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Chapter 258

"Come, let me undress you." Her hands came to my chest and unbuttoned the top buttons for me one by one. Inside were sweaters and underwear. She said to me again: "Stretch both hands above my head.

Go, I'll take off your sweater. It's weird."

I immediately laughed, "Yuanyuan, I'm not a child."

She also smiled, "In my heart, you and our future children are both my little babies."

I thought her words were a bit sour, but I clearly felt a kind of warmth. So I looked at her and giggled.

She took off my upper body clothes and gently touched my chest with her hands, "Brother, look at you, you have gained weight. You used to be mostly muscles, but now they are all fat. You should exercise more in the future."

That's right. You should try to drink as little as possible. You drank a lot today, right? I smelled a strong smell of alcohol as soon as you entered the house."

"Yeah." I nodded. I was particularly obedient today because my heart was completely filled with warmth.

She immediately came to untie my belt. I felt a little embarrassed and said, "I'll do it myself."

"Brother, you are injured today, please let me serve you well. Look, I brought a small stool, and you can sit on it in a while." She said to me with a smile.

After she finished taking off all my clothes, she immediately told me to sit on the small stool. She held the shower nozzle in one hand and sprayed hot water on me. At the same time, she asked: "Brother, how is the temperature of the water?"

?”

To be honest, I felt a little hot at first, but then I felt very comfortable. I said: "Very good, it fits very well."

"Brother, let me wash your hair first. Close your eyes," she said.

She washed me very carefully, and when she rubbed my body with her hands again and again, I felt a kind of warmth seeping into my own bone marrow, and I suddenly had memories of my childhood, the kind of warmth my mother once gave me.

memory. Now, I find that Chen Yuan's hands are as warm as my mother's hands.

She was very careful not to let anything touch my finger, including water drops.

While feeling this warmth, I felt a sense of emotion, tenderness, and guilt in my heart.

After the bath, she gently wiped me clean. The exhaustion caused by the pain at night had long since disappeared, and a refreshing and comfortable feeling from the bone marrow suddenly flooded my whole body.

Thanks to Chen Yuan for giving me this bath. After I came out of the bathroom, I immediately felt refreshed all over my body. Although my fingers were still a little sore, I found that they were not as swollen as before. When the hot water washed my body, I felt so refreshed.

My blood circulation accelerated, which enhanced the absorption of blood congestion in the injured area. I thought this must be the reason. But Chen Yuan said, "Brother, why does the swelling seem to be getting worse?"

I looked at it again and said, "Absolutely."

"Uncle, let me rub it with wine for you now. Is that okay?" the nanny asked me.

"Okay, thank you." I said, and then asked: "Does it hurt?"

"It might hurt. You have to hold it back. It'll be fine in a while," she said.

So I went and sat on the sofa.

The nanny brought a bowl and a bottle of high-quality liquor. She opened the bottle of wine. I guess she just went downstairs to buy this wine, because I don’t have such low-quality high-quality liquor at home. She opened it with her teeth.

I was immediately worried about the lid of the wine bottle, "Auntie, don't open it like this, your teeth will be damaged."

She smiled, "It's okay. We rural people all open wine bottles like this." Then she poured a small amount of wine into the bowl, then lit a small note with a lighter, and then she burned the piece of paper.

I threw the small piece of paper into the bowl, and after a soft "pop" sound, a green flame appeared in the bowl. I was suddenly horrified, "Auntie, what are you doing?"

"Uncle, don't worry. Give me your hand." She smiled and said to me. I hesitated and gave her my injured hand. She held my injured hand with her left hand.

My hand, my right hand reached into the green flame in the bowl. I was about to stop her when I saw that her hand had already come out of the bowl, carrying a green flame. Her hand suddenly arrived with the flame.

She touched my injured finger, and I couldn't help but shrink, but was held tightly by her hand. I was even more horrified, because I saw the green flame burning on my injured finger. However, it was very strange.

My finger didn't feel how hot the flames were. The nanny then quickly rubbed my finger and suddenly felt pain. It was the pain coming from the finger joints, not the surface of the skin. Instead, I felt myself

There was still a cool and comfortable feeling on the skin surface of that finger. She sent the flame from the bowl to my finger again and again, and then rubbed it quickly. Later, I felt that my finger was a little hot.

"Uncle, I think it will be enough to do it again tomorrow morning," she said.

"Oh. Thank you." I nodded, but I had some doubts about the efficacy of her treatment method.

Then I was about to go to the study room, but I was stopped by Chen Yuan, "Brother, you go and lie on the bed, you will catch a cold easily."

"Didn't we agree that I would dictate it and you would type it for me?" I said.

"Brother, I just bought a laptop. I also installed a router at home. You can access the Internet in the bedroom. It would be great if we lay on the bed, you tell me, and I type." She said.

"Is that so? Why did you think of buying a laptop?" I asked in surprise.

"I was alone at home, and it was uncomfortable to sit in the study for a long time. So I just wanted to lie on the bed and surf the Internet," she said.

"That's good." I said hurriedly, feeling guilty again: I spent too little time with her.

After entering the bedroom, I discovered that her laptop was red, small and beautiful. "Did you just buy it today?" I asked.

"I bought it a few days ago," she said.

I was even more anxious and ashamed: I didn't even see such a bright thing in the bedroom. This can only mean that I never paid attention to it. Thinking of how I drank every day in the past few days, I felt even deeper.

Half lying on the bed, I was reading the information and dictating. Chen Yuan was in my arms, with a laptop in front of her, and she was typing quickly. Once again, I was enveloped in the warmth of home.

When I went to work the next day, I used Chen Yuan's USB flash drive to print out the contents of the report, checked it over, and then started filling out the form.

I went to bed very late last night and woke up a little late in the morning. My fingers were much better, so I didn’t ask the nanny to treat me again. I felt a little incredible about her treatment method, and at the same time I sighed in my heart:

Many things among the people are actually worth learning on your own.

Xiao Li drove the car downstairs last night. The keys were also brought up. But I didn't drive to work today because I didn't dare to use my fingers too hard.

It was much easier to fill out the application form, but I still hesitated when filling in the project applicant field. After thinking about it, I then wrote Dean Zhang’s name in front, and then my own name.

Because I thought of what Azhu said last night. Now I think: If Dean Zhang really means that, there is nothing I can do. There is at least one advantage for me to fill in his name in front, and that is to express

I respect him and let him make changes on his own. To be honest, if I go to him and ask him to participate in this project again and again, I can't do such a thing. It's too embarrassing.

And I also thought of an even lazier way. Of course, the purpose was still to avoid the embarrassment in my heart - after filling out the form, I sent the information to the Research Office. When I left, I said: "Please show it to Dean Zhang."

.He commanded it.”

"You send it directly to him?" said the person from the Scientific Research Department.

I was stunned for a moment and then replied: "Dean Zhang said that he would ask you to review it first before speaking."

He didn't say anything more. I breathed a sigh of relief. This way I didn't have to face Dean Zhang directly.

After thinking of Dean Zhang, I suddenly remembered something: call Zhuang Qing.

I found that the relationship between people is sometimes related to distance. Since Zhuang Qing left, especially recently, I have rarely thought of her. So I was thinking in my heart, is it because there is less contact that this happens?

situation? Or was it because other women filled the void she left for me?

But her phone was turned off. I guessed that she might be on the set or for some other reason, so I sent her a text message: Please call back.

In fact, I felt uneasy throughout the morning because I was always thinking about the possible results of that report. But there was no news until I got off work in the morning.

I went home for lunch and took a taxi. I didn't tell Chen Yuan in advance that I was going home for dinner, but I found that the food on the table was very rich.

"I thought you might want to come back for dinner, so I asked Auntie to cook a few more dishes," she said.

"How did you know I was coming back?" I asked in surprise.

"Because I think you might have to come back and ask Auntie to treat you again. Don't you have time in the morning?" she said.

"This is strange. Why can't I come back at night and get treatment?" I was even more surprised.

"Because you care too much about your current job, and your finger is so important." She said with a smile.

I immediately felt that she was very smart, and I felt a little ashamed: Why didn't I realize how smart she was before? After thinking about it, I realized that her judgment was actually very simple. After all, she understood me better.

At noon, the nanny treated me again. I joked: "Auntie, you can open your own clinic."

"How dare I? We rural people know this method," she said.

"Do you have any other remedies? Let me know." I was very interested in this aspect.

"It can only cure some minor illnesses. For example, when you can't digest it, stir-fry rice and boil it into soup and drink it. When you can't sleep, add vinegar to hot water and soak your feet. It can't cure serious illnesses. Uncle, you

He is a doctor in a big hospital, and it is useless for us to learn these local methods." She said. (To be continued)

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