The spicy smell in the air distracted Guan Lang a little.
He swallowed slightly and opened and closed his lips quickly and lightly.
Although I was fully mentally prepared when I arrived, it was still difficult to speak the first words I came in front of.
It even felt like the backpack behind me was getting heavier a little bit.
"Something's wrong... By the way, Sister Xi, do you have some water? I'm a little thirsty."
He originally wanted to leave immediately after giving away the chocolates, but after thinking about it carefully, he felt it was not appropriate.
So I decided to chat casually for a while to buy time, and then leave the chocolate on the table before I finally went out.
That way it won't look too abrupt.
"Yes, I'll get it for you. What would you like to drink? Coke..." Qin Yanxi smiled and habitually wanted to get up and go to the refrigerator to get it for him.
But before she could stand up completely while holding her knees, she heard a slight groan of pain.
Then he quickly fell back onto the sofa as if he was electrocuted.
Guan Lang, who was constantly using his abundant mental energy in his mind to think about what topics to talk about later so as not to cause embarrassment, heard a muffled sound and turned his head to look aside.
I saw her leaning on the sofa, her face a little pale, her teeth biting her lips, her thin eyebrows furrowed, as if she was in pain.
"You...what's wrong with you? What's wrong with you?" In an instant, all the thoughts that had been pondering in his mind were completely forgotten, leaving only fright and panic.
In fact, he is not stupid. The smell of medicine he smelled when he entered the house, including her paler face than usual, should have revealed something abnormal.
But because he hadn't focused all his attention on it before, he didn't study it carefully.
"My foot...ankle seems to be pressed again, it hurts so much."
She pursed her lips and pointed her slender white jade fingers towards the right foot that was half lifted off the ground.
"My ankle hurts...how about I..." Guan Lang was so anxious that he wanted to do something.
But seeing how she was gritting her teeth in pain, she didn't dare to take action for a moment. She was worried and seemed at a loss.
Fortunately, the pain did not last long. As she lay on the sofa and rested for a while, the pain seemed to subside slowly.
"Huh...huh." Qin Yanxi puffed her mouth slightly and exhaled twice. After all the tossing just now, a lot of cold sweat broke out on her forehead, and her hair stuck to the surface of her skin.
"How are you doing? Does it still hurt?" Guan Lang gently supported her.
"Okay...much better. I sprained my ankle when I was going downstairs. I didn't feel so much pain when I applied the medicine just now. Maybe I didn't pay attention when I got up just now, and accidentally sprained it again." Her tone was a little aggrieved.
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Guan Lang followed her gaze and stopped at her right foot, which was wearing a black shallow-mouthed soft-soled shoe. Through the flesh-colored socks, he could vaguely see that the smooth ankle had become swollen, and even showed a trace of purple.
The color of the bruise.
It makes people feel sad just looking at it.
"You should pay more attention to the road. The snow is slippery..." Guan Lang was angry and helpless. He wanted to "teach" her a few words, but when he saw her pitiful eyes, he couldn't bear it anymore and just kept silent.
Everything that came down was swallowed into the stomach.
It was so snowy that even he had to put on new non-slip snow boots, and she was also wearing a pair of women's shoes with low heels that looked slippery.
"How about... let me rub it for you. It should make you feel better. I have recently learned some Chinese massage techniques." After a moment of silence, Guan Lang, who was concerned and confused, finally recalled that he just learned the massage technique not long ago.
Massage techniques.
And it happened that her pain had subsided at this time, so she wanted to help relieve the swelling in her ankle.
"Ah? Massage?" Qin Yanxi's expression changed, and her face was immediately stained with a light pink blush, making her look a little shy.
For most girls, the ankle can be regarded as a relatively delicate part.
Ankles are to girls what balls on the head are to boys, or even worse.
She glanced at Guan Lang with her obscure eyes, but found that there was no trace of color on his cheeks, as if he had no idea what an excessive request she had made.
What an idiot.
"Yeah." She hesitated for a moment, repeatedly jumping between shyness and worry that the other party would back down, and finally managed to squeeze out a difficult murmur from her teeth.
"Don't worry, I'm pretty good at massaging. So, you've agreed, right?"
She bit her lip again with her teeth, her face became even redder, and after a moment of silence, she slightly raised her voice and agreed.
After receiving permission, Guan Lang carefully held up the sole of her foot, as if holding a piece of fragile glass, for fear of touching the painful spot.
Slowly lift up your trouser leg, take off your shoes and socks, revealing a white and tender foot.
It's so pretty. Even Guan Lang, who was here to do business, couldn't help but sigh when he saw the soles of his feet, which were as pure as jade.
Girls seem to be more refined than boys.
Comparing the soles of my feet, which are also covered in shoes, his are much rougher.
When Guan Lang stopped moving, Qin Yanxi shyly averted her eyes and stared blankly at the flowers. It seemed that there were flowers painted on them, but her ripe red cheeks still revealed the intense turmoil in her heart.
It's just that she doesn't know what Guan Lang is thinking at this time, otherwise she might become angry.
Guan Lang didn't appreciate it for too long and quickly returned to business.
For sprained feet, it is best for ordinary people not to massage. Not only is it impossible to improve the swelling, but it also has a high probability of causing re-injury to the injured area, which may lead to sequelae that are difficult to cure.
But Guan Lang is different, he is a professional.
Although he does not have a license to practice, his relevant skill level has indeed reached the mid-to-high level of level three.
He first put the pads of his fingers on his ankle and felt it lightly. Fortunately, the bones were not heavy, and the main stress was on the muscles. He breathed a sigh of relief.
...
The fingertips rubbed the acupuncture points on the soles of the feet with special techniques, either urgently or slowly. With his ultimate understanding of the acupoints on the human body, he quickly entered the state of massage after the first practical operation.
Qin Yanxi was a little shy at first, her eyes were wandering and she didn't dare to look down, but as time passed slowly.
The wonderful touch from the soles of her feet and a special kind of lazy comfort filled her whole body, making her gradually relax.
His watery eyes looked down at that serious face, and the delicate facial contours were even more moving because of his concentration.
"You must have twisted it twice in succession..." Just when she was getting a little addicted and couldn't extricate herself, Guan Lang's suppressed laughter interrupted her again.
"You...can see all this?" Although his suppressed laughter tone did make people a little angry, she was still surprised by the content of his words for the first time.
"It's not something you can see, it's something you feel." Guan Lang smiled.
For some reason, this was the first time that his pride in a certain skill came out so openly.
The key to bone-setting is all about touching the bones. It is not some mysterious magic for a skilled Chinese medicine doctor to know the disease by touching the bones.