The Gentle Way to Use Cheats

After Song Lin woke up, according to the doctor's order, he still lay obediently on the bed for a while.

When He Lang was at home, it was He Lang who took care of everything; when He Lang was not at home, it was Yuan Chengbing or his two juniors who strolled down to accompany him.It's not that Song Lin isn't used to other people, it's just that these three people can use the wind to lift Song Lin up for easy operation, so basically they are responsible for these things.

However, even though Song Lin was still on the bed, even though he was already awake, some things were not as convenient as when he was not awake.

The most typical is the excretion problem.

When he was in a coma, the doctor inserted a catheter for the young man, and He Lang would also help him deal with it.Anyway, shameless or not, Song Lin hadn't woken up at the time, so she didn't know it.But after he woke up, doctors evaluated him and felt that his voluntary control function had been fully restored.So after asking for my opinion, the catheter was removed.

Unexpectedly, without the catheter, He Lang got a medical chamber pot and came back.

Objectively speaking, Song Lin knew that this thing was just a tool, and it was only natural for patients to use it.But to be honest, its existence still made Song Lin feel awkward.

The main reason is that Song Lin didn't feel that he was so critically ill that he could only lie on the bed like a zombie, and it should be okay to get up and down occasionally.However, everyone else treats him as if he is fragile, and they will not move as long as they can, and they will use the wind to support him when he turns over even a little bit.Song Lin, whose soul has been around for nearly a thousand years, began to wonder whether he had gone back to life, and actually started to become squeamish.

People who have been independent for too long can't calmly enjoy the life of never leaving the bed until they have to.

Forget about anything else, especially the problem of excretion, which is really too embarrassing.

Even though Song Lin would let people out of the room when using the chamber pot so as not to be watched, he soon began to think about deeper issues.

The trumpet can be solved on the bed, but the queen can't?

Song Lin refused to think about how he dealt with this matter when he was in a coma. In short, when he woke up, he had to find a way to support himself.Although I am still drinking nutritional supplements for the convenience of absorption, I don’t need to worry about the large size so quickly.But what should come will always come, and only by taking precautions can we stay safe when problems come.

So on the third day after waking up, Song Lin insisted on getting out of bed and going to the toilet.

It was night now, and it was He Lang's turn to be "on duty".As soon as he heard the young man's request, he felt it was unnecessary: ​​"What are you doing getting out of bed? Do you want to get a tuba?"

"No." Song Lin's voice has improved a lot. Although the hoarseness is still obvious, at least he can speak normally, "Trumpet, by the way, get up and move around."

He Lang was convinced: "Do you think you are steel and iron? Broken limbs, internal injuries are not healed, what are you doing? Why don't you just lie down, ancestor!"

"No." Song Lin couldn't say that he was adapting to the problem of getting a tuba in advance, so he insisted, "I don't want to go to the bathroom on the bed. I can get up because you are too worried."

While talking, Song Lin really supported his unbroken left hand, making a gesture to sit up.He Lang let out a "fuck", and quickly sent him up with wind power, supporting him to get up slowly: "Sometimes you may not know exactly how you feel about yourself? Do you have to torment yourself like this?"

"I have been injured before, but I never needed this kind of care." Song Lin replied flatly, "I was only partially injured, not critically ill, nor paralyzed."

"Can you stop talking about these things all day long? Don't you think you're not in enough pain or misery enough?" He was critically ill and paralyzed. If someone talked about Song Lin, He Lang would have already kicked him.It happened that Song Lin said it himself, not to mention that he couldn't beat him, He Lang worried that he would hurt even if he touched him.Men have nothing to do with Song Lin, they can only talk about it non-stop.

But Song Lin didn't like this set the most.

The young man moved to the side of the bed: "I want to go down."

"Come on, let's go, down, down, I'll let you fly if you want to fly, so please don't move around!" He Lang controlled the wind, and gently lifted the young man up...and sent him into his arms inside.

Still a princess hug.

Song Lin narrowed his eyes: "Let me go."

"Little ancestor, I will apply for a wheelchair for you tomorrow. You should be wronged today." The man held the young man firmly in his arms, not touching his injury, and at the same time "holding" the young man's plastered body Hands and feet, "You are like this, it is absolutely impossible to go to the ground by yourself. If you want to use crutches, you have one hand that can't use your strength. If you have to go to the bathroom in person at this moment, you can only bear with my 'human tricycle' first."

Song Lin really didn't struggle any more, and just said, "Then your leg is broken too? It's only a few steps away, and you walk so slowly?"

"Playing hooligans." He Lang didn't feel embarrassed at all, and continued to walk slowly with the young man in his arms, "Let me hug you for a while."

Song Lin simply let him go, and relaxed: "You are not afraid that I will pee on your hand, so please go ahead."

"You think I'm afraid of this?" He Lang firmly carried him into the bathroom, "If you can pee, I'm not only not afraid, but I can also help you change your pants and wash them, believe it or not?"

"...Shut up." Song Lin replied, "I'm here, you can let me down."

"Okay, okay." The man smiled lowly, and slowly pushed the young man down.But instead of putting him directly on the ground, he continued to protect him with the wind and arms, so that he was in a vertical state, and the injured foot would not bear any force.

Song Lin tiptoed on the ground with his toes that were still able to exert his normal strength: "Okay, there's no need for wind, let's go out."

"Are you kidding me?" He Lang replied, "As you are doing now, you still want to act alone in the bathroom? This is a place where normal people often slip and fall. If you want to be alone now, don't even think about it. "

Song Lin said: "I'll just take a trumpet, less than a minute, my standing time on one leg is not so short."

"But you still have to take off your pants, pee, and put on your pants, you still have one hand..." He Lang said, "Let's not be so brave, huh?"

"I'm not as fragile as you think. I can still handle this little thing by myself." Song Lin said, "Put me down and get out."

"Then let's take a step back, shall we?" He Lang said, "If I don't go out, I will still help you. But when you go to the toilet, I will carry it by the back, without looking at you, if you have anything to do, just tell me directly. OK?"

Song Lin wanted to say no.

He Lang didn't wait for him to refuse, and added: "Can't you get used to it a little bit? Don't be so reckless when you come up, pay attention to your body. Can you even think for me? If you move a little, I'll be terrified here , even if it makes me feel at ease, you should confirm step by step how far you can go?"

"..." Song Lin was really speechless.Even though he was very persistent in his heart and confident that he could complete it, Song Lin decided to compromise first if He Lang would recite a small treatise for every action.

"Okay, it's up to you." The young man finally let go, "Don't talk about it, I really have a urgency."

"Isn't it because you insist on doing it yourself? Don't you just settle it on the bed?" He Lang said while controlling the wind while holding the young man's hand and gently pulling him to the toilet.In order to stop the young man, He Lang gently stretched out his arms and hugged him, as if he wanted to embrace him again.

To be honest, although the location is inappropriate, the man's action really has the feeling of inviting people to dance on the dance floor.

"Sit or stand?" He Lang continued to ask, "I turned on the insulation of the toilet for you, so it won't be cold when you sit on it. If standing is inconvenient, just sit..."

Song Lin interrupted him: "Stop, just stand."

"Oh." He Lang took the young man's hand and turned it lightly, as if turning his dance partner around, making Song Lin face the toilet.I don't know if it was a coincidence or some other reason, but after making such a turn, the man happened to be standing behind Song Lin.

Before the young man could speak, He Lang stretched out his hands from behind, and passed through the young man's waist.Then with this hug-like movement, the man's hand directly grabbed Song Lin's trousers in front, and then pulled it down!

"Hey!"

Song Lin was startled, and quickly grabbed the man's hand with his uninjured hand that only wanted to help him "pick out the bird": "What are you doing!"

"Help you." He Lang said as a matter of course, "What? You don't want me to touch it? It's alright, then do it yourself, and call me after you go to the bathroom. I'll help you lift your pants."

"No need." Song Lin directly opened his hand, "Go away!"

"OK, OK, why are you ashamed?" Although the young man confiscated his strength, He Lang was really not afraid of his mortal hand at the moment.The man took a step back helplessly, and said casually: "When you were still asleep, I didn't deal with anything. When I wiped your body, let alone wash your bird, there is nothing on your body that I didn't see. Have you ever touched it before? And when you were in a coma, you couldn’t control yourself temporarily when you were big, and it wasn’t me..."

"He Lang!" The young man cut off the man's words and snapped, "Shut up, get out!"

He Lang was taken aback for a moment.

"...Sorry, that's not what I meant."

The man's stunned was not because of the young man's stop, but after the sound, he suddenly realized that what he said seemed a little too much.

Although what He Lang said was all the truth, it was a bit too much to casually recount those unrefined things during the youth's coma.He Lang explained: "I'm not trying to laugh at you, and I definitely don't mean to be joking."

There was obvious remorse in the man's voice: "...I just want to say that no matter what you do, my mood will not change. No matter when you need me, no matter what you want me to do, I will be willing."

"..."

Song Lin really wanted to sigh at this moment: "No matter what, can I still pee?"

"Uh...I'm sorry." He Lang turned his back to the young man, "I've already turned around, you can pee."

In order to prevent him from speaking suddenly while he was solving the problem and affecting his actions, Song Lin said, "Don't open your mouth until I talk to you."

"Yes, sir!"

After such a lot of tossing, Song Lin was finally able to solve his own problem.

Thanks to He Lang's troubles before, even though Song Lin was standing behind a big man when it was convenient for him, the young man didn't feel that the voice he made was a bit embarrassing at all.

After the young man went to the toilet, he pulled up his pants with one hand, and pressed the flush button of the toilet... Although it was a bit laborious, it was successfully completed.

He Lang turned around when he heard the sound of pumping water.

Song Lin turned to look at him, and the man stepped forward and took him to wash his hands without asking.

The young man has only one hand that can move freely at the moment. If he wants to wash seriously, he really can't do it by himself.And unlike Song Lin's original idea of ​​just flushing with water, He Lang insisted on washing him well.So at the end of the trouble, it was still the man's big hand that grabbed the young man's hand and rubbed and washed it.

However, when doing all this, He Lang remained silent, as if he was still obeying the young man's words of "don't open your mouth".

Song Lin didn't bother to struggle anymore, and silently told him to wash his hands.After washing, when the man wiped his hands with a soft towel, Song Lin finally spoke again.

"Speaking of... didn't you say before that you have something important to tell me?"