A little weird.

To be on the safe side, the doctor asked Qin Yimu, "Do you agree?"

"...?" Qin Yimu's face was rarely suspicious.

Shan Qiye patted the mattress and tried to interrupt the conversation between them, "Doctor, I'll just agree."

The doctor doesn't care, there is always one more person to confirm, he can do it, and avoid any misunderstanding in the future, "What do you say?"

Shan Qiye put his hands together and bowed to Qin Yimu, don't let me go home, same table.

The juvenile's long and narrow eyes were wide open and looked very innocent, and his dark black eyes were full of prayers, like a beast that was robbed of food, his eyes were wet.

It is difficult to raise the emotion of rejection.

Qin Yimu calmly looked away and said coldly, "Listen to him."

As soon as he finished speaking, Shan Qiye burst into laughter, made a 'victory' gesture on his hand, stretched his left leg and said, "Come on doctor, my tablemate agrees."

The doctor said, "Okay, you can coax him, and I'll get the medicinal wine."

"coax?"

"It hurts to rub it off. You can do some psychological construction for him. If you are afraid that you don't want to rub it, tell me in advance, and you won't be able to go back when I get the medicinal wine back."

Qin Yimu looked at Shan Qiye with excitement, as if his feet were healed, and he wanted to go down and run three laps. He felt that the doctor's guess was nonsensical and could not happen.

When Shan Qiye heard that, the expression on his face suddenly froze.

Qin Yimu suddenly felt a hint of coolness on the back of his neck, as if the wind was blowing.

"Same table~" Shan Qiye stretched out his ending, as if he was about to have a major operation. He was poor and helpless.

"Yeah." Qin Yimu pulled over the stool and sat down, smearing his wound with the alcohol on the side, just touching it without even a single movement, just because he was afraid that he would hurt.

Shan Qiye naturally noticed Qin Yimu's restraint, he cleared his throat, "I'm afraid." Little thumb hooked his neckline carefully, "What should I do if I don't want to rub it?"

Qin Yimu stood up suddenly, turned around to go to the doctor, Shan Qiye didn't expect him to be so neat, he didn't have time to say it completely, he quickly swallowed the rest of the things he didn't have time to say, grabbed Qin Yimu, " No, no, I'm not so afraid, but it's actually not bad, just coax me, I'm very coaxing at the same table."

Qin Yimu stopped when he heard the words, stood by the bed without rushing to sit down, "It's useless."

"What's useless?" Shan Qiye was stunned, "How can it be useless, just coax me and it won't hurt, really."

Qin Yimu was silent, with a calm expression on his face. Shan Qiye couldn't analyze what the man was thinking, but he seemed to be quite tangled.

He just saw that Qin Yimu was too quiet and wanted to tease him, but there was really no need to make Qin Yimu so entangled.

Shan Qiye said: "Actually, it doesn't have to be..."

"How to coax?"

Shan Qiye was stunned for a moment. He raised his head in astonishment and met Qin Yimu's eyes. He couldn't hide a smile on his face. He opened his arms and said, "Just give it a hug."

Chapter 13 Hugs

Qin Yimu seemed to agree. As soon as the person came over, the doctor came back with the medicinal wine. Before he could pull his little hand, Shan Qiye watched Qin Yimu take two steps back.

He looked at the doctor with resentment in his eyes.

However, the doctor was concentrating on tinkering with his medicinal wine, completely ignoring Shan Qiye's intentions. He opened the lid and dipped some in the palm of his hand to warm it up. He raised his chin at Qin Yimu, "You, carry him."

Shan Qiye: "?!"

What is Liu Yin Hua Ming You Village? !

Shan Qiye's eyes lit up instantly, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise. He tried his best to cover it up, and pushed back and said, "No need, I can't run again, it's alright..." When he was idle, he lifted the quilt next to him and pushed it aside to make room for Qin Yimu.

At the same time, he patted the sheets with his hands, and he could almost see the double image with his hands.

Qin Yimu: "..."

Seeing this, the doctor couldn't help laughing, "Hey, your classmate is interesting." This man was really funny. He pretended not to care while urging him to sit down.

Seeing Qin Yimu sitting over, the doctor gently put his hand on Shan Qiye's ankle, "It's about to begin."

"Yeah." From the moment Qin Yimu sat down, the focus was not on the doctor, but Shan Qiye didn't rub up against him, but just leaned against others, "Speak at the same table... uh!" The voice turned into a painful exclamation. The abrupt sheet Qiye gritted his teeth and swallowed it.

The swollen ankle was already hot, and the medicinal wine in the palm of the hand was even hotter. The two were fine at first, but then they rubbed it vigorously, and the pain was so painful that the whole body trembled.

Shan Qiye couldn't say a word of the chat, the fine beads of sweat on his forehead slid down the corner of his forehead, and it was a little uncomfortable for the sweat to sink into his eyes.

The next moment, a tissue dipped in warm water was attached to his eyes, and Shan Qiye felt a hand wrapping around him from behind, pressing his left arm around him and turning over to him.

Shan Qiye rubbed his eyes, and after struggling to open it, he found that he was actually leaning on Qin Yimu's arms...? !

Qin Yimu asked, "Does it hurt?"

Shan Qiye opened his mouth and said, "It hurts! It really hurts!" As he spoke, he leaned into someone's arms.

Qin Yimu frowned and remained silent, only holding Shan Qiye tightly in his hands.

Without waiting for him to say anything, the doctor held his hands mercilessly, and then rubbed the medicinal wine and pressed it up. Shan Qiye shuddered, and there was snowflakes in front of his pained eyes. This time was even more ruthless than before, if he hadn't leaned against him. Qin Yimu, I'm afraid he's already lying down at this time.

Qin Yimu put the man in his arms and gently wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with a dry tissue. He could feel the other person's trembling in the palm of his hand. Compared with the cheerful pretence and ridicule before, he didn't want to see Shan Qiye at this time. Such a pale look.