Gu Changlin likes Meiya very much. Whenever he has time, he will talk to Meiya about some simple medical knowledge. Meiya learns very seriously. She used to just randomly press Zhong Mingwei, but now she knows a lot of acupoints and techniques. Zhong Mingwei applied the plaster made by Gu Changlin himself, and with Meiya's careful care, his leg recovered quickly.
"Mr. Gu. When can Mingwei come down to walk?" This is the question that Meiya is most concerned about now. After staying on the kang for more than two months, Zhong Mingwei is very depressed. Unfortunately, his knee is injured, so he can only sit or lie flat, and he can't even lie prone. After more than two months, he feels as if his whole body is stiff, especially his buttocks, which are uncomfortable no matter how he puts his body. Meiya used to only massage his legs. Now she has to massage his buttocks as well.
"Wait two more days. I see he is recovering quite well," Gu Changlin said to Mei Ya in a serious tone while pounding the plaster, "But he can't be like before. Do your best, and proceed step by step. Don't rush it. If he hurts his knee again, he might suffer from this leg disease for the rest of his life. Girl, add the medicine soup."
"Yes, yes, I've got that," Meiya nodded hurriedly like a chick pecking at rice, while carefully adding the thick medicinal soup in the big spoon into the mortar bit by bit. There was no expression on her face, but she was very excited in her heart. She put down the spoon and looked at Gu Changlin eagerly, "Mr. Gu, as long as he takes good care of himself in the future, will Mingwei's leg disease not recur? Will he be able to run and jump like a normal person?"
"He's injured so badly, and he's been bedridden for so long. I'm afraid he won't recover without three to five years of recuperation," Gu Changlin said as he stirred the ointment while looking at Mei Ya. Seeing her nervous face, he suddenly smiled and patted Mei Ya's head. "But with your careful care, he will be able to be like a normal person sooner or later."
"Really?" Mei Ya cried out immediately. She was so excited that she was busy bowing and saluting to Gu Changlin. "Mr. Gu, thank you so much! I really... really thank you so much!"
When she said this, Meiya's voice was choked with sobs. Gu Changlin felt a little sad when he saw this, and he hurriedly reached out to help Meiya up: "If you really want to thank me, just stew the big bones in the pot. Why do you do this? I don't like it. Don't do this again in the future. Do you hear me?"
"Yes, yes, yes! I'll go stew the big bones in a while," Mei Ya wiped her eyes busy and added, "And let Pang Yi get you a few pounds of good wine, so you can drink comfortably!"
"That's it." Gu Changlin pursed his lips and smiled, while continuing to work on the ointment in his hand.
"Madam," Pang Yi came out of the bedroom and walked to Mei Ya, "Master, please come in."
"Oh," Mei Ya wiped her hands with a towel, and hurriedly followed Pang Yi into the bedroom. She walked to the edge of the kang, lowered her voice, and asked Zhong Mingwei in a low voice, "Is your butt numb again? Can I rub it for you?"
Zhong Mingwei: “…”
Pang Yi followed in: "..." I didn't hear anything, really didn't hear anything, so please don't stare at me with that vicious look, okay? !
Zhong Mingwei tried his best to hide his embarrassment, and said to Mei Ya: "Pang Yi has been looking for a house these days. Now there are two good houses. You can pick one."
"It's such a big deal, you should just make the decision, why are you asking me?" Mei Ya looked frightened, and then waved her hands at Zhong Mingwei hurriedly, "I don't know how to choose, and I can't choose, just buy whichever one you think is suitable, don't ask me."
Zhong Mingwei's expression, which had finally calmed down, darkened again. He glared at Mei Ya, then turned his head and said to Pang Yi in a slow voice, "Then buy both sets."
Pang Yi bowed and accepted the order: "Yes, sir, I will go down the mountain now..."
"Wait! Wait!" Mei Ya suddenly interrupted Pang Yi, hurriedly climbed onto the kang, glared at Zhong Mingwei and said, "Why buy so many houses? There are only a few of us? How many rooms can we live in? You just like to spend money lavishly!"
"Then you pick one," Zhong Mingwei's originally sullen face gradually showed a smile when he saw Mei Ya's angry look. "Anyway, I think they are all good, so I want to buy them all. If you don't want to pick, then there is nothing I can do. Who made me have this wasteful habit since I was a child?"
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