“Brother, you…”
His reaction was too obvious. At such a close distance, it was hard for Shen Huan not to feel it. She was being pushed.
"What's all the fuss? It hasn't been quiet all night."
Fu Siyan curled his lips in amusement, picked up the little girl who had caused trouble and held her under him.
Before he could react, he felt dizzy and in the blink of an eye, Shen Huan ran under him: "..."
"Brother, it's time to get up at dawn."
"No rush, help me vent my anger first. It's been suppressed all night." Fu Siyan looked down leisurely.
"I, I'm hungry. I need to get up and eat..."
Facing the interest surging in the man's eyes, Shen Huan raised her little hand and pushed him away in dismay.
However, before she could finish the word "breakfast", she was interrupted by him.
"That's perfect, I'll feed you."
…
He was bullied for no reason when he woke up in the morning. Thinking about having to take medicine after dinner, Shen Huan felt even more unhappy.
When eating, she always pouts.
Seeing the person who bullied her looking at her with a smile on his face, Shen Huan glared at him unhappily, "Why aren't you going to work yet? You're going to be late!"
"Is there anyone who dares to stop me if I'm late?"
Seeing that the little girl was trying to drive him away, Fu Siyan reached out and pulled the grumpy kitten into his arms with amusement.
"You were the one who sent me to my bed, so why are you throwing a tantrum, huh?"
Chen Huan: “…”
My brother is getting worse and worse.
"Let me go."
Twisting her body, Chen Huan struggled to get up from the man's arms, but he held her down by the waist.
"Okay, don't be angry anymore, hurry up and eat. After that, I'll take you to a nice place."
He scraped her little mouth with his curved finger, then Fu Siyan picked up the soy milk and handed it to her.
"What a nice place." Holding the warm cup, the little girl blinked her big eyes and looked at the man out of curiosity.
"You'll know when you get there."
After breakfast, he took her out, and her brother didn't even watch her take the medicine.
Brother might have forgotten, Shen Huan thought secretly, it should be okay if he missed a drink, she didn't want to rush to remind him.
She was afraid that her brother would accidentally remember it again, and her guilty conscience didn't completely disappear until the car started.
The car drove into the suburbs and headed into an alley that looked obviously sparsely populated.
Chen Huan looked out through the car window, his little head gazing around.
If the person who brought her out had not been her most trusted brother, she would have thought that he was going to kidnap her.
After entering the alley, the car turned another corner and finally stopped in front of an inconspicuous store.
[Thirteen generations of family-inherited acupressure massage]
Looking up to read the words on the plaque, Shen Huan looked at the man beside him with some confusion.
"Don't you want to take medicine? I heard this place can cure dysmenorrhea, so I'll bring you here to try."
The person in charge of reception was a young woman, and the one sitting in the hall was a grandmother in her seventies. After checking and understanding Chen Huan's condition, she said that he could be treated.
It will take about one course of treatment, which is about twelve days, to see results, and three courses should be enough to almost recover.
Later, you can do some consolidation according to the situation.
"Do I need to take medicine during this treatment? Do I need to avoid any food?" Chen Huan was depressed because he hadn't tasted spicy food for many days.
"No, we're using acupressure massage to treat you. You don't need to take any medicine or avoid any certain foods, but since you have a cold constitution, we suggest you eat less cold foods."
This is a good feeling, and...
Chen Huan calculated with his hands that one course of treatment would take twelve days, and three courses would take just over a month, which was much faster than taking Chinese medicine.
Without saying a word, Shen Huan immediately agreed to receive treatment.
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"hiss."
“Haha.”
"Hmm~hmm."
Is this a massage or violence?
Listening to the girl's groaning sound coming from behind the curtain, Fu Siyan, who was waiting outside, frowned, "What's going on?"
Seeing the man's nervousness, the young woman in charge of reception smiled and explained:
"Don't worry, sir. Our massage is meant to heal illnesses, so it's naturally different from ordinary massages. When you press the acupoints, you'll feel some soreness, which is normal."
Just a little sore?
Listening to the muffled groans coming from inside one after another, Fu Siyan did not quite agree with the woman's choice of words.
He raised an eyebrow and asked, "So she has to be in so much pain every time?"
"The pain is mainly caused by physical problems. The more serious the problem, the more obvious the pain. But as the treatment progresses, the physical condition gets better and better, and the pain will get less and less."
The woman answered truthfully, "When you don't feel any pain when you press it, it means it's completely healed."
Fu Siyan pursed his lips, frowned and said nothing.
If Gong Yi hadn't recommended it, he would have thought it was a shady shop and turned it over.
More than forty minutes seemed extremely long.
Outside, the man paced back and forth with his hands on his hips.
Inside, Chen Huan, who had been thinking of enjoying a comfortable massage, felt as if he was being tortured.
When she heard the old man say "Okay", she breathed a sigh of relief and immediately got up from the bed.
She ran out and went straight to the man waiting outside, "Brother!"
When he was with Zhou Jingxiu in the past, Chen Huan was used to hiding his emotions with laughter.
Or maybe all the unhappiness will disappear the moment you see your loved one, and you will subconsciously feel happy when you see someone you like.
So, every time she faced Zhou Jingxiu, she had a big smile on her face.
After losing his memory, he was tricked back by Fu Siyan. Perhaps because he was a little afraid of him in his heart, it was difficult for Chen Huan to laugh easily in front of him.
On the contrary, she often pouts unconsciously, looking aggrieved, which makes her look particularly pitiful.
"Does it hurt?" Pulling the person into his arms, Fu Siyan raised his eyebrows slightly and asked.
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