Mu Lingwei took it, with a look of disgust on her face, and he pulled her over and sat on the stool, saying: "Two big living people can still starve to death or die of thirst. If you tell me, you won't make people laugh."
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So, Mu Lingwei sat on the stool obediently and ate a spoonful. It was still warm. Apart from being a little mushy, it was actually not bad.
I saw Jun Mohan walking in and out all the time, and I didn't know what he was busy with. After a while, I saw him coming in with a few plum blossoms in his hand, and then he found a vase. He put the plum blossoms in the vase and handed it to
He came to her and said warmly: "Eating in front of them will make you feel better."
Mu Lingwei was stunned for a moment, biting half of the spoon, and he smiled at her again, that smile seemed to melt her heart.
At this time, he took out a snow-white handkerchief from his arms and wiped the porridge from the corner of her mouth, and said lightly: "Why don't you eat it? I just tasted it. It's delicious."
Mu Lingwei quickly lowered her head and ate a bowl of porridge in big mouthfuls. In fact, it had no taste at all. She was too nervous, and Jun Mohan's attitude towards her was too abnormal.
He went to get the empty teapot on the table and said, "Do you want to drink some water? I'll get some water."
Mu Lingwei said quickly: "Actually, there is a can of ginger tea in the hot spring pool inside. I just put the water in it to keep it warm."
With that said, she got up, opened the back door and walked in.
Mu Lingwei squatted by the pool, washing her face with hot water, and thinking about Jun Mohan's abnormality, she felt a little flustered.
Because he was so gentle and did everything by himself, her body trembled for no reason, and all she could think about was the image of him standing under the plum tree and walking toward her.
Jun Mohan waited outside for a long time, but before Mu Lingwei came out, he appeared at the door with an oil lamp and saw her staring at the pool in a daze.
He said: "You don't need to hide from me. I'm just worried about you. I know you're afraid of the dark, so I'll give you the oil lamp."
He thought she was avoiding him on purpose, and Mu Lingwei didn't explain.
He raised the oil lamp higher and saw her squeeze out with the jar in her arms.
"It's still warm. You should drink some, it will dispel the cold." Mu Lingwei poured two cups, but she didn't dare to look at Jun Mohan.
Jun Mohan saw that she was scared to death of him. Did he do something heinous to make her like this?
"Mu Lingwei, you are too nervous." He said directly.
Only then did she realize that all the ginger tea had been spilled by her. She wanted to find a handkerchief to wipe the table again, but she became even more panicked and didn't know what she was panicking about.
Jun Mohan suddenly stepped forward and held her hand, stopping her and saying, "Go and have a rest. Don't clean it up. I won't clean it up. It's getting messier and messier."
She stared at his hand, which was slender and powerful. Jun Mohan seemed to notice something and quickly let go. Just as he was about to say sorry, she said: "It doesn't matter, it's my fault." It was her heart that began to waver.
Must adjust back immediately.
Jun Mohan didn't understand and was stunned for a moment. She adjusted her mood again and said with a smile: "Go to bed and I'll check your waist. Last time I gave you medicine to treat myelitis. It should be...
It worked.”
Then she added: "Actually, using acupuncture to slowly adjust it will be more helpful to your body. Bai Changyan has been doing acupuncture for you all these years, and it will also work. At least your leg muscles develop normally and have not atrophied. In the future,
, you need to do at least thirty minutes of rehabilitation training every day, and the time should not exceed one hour."
"Thirty minutes? An hour? How long is it?" he asked shamelessly.
She said: "One hour is half an hour as you said, and thirty minutes is half the time."
At this time, Mu Lingwei asked Jun Mohan to crawl on the bed again. For some reason, she felt very panicked while sitting by the bed.
Until her slender fingers pressed against his back, her face turned as red as a ripe apple, and she inserted the silver needle into his spinal cord, estimating the time before pulling it out.
Jun Mohan was also a little nervous. A man and a woman were alone in the same room. He didn't dare to move or even look at her. Even if it hurt, he could only bite his thin lips tightly for fear that Mu Lingwei would be angry.
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After doing all this, she quickly took his clothes and covered him, saying: "Put on your clothes first, that's all."
After she finished speaking, she was about to leave. Jun Mohan suddenly held her hand and said, "Why do you always avoid me? This was not the case when you treated me before."
"What was I like before?" She avoided his hand.
"You are always focused, serious and attentive, but today, you are different." He said directly.
"Your legs have improved, and my treatment has produced results. Naturally, I will feel different, and my treatment plan will also be different." She said randomly.
"Really?" Jun Mohan raised his eyebrows, turned over from the bed, put on his underwear again, revealing his strong chest muscles and strong arms, and said, "My legs hurt a little."
"Why does it hurt?" she asked.
"I don't know, it just started hurting for no reason." He added, "How about getting a few needles in my legs? Maybe it won't hurt anymore."
Mu Lingwei moved the oil lamp closer and began to check his legs. After checking several places, he said it hurt.
At this time, he suddenly pulled her to the bed and held her in his arms. Mu Lingwei was caught off guard that he would do this and said quickly: "Jun Mohan, what are you going to do? You lied to me."
Jun Mohan put his hand on the broken hair on her temples, and rubbed his warm fingers back and forth on her cheek, like stroking a piece of precious brocade.
Mu Lingwei's heart was beating loudly and she murmured: "Jun Mohan, don't..."
"Don't you want to be my wife?" He leaned close to her ear and murmured: "Mu Lingwei, will you be my wife..."
"No, no, please let me go. The wife you want to marry is Shangguan Han. Jun Mohan, please calm down."
Mu Lingwei wanted to push him away. He must be crazy to say such nonsense. She wanted to get up from the bed. The wife he wanted to marry had always been Shangguan Han. It was impossible for her to share a man with another woman.
The next moment, he turned over and pressed her under him, looked at her closely, and said seriously: "You are my wife now."
At this time, the oil lamp was kicked over by her at some point and fell to the ground. In an instant, the room was so dark that it was hard to see.
Mu Lingwei's whole body began to tremble again, "Jun Mohan, please don't touch me, please."
She knew that this was when she was at her weakest.
Jun Mohan quickly hugged her body tightly, "Mu Lingwei, don't be afraid, I will protect you. The dark night is not scary. Close your eyes and nothing will happen. I will accompany you. I won't