Chapter 127 Throwdown
The soft palm touches the extremely elastic chest.
Jiang Cha's heart trembled and he was hypnotized again.
This is just a piece of warm pig skin!
She recited the scriptures like Tang Monk, and accidentally made a sound.
"Warm... pigskin?"
Huo Jingchuan propped himself up, his eyes filled with shock and amusement.
Jiang Cha covered his mouth, "No, you heard it wrong!"
She tried frantically to make up for it.
"I was complimenting you on your elegance and handsome face."
"Heh, handsome... cheeky?"
Huo Jingchuan gave up posing.
When I was in the army, I often heard dirty jokes from my teammates.
Most people say that what their women like most is their muscular body.
How come it becomes warm pig skin once it falls into Jiang Cha's eyes?
Huo Jingchuan was exhausted.
Destroy it!
He closed his eyes, and for the first time he felt a sense of powerlessness, as if he really didn't want to live anymore.
As a professional doctor, Jiang Cha treats every patient with an absolutely professional attitude.
Soon, she began to treat Huo Jingchuan without distraction.
"Can you feel your legs now?"
Jiang Cha gave Huo Jingchuan three injections in a row, and he felt a slight stinging pain.
Not obvious.
The feeling is a little stronger than yesterday.
"No?"
Seeing that he didn't answer, Jiang Cha continued to give him acupuncture.
By the fifth injection, the slight numbness and pain increased to another level.
"So? Still not feeling anything?"
Jiang Cha asked again.
Huo Jingchuan knew how much Jiang Cha cared about his health, and he didn't want to use this to deceive her.
“Yes,” he said. “It hurts.”
"real?"
Jiang Cha looked up in shock.
"From which injection do you feel pain?"
Huo Jingchuan pursed his lips and replied, "The third shot begins."
Ginger tea: “…”
Could she poke a needle into his mute point and turn him into a mute?
"Why didn't you say anything when I asked you just now?"
It would be better to be a mute!
Huo Jingchuan closed his eyes and said, "You should continue stabbing!"
…
At noon, Wu Xiaocao came back for lunch, and Jiang Cha went to school with her.
The military district primary school was built mainly to make it convenient for military families to send their children to school.
The brigade near the Chuncheng Military Region also sent their children here to study.
There are quite a lot of students in the military district primary school, and there are two classes in each grade.
Wu Xiaocao is in Class 1, Grade 1, and there are 32 children in the class.
Her seat was in the middle of the third row.
After Wu Xiaocao put the things in the drawer, she took Jiang Cha to the teacher's office.
Her head teacher's surname was Xia. He was a middle-aged man who looked very gentle and polite. He was about forty years old. He was wearing a half-worn jacket and glasses. He looked very good-tempered and was correcting homework with his head down.
"teacher."
Wu Xiaocao knocked on the office door.
"Come in."
When Teacher Xia heard Wu Xiaocao's voice, he didn't even raise his head.
Jiang Cha and Wu Xiaocao stood in front of Teacher Xia's desk.
"Hello, teacher. I am Wu Xiaocao's parent. I have something I want to discuss with you."
Teacher Xia finally looked up from the homework book.
He adjusted his glasses on the bridge of his nose, a polite smile on his lips.
"Wu Xiaocao's parents?"
At first, he buried his head and Jiang Cha didn't recognize him.
As soon as he raised his head, Jiang Cha recognized his face at a glance.
Xia Shuqing?
Jiang Guodong's childhood friend, they grew up wearing the same pants.
After the reform and opening up, Jiang Guodong went into business and even after he became rich, he still gave him a ride.
However, this person is smarter than Jiang Guodong.
He knows when to stop and how to assess the situation instead of being blindly confident.
So later, when his company grew to a certain size, he kicked his partner Jiang Guodong out.
From then on, a huge gap appeared between the Xia and Jiang families, which was difficult to cross.
Jiang Cha was a little nervous. At the age of eighteen, Jiang Cha probably didn't know Xia Shuqing.
But her face shape and mouth are somewhat similar to Jiang Guodong's.
Xia Shuqing has such a good relationship with Jiang Guodong, will he... recognize her?
Not sure about ginger tea.
But she couldn't lose her composure.
"Yes, I am Wu Xiaocao's sister."
Jiang Cha deliberately did not mention his own name.
Xia Shuqing suddenly realized, "Please sit down."
Jiang Cha didn't exchange too many pleasantries with him. She spoke briefly and to the point, stating the purpose of her visit.
Xia Shuqing was very easy to talk to, and his expression didn't even change.
"I will report what you said to the school leaders. Wu Xiaocao is indeed an excellent student. I also think that the first and second grade courses are not difficult for her at all."
The conversation went smoothly, so smoothly that it was a little beyond Jiang Cha's expectations.
She was still a little dazed when she left the teacher's office with Wu Xiaocao.
She didn't know what kind of person Xia Shuqing was in his early years.
However, a person who can kick away his childhood friend without hesitation must be a tough guy.
She didn't notice that when Xia Shuqing looked at her back, a strange light was reflected in his eyes through the lenses.
Jiang Cha quickly left the school.
If the school leaders come up with a solution and need to communicate with the parents later, Jiang Cha plans to ask Huo Jingye to come over.
Neither she nor her mother could come forward.
Jiang Cha did not attend Cai Weide and Wang Qing's wedding.
Out of consideration for their friendship, Huo Tingkun took Ye Surong with him.
Huo Jingye goes to work every day and Wu Xiaocao goes to school every day.
Huo Tingkun took Ye Surong to attend the wedding, leaving Jiang Cha and Huo Jingchuan alone at home.
In early April, the weather in Spring City began to warm up seriously, and the thick cotton-padded jackets were replaced with thin outer coats.
Jiang Cha had just disinfected the used golden needles. Huo Jingchuan took a moment to relax and tried to move slowly from the bed to the wheelchair.
After about half a month of treatment, Huo Jingchuan felt that his legs seemed to have regained some strength.
For example, when you stretch, your feet will subconsciously push downwards.
For example, when he soaks his feet and applies leg massage every day, his legs also have a clear sense of the water temperature.
The dead part of his body was slowly recovering.
The scattered spirit suddenly gathered together again, and even Ji Zhixu's visits gradually became less frequent.
In his words, one cup of ginger tea is better than ten Ji Zhixu.
He had muttered this sentence not only in front of Huo Jingchuan, but also to the entire Huo family.
Jiang Cha processed the golden needles and began to prepare the medicine bags for Huo Jingchuan to use for his daily leg and foot baths.
He skillfully moved the small weight and weighed the weight of each piece of medicinal material by five grams and ten grams.
Before she had finished distributing one medicinal herb, she heard Huo Jingchuan in the room calling her name in surprise and joy.
"Chacha, Chacha, come here quickly!"
"What's wrong?"
Jiang Cha thought something had happened to him, so he put down the scale and went to his room.
As soon as he stood at the door of the room, Jiang Cha was stunned.
"Huo Jingchuan, you..."
"Chacha, I can stand up!"
Huo Jingchuan was so excited that he danced with joy like a child who had just learned to stand.
"I can really... stand up!"
The corners of his eyes were red with excitement.
It was completely different from the pain I felt when I was pricked by acupuncture needles, and it lasted for almost half a year.
For the first time, he felt the solid feeling of his feet touching the ground.
"I……"
His legs were swollen and painful from exerting force, but this kind of pain was nothing to him.
Huo Jingchuan had been standing for half a minute, and his legs had reached their limit.
Before he could finish his sentence, he lunged forward uncontrollably.
Before Jiang Cha could be happy for him, she saw his legs go weak and he fell forward without warning.
"careful!"
She rushed forward in two or three steps and hugged Huo Jingchuan's thin waist.
Taking advantage of the momentum of running, Jiang Cha bumped Huo Jingchuan into him and made him change direction.
Behind Huo Jingchuan is the bed.
He fell backwards, and Jiang Cha couldn't control his strength and fell on Huo Jingchuan.
The older bed frame collapsed with a painful creak as the two men fell onto it.
"uh-huh!"
Huo Jingchuan was afraid of hurting Jiang Cha, so he held Jiang Cha's waist with one hand and protected her head with the other, completely ignoring his legs.
His knees bent suddenly and he heard a cracking sound of bones.
He only had time to let out a muffled groan.
Jiang Cha seemed more like the frightened one, afraid of crushing Huo Jingchuan.
She hurriedly tried to get off Huo Jingchuan.
"Don't move."
Huo Jingchuan whispered again, his beautiful brows tightly furrowed, the pain still not over.
Jiang Cha really didn't dare to move.
She leaned over Huo Jingchuan and asked anxiously, "Huo Jingchuan, are you okay? Let me take a look at your leg. Did you hurt it again from that blow just now?"
"No, don't move. Let me relax for a while. It will be fine after a while."
After Huo Jingchuan said this, Jiang Cha was even more afraid to move.
She was almost crying with anxiety.
At that moment just now, if she had not bumped into Huo Jingchuan directly, forcing him to fall backwards.
Based on Huo Jingchuan's height and the angle at which he fell, there was a high probability that his head would hit the desk.
If you get hurt on the head, it's no small matter.
The pain in Huo Jingchuan's legs gradually disappeared, and the hands that were holding Jiang Cha's waist also slowly relaxed.
"Are you feeling better now?"
"Don't worry, I'm very tough. It's just you, I can still handle it!"
"What time is it now? Are you still in the mood to joke?"
His legs cannot withstand secondary trauma. If she really hurts them, he will never be able to stand up again in this life. How many times does she have to die to atone for her sins?
"Cha Cha, when are you going to kick Zhang Keda out and be with me?"
Right before his eyes was the face that had haunted his dreams.
Her pink lips could be kissed by simply raising his chin slightly.
His Adam's apple rolled.
"I can't bear it any longer."
The aggressive gaze locked Jiang Cha's gaze firmly on him.
After all, Jiang Cha is not really an eighteen or nineteen-year-old girl, and she understands all the common sense she should know.
How could she not know what Huo Jingchuan meant by this?
only……
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