wipe the ice and fire

The door slowly closed, and there were only two people in the room.Before Luo Ming regained consciousness, he was dazzled by the light, and subconsciously fell into the arms of the people around him.Du Qingshao looked at the short-breathing little golden retriever in his arms, moved his palm down a little, and helped him breathe along his back.

"In your case...do you have any medicine?"

"Hmm..." He raised his eyelids with difficulty, then buried his head into Du Qingshao's shoulder and rubbed it against Du Qingshao's shoulder, as if refusing.

His body seemed to be cemented together, so stiff that he couldn't move.The stiffness also locked his throat, making him unable to breathe, his mind went blank, and sweat kept dripping down.

Du Qingshao saw him curled up into a ball, looking like he was about to die out of breath, no way to comfort him, he could only take out his mobile phone to rescue him outside the venue.

The two team doctors who were like old fathers did not dare to go far at all, they watched pitifully in the corridor, and quickly connected the phone.

"Brother Li Shu, he seems to be having difficulty breathing, do you need me to blow him a few breaths?"

"No need," Pan Lishu opened the door and quietly observed the situation inside, "This is a typical physical reaction of panic disorder. Not all patients like to be hugged when they have an attack. If he doesn't trust you enough, the overly intimate gestures will actually... "

"Okay, got it." Du Qingshao interrupted the conversation, "Is there any other way to relieve it?"

"You can try to talk to him and ask some simple questions that you can answer subconsciously without thinking, so as to distract him from his fear." Pan Lishu glanced through the crack of the door again, "But after all, I have never engaged in spiritual work. If it doesn’t work, we still have to call an ambulance.”

Just as Du Qingshao was about to say yes, the conversation was interrupted by a burst of noisy footsteps and conversations, "Didu—didu—" The sound of the ambulance kept circling outside the house, which was extremely worrying to hear.

"What's going on outside?" He also became nervous unconsciously.

Pan Lishu watched the female contestant being pushed out on a stretcher, and said regretfully, "I'm in a coma for now, I hope I'm fine."

"Okay..." Before he could finish speaking, his arms trembled suddenly.Luo Ming, who had regained a little consciousness, suddenly hugged himself tightly, trembling in panic, his gray-purple lips moved, panting "hum hum", and spit out a few indistinct syllables.It sounds like "sorry", but Du Qingshao can't tell whether it is in English or not.

"Don't be afraid," he threw the phone aside, brushed his fingers over the hair on his sideburns, covered his ears to protect him in his arms, and leaned on his back with one hand, repeatedly emphasizing, "Don't listen, it's okay."

Luo Ming stuffed his head into his chest, and was wrapped by the heat of the opponent's body through two thin clothes.There is also a powerful heart, thumping, beating steadily and clearly.

Like being trapped in a large piece of cotton candy, the tenderness that wraps people tightly relaxes his tense nerves a little.

Du Qingshao saw that his trembling was not so severe, he patted his back again, and said happily, "Do you feel better?"

But he didn't respond. Thinking of what the team doctor said just now, Du Qingshao planned to give it a try, so he asked, "Tell me what your name is."

"Hmm," he responded with a mosquito-like voice, rubbing his shoulder, "Lumi,…Varis."

It seems that the effect is not bad, and Du Qingshao's heart hangs in his throat, and he continues to ask: "Did you watch my game today?"

"Ah."

"Do I look good skating?"

"…Um."

"Then you still say I'm an eight-legged octopus!" Du Qingshao couldn't forget this, and said angrily, "I'll give you another chance—do you like my skating?"

The guy in his arms shrank his shoulders suddenly, as if he heard his words clearly, he lowered his head in embarrassment.Du Qingshao smacked his lips in dissatisfaction when he saw this, and just when he thought the situation had temporarily eased, the sound of an ambulance sounded again.

This time, it didn't go from far to near. It probably stopped at the entrance of the gymnasium. Every time the whistle sounded, it was terribly piercing.Luo Ming's nervousness was aroused again, and he put his head on Du Qingshao's shoulder and hummed.

"Hello!" He shouted anxiously, not wanting to waste his efforts just now, he glanced around the golden hair ball in his arms, and found that the honey juice in his left trouser pocket was bulging, which looked like a medicine bottle.

"Didn't you bring the medicine, why didn't you tell me earlier!"

He reached out to grab the medicine bottle, but Luo Ming couldn't hear what he was saying. The moment his inner thigh was touched, he made some effort from somewhere, and instinctively raised his hand sideways.

"Pa—" With a crisp sound, the back of Du Qingshao's hand immediately turned red.

The ambulance drove away with people, and then there was silence, the silence of drowning people.

Du Qingshao stared dumbfounded at the red back of his hand, and let go of him with the other hand.Luo Ming lost his support, and rolled down from his arms, lying on the ground uncomfortably, like a dog that heats up in summer, and has been baked into a bundle of golden hair by the big sun.

The siren of the ambulance continued, but he didn't cover Luo Ming's ears anymore, he just sat there blankly, covering the burning back of his hand.

Luo Ming has always been a gentle and polite person, the only outburst in his memory was when he teased him about his round and plump butt.So, in his subconscious mind, he was just a little rascal who craved his body? For the first time since he was 17 years old, he is so gentle and patient to appease others. In his eyes, is it fake?

Not all patients like to be hugged when they have an attack. If he doesn't trust you enough, overly intimate movements will cause fear.

Thinking of Pan Lishu's words, Du Qingshao took a deep breath, stood up and walked back to the chair where the bag was placed.The redness faded quickly, but this paw print hurt more than all the injuries he had suffered in training.

He sighed, turned his head and saw Luo Ming was still lying on the ground, he rummaged out a pack of wet tissues from his bag, made a loud noise on purpose, walked back to Luo Ming, twisted his neck and said, "Get up by yourself. , wipe your face."

Suddenly being thrown to the floor, it took Luo Ming a few minutes to realize what he had just done. He sat up from the ground with force, and said in a low voice, "...I'm sorry."

"Wipe your face." He repeated coldly.

Luo Ming didn't answer. He who had been enduring his fear all the time suddenly choked up and buried his head very low: "Originally you won the medal, so you should celebrate together... I was really scared just now. If I knew it was you, I definitely wouldn't Do it."

He spoke intermittently, but his weak voice did not impress Du Qingshao.He turned around and grabbed Luo Ming's hand, roughly rolled the tissue into his hand, and sat on the bench opposite to observe his reaction.

"At this point, at least tell me what disease you have? How long have you been treated? Can you recover?"

Luo Ming's lips moved, but he didn't make a sound, letting the cold sweat on his forehead drip into his eyes, making the corners of his eyes swell and hurt.Du Qingshao didn't speak, and sat across from him, looking at him expressionlessly.

"My disease is called panic disorder. In layman's terms, I can't help but feel nervous and afraid of the surrounding environment like today."

He paused when he said this, but Du Qingshao quickly answered the second half of the sentence: "Why can't you control it? I think it's because you didn't make up your mind to do it. I have practiced figure skating for 12 years, and I fell to the ground just to jump." Thousands of times, don't you still have fun dancing in the competition? There is nothing difficult in the world, as long as there is a heart. If you are timid and avoid it, you will spend your whole life..."

"Xiao Du, what are you talking about!" Before he finished speaking, the door was knocked open, and Pan Lishu and Jin Cheng walked in angrily, "You don't understand the cause of this disease and you haven't felt his pain. You have no right to say that about him!"

But it was already too late, Luo Ming had just regained his composure when he was stunned by these words.

In fact, he didn't want Du Qingshao to know about this at all, he just wanted to be alone to get treatment quickly, return to the stage he was fascinated by, and watch Du Qingshao go on year after year by the way, share with him the story of winning medals with the choreographer teacher joy.

But today, these fairy-tale ideas are still completely ruined by him.

Du Qingshao's words kept circling in his ears, he couldn't cry, he just felt his eyes were sore and swollen, wishing to evaporate from his eyes immediately.

"Master, are you okay?" The butler arrived in time and held his shoulders. "I heard the sound of an ambulance outside, and thought it was something wrong with you. I'll take you back right away."

Luo Ming nodded, but when he stood up from the ground, the joints of his knees hurt like they were stuck with paste. He couldn't exert any strength for a while, and almost fell down again. Fortunately, the butler had quick eyesight and hands to support him.

I probably swollen my knee when I hit the ground before.Luo Ming bit his lip, forced back his tears, pushed away the butler's hand, and said stubbornly, "No need to help, I'll walk out by myself."

Du Qingshao was surrounded by two dads to criticize and educate him, and when he saw Luo Ming move out of the room in small steps, he suddenly felt the pain on the back of his hand where he had slapped him.