Save the villain and become the villain [Quick Wear]

Qi Yang pointed to her face modestly, as if accepting Ren Yi's apology.

Ren Yi looked at him for a while, then pulled him into his arms and kissed his forehead tenderly.

"Mon chéri, je suis fou de toi."

Qi Yang pinched his red earlobe, and the heat was amazing.

"I don't understand, speak Chinese."

This guy has to show off his foreign language whenever he feels embarrassed. This was the case with his love letter before. I don’t know whether he wants him to understand or not.

"My dear, I love you madly."

Ren Yi hugged him tightly, his voice was extremely gentle, but there was worry in his eyes.

Ren Yi had never considered whether he could sleep if he was holding someone else, but since he carried the child in his arms to the bed, he couldn't sleep for the first time.

There is always a feeling of uneasiness and discomfort lingering in my intuition.

……

The night before National Day, Qi Yang uploaded the video to the platform and accompanied Ren Yi to see the old Chinese doctor.

When they arrived at the clinic run by Doctor Zhou, he forced people to queue up obediently. When it was their turn, Ren Yi sent Qi Yang away.

Qi Yang looked at him for a while, nodded, and said, "I'll make a phone call. Answer whatever the doctor asks you. Be proactive, don't be impatient, and don't be shy."

Ren Yi nodded.

Doctor Zhou turned his frosted eyes to Qi Yang. Qi Yang noticed it and was slightly startled. He smiled politely: "Doctor, I brought his physical examination report for the past month. Do you need me to give it to you?"

The old doctor waved his hand and asked his two sons to continue seeing the patient. He then took Ren Yi inside, examined him carefully, and asked a lot of questions.

Ren Yi was a little uncomfortable at first, but they came early and this place was originally a place for acupuncture and cupping, but now there were not many people here. He gradually relaxed, actively cooperated and explained, and roughly told the situation since the car accident.

No matter how good-tempered the old doctor was, he couldn't help but criticize him for not taking his health seriously.

When examining the legs, the old doctor pressed a certain acupuncture point and felt the nearby muscles move for a moment. He uttered a light "expletive", but there was no movement when he pressed again.

He looked at Ren Yi with some surprise: "Have you taken any medicine recently? Have you had any treatment?"

"No," Ren Yi paused, "but my wife has been giving me massages every night recently."

The old doctor said "Oh", regained his composure, and said slowly: "The one who called outside?"

Ren Yi glanced at him and nodded: "Yeah."

The old doctor seemed to want to say something, but swallowed half of it and praised: "The young man has good physical fitness."

Qi Yang finished sending holiday greetings to Jiang's father and mother, waited for a while, and then his cell phone vibrated and he came in.

The old doctor pushed up his reading glasses. His increasingly cloudy eyes reflected the light through the lenses and looked clear and energetic. He looked at him and asked, "Young man, can you do massage?"

“I learned a few tricks online.”

Doctor Zhou waved at him: "Come, I'll teach you a few more techniques. Massage your wife two or three times a day, for twenty minutes each time."

When Qi Yang heard this title, he raised his eyebrows and looked at Ren Yi, but Ren Yi frowned and said, "Let Xiao Yan and the others learn it."

“Can they learn as fast and as standard as I do?”

Ren Yi couldn't refute it.

Qi Yang rolled up his sleeves and smiled at Doctor Zhou, "I'm counting on you."

Doctor Zhou started to teach him step by step. Watching his techniques, he nodded repeatedly and gave up the idea of ​​asking his son to come in and help with the massage.

"Your technique is quite good, call me in 20 minutes and give him two injections."

"Well, okay, you're busy."

Qi Yang dragged a stool over and sat on it. He took off Ren Yi's shoes and socks, and pushed up his loose trouser legs. His massage movements were skillful, as if he was not a beginner.

He raised his eyebrows and looked at Ren Yi: "You told the doctor that I was your lover?"

Ren Yi's eyes had been on his hands, but when he heard the words, he moved them to his face and asked, "Isn't it?"

"Just curious about what you said."

"Jiang Shi..."

"spouse?"

"……baby."

"That's more like it. What do you want to say?"

There is a curtain separating this place from the consultation area outside, and I can clearly hear what the old doctor is asking the patient in a slow and slow voice.

Ren Yi lowered his voice and asked, "Do you feel wronged when you meet me?"

Qi Yang: “?”

He raised his hand to touch his forehead and asked in confusion: "What's wrong with you again?"

Ren Yi held his wrist and stroked his slightly red palm with his thumb, seeming to feel pity for him.

Qi Yang pulled his hand back, rolled his eyes, and cursed, "Idiot."

Ren Yi was stunned.

"If you ask me again, I'll have to bring up old issues with you."

"I'm asking you to look ahead, not to stare at the past."

"Are you still feeling wronged? What do you think?"

Ren Yi was speechless for a long time. Looking at his puffy cheeks, he began to smile. His brows relaxed and two dimples appeared at the corners of his mouth.

He poked her with his hand: “Baby, I wish I had met you earlier.”

Qi Yang slapped his hand away: "Copper smelting is shameful."

Ren Yi: “…”

My lover who is sometimes full of sweet words and sometimes stubborn.

After a while, he asked Qi Yang: "Are you tired?"

"I can beat you with one punch."

"That's outrageous. Say it again."

Qi Yang glared at him, stretched out his reddened hand, his expression changed naturally, and he said aggrievedly: "Uncle Yi, blow it."

Ren Yi looked at his red fingertips, sighed softly, and bent down to kiss them.

Someone came in from outside, and seemed to want to do cupping. The two stopped talking, looked at the time, and Qi Yang went out to call the old doctor.

When preparing to give acupuncture, the old doctor said, "It's impossible to get the acupuncture done in one go. We need to do it every other day for half a month to see how it goes. Is that convenient for you?"

Ren Yi glanced at Qi Yang and nodded: "Okay."

After leaving the clinic, they reunited with Xiao Pan and others and returned to Beijing.

Ren Yi started skipping work every other day. He couldn't bear to let Qi Yang follow him around, so he sent him to the crew.

When the old doctor saw that Qi Yang didn't come, he asked his son to give him massage. After half a month, they became more familiar with each other.

Ren Yi originally just wanted to treat his legs, but gradually he asked some other questions, such as about his sleep and sex life.

The more the old doctor listened, the more his brows furrowed. He probably couldn't understand why he couldn't sleep without holding someone, nor did he understand how his broken body could stay hard.

However, regarding the issue of not being able to sleep, the old doctor gave a suggestion: listen to music.

Ren Yi: “…”

After the old doctor finished giving him the injection, he slowly found his cell phone and said, "My grandson played me a song a while ago. Some of the songs are very calming. I have recommended them to my patients and they are quite effective in helping them sleep."

When Ren Yi heard the familiar music, he pursed his lips and suppressed the urge to show off.

"You can ask your kid to listen to it, too."

Ren Yi: “???”

Who listens to whom singing?

"That boy seems to be a bit worried and easily depressed. At least you are older than him, uh, a little bit, so keep an eye on him. He is a good boy."

When Ren Yi heard his words, he was stunned and finally realized what was wrong.