"Don't worry, it's nothing serious. It's just a minor problem. Of course there are treatments."
Hong Yu's tone was relaxed and he didn't seem to take Tang Qingcheng's problems to heart.
Hearing that there was a treatment, Tang Qingcheng perked up and asked quickly: "Then you can give me the treatment now, otherwise I will die of pain every day."
Hong Yu said: "I can use acupuncture to help you recuperate first, and temporarily make the pain in your heart and back disappear, but this is only treating the symptoms and not the root cause."
"That's it!"
Tang Qingcheng was a little disappointed and immediately asked: "Then how can we cure the root cause?"
Hong Yu replied: "It's very simple. From today on, you should stop practicing martial arts. The cause of your illness is caused by improper martial arts training."
"That's not possible. Practicing martial arts is my lifelong hobby. My dream is to become the champion of the national free fighting competition." Tang Qingcheng would rather endure the physical pain every day than give up practicing martial arts.
Hong Yu reminded: "Your current condition is relatively mild. If you don't listen to my advice and insist on practicing martial arts, you will probably become permanently disabled in three to five years."
Disabled for life?
Tang Qingcheng turned pale with fright. She never expected that it would be so serious.
Zhou Wanrou was also frightened by Hong Yu's words, and said with a worried look: "Xiaoyu, you are trying to scare Qingcheng, right?"
Hong Yu shook his head: "I'm not trying to scare her. I'm just telling her based on the best-case scenario. If the situation is serious... she may bleed to death from her orifices."
Tang Qingcheng: "..."
Zhou Wanrou: "..."
Both of them were frightened and panicked.
It took a while before the two of them came back to their senses.
"Qingcheng, Xiaoyu's words are certainly not alarmist. It's important to save your life. You'd better not practice martial arts in the future. Uncle Tang doesn't like you practicing martial arts very much anyway."
Zhou Wanrou quickly advised Tang Qingcheng.
Tang Qingcheng was very entangled in her heart.
She is unwilling to give up martial arts.
But she also doesn't want to become disabled, let alone die.
She looked directly at Hong Yu and said, "Xiaoyu, if every time I feel unwell, I come to you for acupuncture and recuperation as soon as possible, can I prevent my condition from getting worse?"
Hong Yu: "..."
"Don't keep silent. Is this okay?" Tang Qingcheng asked.
"Huh... In principle, it seems possible." Hong Yu was speechless, this woman is really a martial arts fanatic.
The situation has become so serious, yet he still wants to practice martial arts.
Tang Qingcheng's face suddenly became happy, and she approached Hong Yutou and said:
"Xiaoyu, Wanrou and I are sisters. Since you and Wanrou are good friends, then we are also good friends, right?"
Hong Yu nodded: "That's right."
Tang Qingcheng smiled and said: "Since we are good friends, it is always right for you to help me with acupuncture every time I feel unwell, right?"
Hong Yu: "..."
I just guessed that a woman would say that.
Zhou Wanrou also understood that her best friend did not want to give up practicing martial arts and wanted to fulfill her wish, so she asked:
"Xiaoyu, just promise Qingcheng. She really likes martial arts. If you let her give up practicing martial arts, she will never be happy in her life."
Hong Yu is a very talkative person, not to mention Zhou Wanrou helping to intercede, so he is naturally embarrassed to refuse.
He said: "It's not a problem to help with acupuncture and recuperation, but it's very troublesome. I'm afraid I won't be free sometimes, so I..."
Hong Yu originally wanted to say that he had other methods that could completely cure Tang Qingcheng's problem of improper movement during practice.
But Tang Qingcheng mistakenly thought that he was making excuses and didn't want to help, so he quickly interrupted him.
Tang Qingcheng said: "Xiaoyu, next time I get sick, you don't need to come all the way to the provincial capital to give me acupuncture. Just tell me your home address and I will go find you. If you are not free during the day, you can do acupuncture for me at night."
OK."
"Of course, I won't let you give me acupuncture for nothing. You can rest assured that the consultation fee will satisfy you."
Hong Yu shook his head and smiled bitterly, "Qingcheng, you may have misunderstood. What I mean is that I have methods other than acupuncture that can completely cure your problem of improper practice."
"???" Tang Qingcheng was stunned for a moment, "Then why didn't you tell me earlier?"
Hong Yu said: "My method is a set of breathing and cultivation methods. In your words, it can also be called internal strength and mental methods. It is usually kept secret, but because you are Wanrou's good best friend,
Come on, I thought about it again and again before making an exception and passing it on to you."
Tang Qingcheng looked at Hong Yu with wide eyes, looking very shocked: "You actually know martial arts?"
Hong Yu smiled and said, "You should know a little bit."
Zhou Wanrou echoed: "Qingcheng, Xiaoyu didn't lie to you, he really knows martial arts. I saw with my own eyes that he knocked down seven or eight gangsters by himself in just three or two strokes."
"I really didn't see it."
Tang Qingcheng looked even more admiringly at Hong Yu, a peer of his age, and said with a smile: "To be honest, I really want to compete with you now and try your kung fu."
Hong Yu was speechless.
Zhou Wanrou smiled and said: "Qingcheng, don't think about sparring. Let Xiaoyu treat you first."
"Yes, treatment is important."
Tang Qingcheng nodded, looked at Hong Yu and said: "Xiaoyu, you first give me acupuncture to relieve the pain in my heart and back, and then teach me your set of inner strength and mental methods. I will try to see if it has any effect.
"
Hong Yu nodded, unknowingly took out a pack of silver needles from the storage ring, and said to Tang Qingcheng, "You lie down on the sofa."
Tang Qingcheng immediately followed the instructions and lay down on the sofa.
"Take off your shirt." Hong Yu said.
"Ah?!" Tang Qingcheng was stunned.
Zhou Wanrou was also stunned.
Neither of them thought about taking off their clothes.
"What are you doing standing there? If you don't take off your clothes, how can I do acupuncture?" Hong Yu said.
Tang Qingcheng came back to her senses, her pretty face turned red and hot.
Although she has a hot personality and is more fierce than men, in the final analysis she is still a girl, and she is also a novice in relationships.
How could she be embarrassed if she was asked to take off her clothes in front of a man?
But without stripping, and without acupuncture, she was really in a dilemma.
Zhou Wanrou was also confused.
She doesn't want the man she likes to look at her woman's body.
Especially since this woman is his best friend.
But if I don't see it and can't cure my best friend's disease, it will really make her very distressed.
Seeing that the woman refused to take off her clothes, Hong Yu helplessly shrugged, "Okay, since you are shy, forget it. Anyway, this little problem will not be life-threatening."
"No, I'll just take it off."
Tang Qingcheng gritted her teeth and finally decided to take off her clothes.
In fact, the main reason is that she doesn't feel disgusted with Hong Yu in her heart. Instead, she admires him very much. She feels that even if Hong Yu sees him, it is not a special loss.
Zhou Wanrou looked at Hong Yu and warned: "You will do acupuncture later. It is best not to look around, otherwise you will not be good-looking."
Hong Yu was speechless, "I said Wanrou, my current identity is a doctor. In the eyes of a doctor, there are only patients, not those messy thoughts in your mind."
Zhou Wanrou curled her lips and thought to herself: "You are the only one who believes in me, you big pervert."
Of course, she couldn't express her inner thoughts clearly, so she could save some face for Hong Yu in front of Tang Qingcheng.
Tang Qingcheng said: "Wanrou, we have to believe in Xiaoyu's character."
Hearing that her best friend was defending Hong Yu, Zhou Wanrou felt a sour feeling in her heart for some reason and stopped talking.
"Xiaoyu, can you turn around first? I'm really embarrassed to take it off in front of you." Zhou Wanrou said to Hong Yu with a blushing face.
"No problem." Hong Yu turned his back.
Tang Qingcheng sat up from the sofa and first took off the sweatshirt jacket he was wearing.
Then, he took off the white T-shirt he was wearing underneath.
Only my underwear was left on.
Revealing a piece of snow-white skin, as white as jade, flawless.
Zhou Wanrou felt very uncomfortable when she looked at this scene.
She is a person with emotional mysophobia and does not want Hong Yu to look at other women after being with her.
But she also understood in her heart that she was treating a disease and there was nothing she could do about it.
"Xiaoyu, okay, turn around."
Tang Qingcheng protected his chest with his hands and lowered his head, obviously not letting go completely yet.
Hong Yu turned around.
Looking at Tang Qingcheng's well-developed and extremely mature figure, she was stunned for a moment.
"This girl is actually plumper than Wanrou."
Hong Yu secretly compared it, his throat rolled, and he swallowed unconsciously.
Zhou Wanrou saw that Hong Yu couldn't take his eyes away and even swallowed his saliva. Jealousy surged up and she reached out to pinch Hong Yu's arm angrily. "What are you looking at? Let's get acupuncture."
The pain on his arm made Hong Yu immediately come to his senses. Knowing that he had been rude, he awkwardly said to Tang Qingcheng: "Um... Qingcheng, please lie down."
"Oh, okay."
Tang Qingcheng nodded and lay flat on the sofa again, her face as red as a ripe peach.