Chapter 36 Will You Give Me a Bath?
"Xiao Mei?" Ma Qijun could see her head, which shrank back like a loach: "Xiao Mei."
Hearing Ma Qijun's voice, Ye Xiaomei walked in with a worried heart, her back pressed against the wall, and moved towards the man's bed with mixed feelings.
Ma Qijun saw her lowering her head and biting her lips and understood immediately:
"Actually, you don't have to be nervous. In another... in another ten days or so, you will marry me. By then, you will definitely be able to get used to it."
It would have been better if Ma Qijun didn't say anything. As soon as he said it, Ye Xiaomei imagined the scene of her being unable to get out of bed after marrying him, and her face suddenly turned red all the way to her neck.
"Yeah!" Ye Xiaomei nodded calmly, and then she moved away from the wall.
"Don't move."
Ye Xiaomei took a deep breath and walked forward. Just as her breath touched his unconscious leg, she suddenly felt an electric shock on her fingertips.
Gritting her teeth, Ye Xiaomei forcefully moved his legs to the edge of the bed, and then she squatted beside the bed to look at his legs carefully.
Ma Qijun looked down at the back of the girl's head. Although he couldn't see her expression clearly, his breathing became a little heavier.
Ye Xiaomei quickly opened the needle bag and pulled out a filiform needle. Suddenly, her fingers began to tremble violently due to her rapid breathing.
Ma Qijun was sweating at the sight of this. He thought that he would not stab him to death. This was too scary.
"It will hurt a little, just bear with it." Ye Xiaomei's voice was mixed with a hint of softness as sweet as orchid.
"Don't worry, it won't hurt." Ma Qijun replied indifferently, Forget it, my woman stabs me and I just watch.
Ye Xiaomei then realized that she had said the wrong thing. If she could feel the pain, her leg would not be useless.
It was the first time for a virgin lady to get on a brothel, and Ye Xiaomei was still a little nervous. The map of human acupuncture points that she had practiced for a long time had already appeared in her mind.
He gritted his teeth and gave five consecutive injections.
"Do you feel any numbness or soreness? Even a little bit." Ye Xiaomei looked up at Ma Qijun.
Unexpectedly, Ma Qijun was leaning over and looking at them. Suddenly, their cheeks were close to each other, and their breathing was alternating at a close distance.
There was tenderness in Ma Qijun's eyes. He raised his hand and gently touched Ye Xiaomei's face with the back of his hand. At that moment, he had the urge to bite her.
"Brother Ma..." Ye Xiaomei narrowed her eyes and stretched her neck, grabbing the man's hand and letting his palm stick intimately to her face and ears, enjoying the warmth and caress of his palm to her heart's content.
The voice was as soft as a spring breeze that kept teasing his heart, making him itch: "Xiao Mei, I... am your man, so please don't be so afraid of me in the future, okay?"
He wanted to have more contact with Xiaomei, maybe this would help to improve her nervousness.
The man's voice was gentler than ever before, as if it came from his heart. The sweat clip on his neck mixed with the man's unique scent flowed down the stream.
Ye Xiaomei was reluctant to accept, and her body pressed forward uncontrollably, and the knee where the acupuncture needles were inserted was suddenly pricked.
"Hiss!" Ma Qijun's sudden reaction made Ye Xiaomei wake up instantly.
She quickly pushed Ma Qijun away, used his strong body to move herself backwards, and sat down against the wall.
With rapid breathing, Ye Xiaomei finally raised her finger and pointed at Ma Qijun's knee: "You are...conscious now, Brother Ma...you, you are conscious now."
Ma Qijun took a few deep breaths, closed his eyes and suppressed the flames:
"Actually, I felt a little numb when you asked me." But it was covered up by the damn out-of-control. Every nerve in my brain was filled with the fragrance of the girl. It was really killing me.
"Really?" Ye Xiaomei forced herself to squat and move to the man's side. She tried her best not to touch the man's skin with her fingers. She just pinched a few acupuncture needles and rotated them a few times, then went deeper:
"Do you feel a rise?" The voice still carried a soft and weak scent.
"Yes, Xiaomei, I seem to be conscious again." Ma Qijun's pupils lit up, hiding an unknown sorrow.
This sadness was the result of the sharp contrast between the gloom he had suppressed in his heart for so many days and his once dashing self on the battlefield.
"Where does it hurt? How about your feet?" Ye Xiaomei was even happier than him. This 1.9-meter-tall, strong man could finally stand upright.
"I still have no feeling from my calves down to my feet."
Ye Xiaomei was already very satisfied because Ma Qijun was injured from the thigh to the knee.
Just as Heizi said before, the injury was too severe, blood flow was blocked and nerves were damaged, so naturally the blood could not be transmitted to the parts below the calf. So over time, his legs would atrophy from the knee joint downwards, and even become necrotic.
"It's already very good, Brother Ma." Ye Xiaomei's eyes were bright.
Ma Qijun had only seen those big, bright eyes when she read those medical books, perhaps the kind that could glow even when the lights were off at night.
"Yeah." Ma Qijun nodded.
"Sister-in-law, the medicine is ready." Heizi came in with the medicine bowl, and the room was instantly filled with the aroma of medicine.
This made Ye Xiaomei squat in the corner and she couldn't help but close her eyes and take a deep breath. She could even tell from the smell which smell came from which herb.
The unique fragrance here is the scent of the golden bell root, which is particularly fragrant, but it is mixed with the bitterness of the smilax china, which gives it a bitter and fragrant taste.
"How is it, sister-in-law?" Heizi handed the medicine bowl to Ma Qijun and asked quickly.
Ye Xiaomei hugged her knees and buried her head in them, her shoulders shaking. If you didn't know better, you would have thought she was crying.
Ma Qi's army became a little nervous.
Ye Xiaomei suddenly raised her eyes and smiled, with a hint of moisture in the corners of her eyes that could not be concealed: "It's a good sign that you can feel it. Your boss's leg doesn't need to be amputated. It's only a matter of time for him to recover."
The moment Ma Qijun held the medicine bowl and looked at Ye Xiaomei, his heart skipped a beat. Was she crying because of her legs?
He had thought that this girl had only married him reluctantly for his reputation, and he had never expected that he would have such a place in her heart.
"That's great." Heizi jumped around on the spot: "Sister-in-law, you are so great." His thumb was almost broken.
"Brother Heizi, don't forget, this is just a good sign at the beginning. Where is the bath water you prepared?" Ye Xiaomei's dimples were so deep when she smiled that anyone could feel drunk just by looking at her.
"Yes, well, I'll go add some firewood." Heizi slapped his thigh and ran out.
Ma Qijun then withdrew his gaze from Xiaomei, looked at the steaming potion in the bowl, took a sip, and immediately frowned with bitterness: "Xiaomei, this is too bitter."
Ye Xiaomei was stunned: "Ah?" A grown man is afraid of hardship?
"Brother Ma, in fact, no matter how bitter or painful it is, we can get better in the end. This way, our lives will be better in the future. Just think of it as not letting those people laugh at us. No matter how bitter it is, you have to endure it."
Ye Xiaomei murmured to persuade him that maybe Ma Qijun had better conditions than the Ye family since childhood, but Ye Xiaomei had suffered a lot in her life, and as the saying goes, it's better to fight for reputation than for bread.
Ma Qijun paused, smiled innocently and drank it all. Actually, he was just being coquettish just now. He didn't even frown even though the Herba Lycopodii was so bitter.
But thinking about what Xiaomei had just said, "we", "the two of us", and "the days to come", Ma Qijun felt warm in his heart as if there was a big sun.
"Still want to take a bath?" Ma Qijun suddenly remembered this.
"Yes, there are two herbs here that can be taken orally or applied topically to double the effect. Brother Ma, when you go to the city to see a doctor tomorrow, remember to tell the experts about this sign of improvement. They are experienced and will definitely not amputate your leg."
The sweet and satisfied smile on Ye Xiaomei's face revealed immense happiness, as if all this happiness was placed on Ma Qijun.
Ma Qijun was stunned: "Take a bath, will you wash it for me?"
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