Gu Junzhu shook his head: "I don't have an appetite."

Ye Xingbei coaxed him: "You have to eat some food, so you can have resistance. You don't want to be so sick and ill. Let me serve you, right?"

"No," Gu Junzhu said: "I think it feels very good to be served by you."

"..." Ye Xingbei raised his eyebrows: "I'm looking for a beating, right?"

"Okay," as a patient who was being served, Gu Wuye compromised with grievance: "Then let's drink some porridge, it's better to have only soup but no rice."

Ye Xingbei hehe, glanced at him and wanted to get up to cook porridge, but he grabbed his hand: "Let the kitchen do it, don't go, making porridge is not a technical job, let them do it, you can accompany me."

Ye Xingbei sat back next to him and called the kitchen: "...Cook some porridge, add more rice, and cook for a longer time... Yes, it will be thick."

Gu Junzhu: "..."

All right.

He is a patient and needs to work hard for his wife to serve him, and he listens to his wife.

After drinking the porridge, Gu Junzhu sweated again.

Ye Xingbei asked him to take his body temperature again.

Thirty-seven degrees five.

Ye Xingbei breathed a sigh of relief again, but was not completely relieved.

Situ Jinse has had a repeated high fever these days, and it will drop after taking the medicine. When the medicine is over, it will rise. It has been struggling for several days, but it has not been completely cured.

She was worried that Gu Junzhu would do the same.

Fortunately, the flow is not a difficult and complicated disease, and it will be fine after a while.

What made Ye Xingbei most gratified was that Gu Junzhu's back no longer hurt as much as last night.

The pain in his back could not be found, and there was no targeted solution. It seemed that it would kill him when it hurt. That was the most terrifying thing.

Gu Junzhu himself was also very content.

Compared with the pain in the flu, it is like the difference between drizzle and heavy rain.

The old injuries on his back had been suffered many times, and the first time it was relieved so quickly.

He couldn't help but ask Ye Xingbei: "Is the old Chinese doctor who taught you massage any background? My dad has hired me many professional masseuses before, but it has no effect on alleviating the pain on my back, but your massage seemed to have worked last night."

He hadn't had this secret injury for a long time, and he wasn't sure that he was recovering soon, so the pain was relatively short this time, so Ye Xingbei's massage worked.

"It's not a big deal, right?" Ye Xingbei briefly explained the process of her learning massage.

Gu Junzhu tsk, "Ye Xingli paid the tuition for a house for you, and only then did he learn such a massage technique. Isn't that big of a big deal?"

"This is also my luck," said Ye Xingbei. "That was abroad. Traditional Chinese medicine declined and no one believed it. Only people would be willing to teach it. Otherwise, our Chinese medicine masters in China would have money and would not look down on a house."

"It makes sense, but the key is the right symptom," Gu Junzhu said: "My father has invited me a few Chinese medicine masters, and I am still helpless in my injuries. Ye Xiaobei..."

He held Ye Xingbei's hand, "If you really help me relieve my injury, it means that we were born with a couple, right?"

Ye Xingbei found that his palm was full of sweat.

She suddenly realized that this person must be afraid that she would worry, so she forced herself to make jokes with her here.
Chapter completed!