Chapter 774 Contact
Zhang Zhaoming's gaze fell uncontrollably on Du Yan.
He knew it was very rude to look at a girl like that, but when he thought that he would never have the chance to see her again, he couldn't help but want to take a few more glances.
Du Yan also looked at him, as if thinking of something: "Brother Zhang, can you do me a favor?"
"What help?" Zhang Zhaoming asked immediately.
Du Yan was a little embarrassed. "My father's health isn't very good. His waist is very uncomfortable and he has to stay in bed all the time. I begged Doctor Su to teach me some methods. Doctor Su said it's called massage and it would be good for my father's health. However, I can't control the strength well and I'm afraid of making my father's condition worse, so I want to try it on someone else first..."
She could actually try it on the maid, but for some reason she said it out loud in front of Zhang Zhaoming.
Perhaps it was because Zhang Zhaoming was too good to her and always granted her requests, so she became more and more demanding.
After she finished speaking, she felt embarrassed. Although Doctor Su said that there was no gender distinction in medicine, she and Zhang Zhaoming were not yet that familiar...
She was about to take back what she had just said, but Zhang Zhaoming immediately responded: "I can, and my waist is not feeling well either. Maybe after you massage me, my waist pain will be gone!"
This time, she was the one helping him, and Du Yan didn't feel guilty. Besides, his eyes were shining, so she felt embarrassed to go back on her word, so she nodded.
"I'm free now. Do you want to try it?" Zhang Zhaoming said. The general gave him an afternoon off.
Du Yan was also impatient and nodded immediately: "Okay, will you come with me into the mansion?"
"Walk."
Du Yan brought Zhang Zhaoming into the mansion and happened to meet Du Wei when they entered.
Du Wei's eyes swept over Du Yan and Zhang Zhaoming. She knew Zhang Zhaoming; he was a personal guard beside the Second Young Master Gu. Du Wei was somewhat curious as to why the two of them were together...
Being looked at like this by Du Wei, Du Yan felt a little embarrassed for some reason.
"I learned massage, and General Zhang happened to be feeling unwell, so I wanted to try it on him. Don't think too much about it." Du Yan explained, as if she was afraid that Du Wei would misunderstand.
Du Wei said: "I didn't think much about it..."
This makes her own explanation seem to be nonsensical.
Du Yan's face turned red.
Du Wei did not ask any further questions, but smiled and said: "Go and try it, and when you are proficient in it, you can press it for Uncle Du."
Ever since she knew that she was not Du Zhang's biological daughter, Du Wei stopped calling him father and started calling him uncle.
She used to think that Du Zhang was her biological father, and she felt resentment and grievance in her heart, and felt that he was indifferent to her. However, after knowing the truth about her life experience, she realized how much Uncle Du had sacrificed for her and how good he was to her, and she was filled with gratitude.
After Doctor Su cured her muteness, she and her sister took Uncle Du to see Doctor Su for treatment.
Doctor Su said that Uncle Du's condition was in his bones and could not be cured, only alleviated. After following Doctor Su's treatment, Uncle Du's health did improve significantly.
I think the "massage" my sister mentioned was also for the purpose of curing Uncle Du's illness.
Du Yan nodded and took Zhang Zhaoming into the inner courtyard, a room with a couch.
"Brother Zhang, lie down on this couch." Du Yan said.
Zhang Zhaoming moved quickly, took off his shoes immediately and lay down on the couch.
"I'm starting now." Du Yan said.
"Yeah, I'm ready."
Du Yan opened her hands, placed them on Zhang Zhaoming's waist, and pressed down.
As soon as I touched him, I felt a layer of tight and hard muscles on his waist. I could imagine how strong his waist and abdomen were.
Du Yan quickly stopped her wild thoughts. She was clearly practicing massage, so how could she have such messy thoughts?
Doctor Su said that when it comes to treating illnesses and saving lives, there is no distinction between men and women, and there is no gender difference, so you can't think too much about it.
"Brother Zhang, how's the strength?" Du Yan pressed twice.
"Heavier." Zhang Zhaoming said.
Du Yan added a little more strength, but after pressing it twice, he felt that he didn't have enough strength.
"Be gentler." Zhang Zhaoming said.
"I won't feel anything if it's too light." Du Yan was a little annoyed. Why was she so useless?
"Get familiar with the technique first, you can build up your strength through practice." Zhang Zhaoming said.
After he said this, she felt better and repeated the massage techniques that Doctor Su had taught her.
Zhang Zhaoming closed his eyes, feeling the soft little hand on his back. For some reason, he always felt that the place where the hand touched was inexplicably hot.
Zhang Zhaoming pursed his lips, and the expression on his baby face became serious, as if he was suppressing something.
For him, this massage was both enjoyable and torturous.
He wanted it to end quickly, but also wanted it to be slow...
"Okay." A relieved voice came from behind.
Zhang Zhaoming turned to look at Du Yan and saw that her face was flushed, with sweat on her forehead and nose, and then on her bright red lips...
Zhang Zhaoming's eyes darkened, his Adam's apple moved, and he swallowed subconsciously.
"Brother Zhang? Zhaoming?"
Du Yan called out several times before Zhang Zhaoming came back to his senses and smiled.
"How does it feel?" Du Yan blinked and asked expectantly.
"It's pretty good. I feel much more comfortable." Zhang Zhaoming said.
Du Yan seemed very happy: "It seems that your technique is good, but the strength is still a little lacking. I need to practice my strength."
Du Yan raised her arms. Her small arms and legs...
It doesn’t matter! Just practice!
"Brother Zhang, can you teach me how to build strength?" Du Yan asked.
"Of course." Zhang Zhaoming said, "I'll teach you starting tomorrow, okay?"
"Is it okay? Your general..."
"I'll talk to the General."
"Well, then I'll wait for your news. Your own business is more important. Don't make your general unhappy because of me." Du Yan said.
"Don't worry, I won't make things difficult for you." Zhang Zhaoming said.
Although Zhang Zhaoming was reluctant to leave, he thought it would not be a good idea to stay any longer, so he said goodbye.
Zhang Zhaoming returned to the Gu Mansion and went to find Gu Huaiyu.
His general had just finished playing a game of chess with Mr. Zhan, who lost again and was very angry.
"Why did I lose again? I've already thought it through. This way I'm sure I'll win!"
Gu Huaiyu smiled without saying anything, watching Mr. Zhan walk around twice.
"Come back tomorrow!" Mr. Zhan left this sentence and ran away.
Gu Huaiyu's gaze fell on Zhang Zhaoming: "Zhaoming, what's the matter?"
Zhang Zhaoming felt a little embarrassed and scratched his head, saying, "General, I would like to ask for an hour off at noon every day..."
Gu Huaiyu looked at his flushed baby face and seemed to have guessed something. Before Zhang Zhaoming even gave a reason, he agreed directly.
Zhang Zhaoming was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect it to be so smooth.
Gu Huaiyu patted his shoulder and said, "You are not young anymore, it's time for you to get married."
Gu Huaiyu walked away, but Zhang Zhaoming still stood there with his eyes wide open.
The general figured it out?!
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