuan Garden by car, Xia Yiqing finally understood why someone could bring her up from the foot of the mountain.
When she lived there before, Xia Yiqing never thought that the gate of Yiyuan was so tall and majestic.
Now, looking at it, there are barbed wire above and beside the gate, and even dense high-voltage power grids.
Xia Yiqing didn't notice that a surveillance camera slowly shifted and pointed at her location, transmitting her expression and movements at the moment back to Qi Hanmu's computer screen.
Xia Yiqing was rubbing her hands and wanted to let out a sigh of relief when she suddenly heard Qi Hanmu's voice coming from a machine in front of her.
"Miss Xia, I think we should keep our distance."