wipe the ice and fire

It happened that the doctor was free in the afternoon, so Du Qingshao met Luo Ming's psychiatrist smoothly.As soon as he entered the door, he generously reported his family name, indicating his identity and purpose of coming.

The doctor smiled when he heard the words: "The young master is indeed in love."

"Sure enough?" Du Qingshao immediately grasped the point and sat on the chair opposite him, "Has he mentioned me to you?"

You know, it's not easy to hear Luo Ming's evaluation of himself from others.

"No, it's just that I can feel it. When he came to chat with me almost a year ago, his mood suddenly became much more positive. I think he should have found a new spiritual sustenance, but it's inconvenient to ask." The doctor said slowly, " Due to the principle of confidentiality, I cannot disclose his specific life experience."

New spiritual sustenance?Du Qingshao almost laughed out loud when he thought of the way he unconsciously rubbed against himself when he fell asleep on the plane.

"In fact, I want to ask you more, as a boyfriend, how should I take care of him, and is it possible for him to recover from his illness?"

"Based on the personality of the young master, he prefers to take care of others so that he can get affirmation of his own value. This is also because of his low self-esteem caused by years of illness. Under normal circumstances, I suggest that you give him an independent space. In case of acute illness In such a situation, you can just appease it as a lover, and you don’t need to be too deliberate.” He paused at this point, “But I’m sorry, this disease can only be controlled, and there is no way to completely cure it.”

Even with advanced technology, there are still different opinions in the medical field about the causes of mental illness, let alone successful cure cases.Although it was expected, he was still a little disappointed when he thought that such an outstanding person would be tortured by this disease for a lifetime.

"Then can I kiss him, or participate in his treatment?"

"Gentle kisses are soothing. But if they are too aggressive, or even have sex/relationships, this is not allowed at this stage." The doctor frowned slightly, "As for the treatment, we will arrange for him to carry out the treatment every month. Desensitization, it is a good thing to be by his side as a lover. But Mr. Du is an athlete, I am afraid that the young master does not want you to put the cart before the horse."

Du Qingshao nodded knowingly.The doctor chatted with him about some interesting things during the treatment process. For example, Luo Ming wanted to raise a Samoyed at first, but he had to switch to a Corgi because he was worried that he would not have enough strength to walk a large dog.At first he was very unhappy, but later he developed a relationship and even brought the dog for a review.Corgi was very obedient, and when they were chatting, they would sleep obediently on the ground without making any noise.

Why can't even an outsider stay with the dog, and even accompany his daughter-in-law to treat illnesses.The more Du Qingshao listened, the more he felt that his status was worrying, so he nodded perfunctorily.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, the doctor also made appointments for other patients.Du Qingshao saw that it was almost time for Luo Ming to come back, so he bid him farewell warmly.

Unexpectedly, when Eric drove him back to the ward, Luo Ming was standing at the door with a piano case in one hand and a folder in the other.Seeing them approaching, there was a sullen look on his face: "Where did you go?"

Without a subject, it sounds harsh.Knowing that he was angry, Du Qingshao hurriedly made it up: "I just wandered around the neighborhood a few times."

Luo Ming narrowed his eyes slightly, and didn't want to engage in unnecessary arguments with him.Du Qingshao saw the document in his hand, and broke the subject before him: "This is my medical report? How is it?"

"As analyzed by Herries, the thickness of the heart wall is indeed uneven. But the good news is that your platelets and stem cells are more compatible with the targeting models in our database. In this way, based on the existing data, we can develop more Safe and effective drug."

With Luo Ming's English proficiency, it was a bit difficult to listen to medical professional vocabulary: "So what method is used?"

"Have you heard of stem cell targeted transport technology?"

"Isn't this technology still only in scientists' papers?"

"It has been realized." Luo Ming turned to look at him, and he seemed a little proud when he mentioned his family, "The research institute under our hospital published a paper two years ago, and successfully carried out the first research a year and a half ago. In the clinical trial, the patient was a patient with acute myocarditis caused by high fever. In the following year, this technology was finally successfully clinicalized. However, due to the huge cost of treatment, it has not been widely promoted.”

"So the chances of my recovery are high?"

"Well, after all I..." Luo Ming nodded, as if suddenly thinking of something, he lowered his head and smiled mockingly, "Forget it, I'll take you to see a doctor. After all, I... am not a professional."

The first cured patient turned out to be the same patient as himself?Du Qingshao followed behind him suspiciously, feeling that Luo Ming's pause just now was strange, but he couldn't tell what was so strange.

It was another two-hour meeting with the doctor, and the main content was the follow-up treatment and precautions.Luo Ming waited until Du Qingshao had difficulty listening to the professional vocabulary, and told him that he would give him a Chinese translation for reference later.Knowing that his disease does not require surgery and that taking medicine on time can achieve a 97.8% cure rate, Du Qingshao was so happy.

"Take me to the ice rink tonight, I want to train." Coming out of the office, he turned around and acted like a baby with Luo Ming.

"Okay, but the coach has something to do tonight..."

"Wouldn't that be better!" He happily moved to Luo Ming's side, thinking what kind of bicycle would he need if his wife was around.

Luo Ming knew what he was thinking. He glanced at the time and changed the subject: "It's 22:[-] on your side, and your team doctor and family members should not be asleep yet. Although Herris has already sent the plan, you still You should call them."

What he said was full of emotion, full of old father's tone.After hearing this, Du Qingshao burst out laughing: "You are like when my mother accompanied me to the game, she asked me to call the old man at home to report her safety as soon as I got back to the locker room. Really, even the tone is the same .Sometimes I wonder if I found a boyfriend and gave me a father.”

"Don't make trouble, just get down to business."

No way, under the urging of his old father, he called the other two old fathers outside of Chongyang.Luo Ming took him to the club to familiarize himself with the venue, and had a simple but sumptuous dinner by the way.After resting after dinner, Du Qingshao ran a few laps around the gymnasium to warm up.

Luo Ming waited for him at the entrance, and when the wet kid came back, he immediately brought him a towel and a water bottle.Du Qingshao wiped off his sweat, hung the towel around his neck, grabbed the collar of the coat handsomely, unzipped the zipper with one hand and handed it over.

Luo Ming obediently reached out to take it.

"That's right, it's becoming more and more natural now." Du Qingshao encouraged him with a smirk, changed his shoes and stepped onto the ice rink.

The ice surface poured in the competition has strict proportions, but it is impossible to be completely consistent.The ice here is softer than the one he used to train in China, but it is closer to the feeling he had in the previous few competitions abroad.

With his hands behind his back, Du Qingshao stretched out his hands, stepped around the field a few times, and quickly adapted to the new environment, as happy as a sled dog.

"I'm not a professional coach, you have to pay attention to your physical condition." Luo Ming was still worried and reminded him from the sidelines.

"Protecting yourself is essential common sense as a professional athlete, don't worry." Du Qingshao walked around a few more times, slid to the center of the field and began to practice footwork and jumping.The most familiar two types of 4T and 4F both landed on the ice successfully, but at the moment when the blade touched the ice, he clearly felt his heart flutter.

He touched the ice with the teeth of a knife, turned a small half circle, and looked at Luo Ming who was leaning against the baffle.

Still distracted.

Du Qingshao actually didn't like his family to watch him train, especially when he first started learning quadruple jumps, he jumped and fell once, and his joints were almost swollen by the end of each day.From then on, he knew that he shouldn't let his family worry. Although he now claims to be highly skilled and has a 100% success rate, when he realizes Luo Ming's gaze, his mind will still be inadvertently distracted.

But since the obstacles in the road ahead can be removed, Du Qingshao thought, it is time to set a new goal for himself.

Realizing that he was looking at him, Luo Ming asked with concern: "Is there anything you're not used to?"

"No." Du Qingshao slid to him to drink water, saw the violin on the bench, and asked, "I want to skate again last year's free skating program, can you play the violin for me?"

Luo Ming blinked: "Of course."

The two looked at each other tacitly. Du Qingshao returned to the starting point in the middle of the field and stood up. Luo Ming also put the piano on his neck.

Play begins.

This song can also be regarded as the beginning of the fate of the two.From teacher Catherine entrusting him with editing two years ago, to the occasional encounter on the street at the World Youth Championship, and then to the time when he mustered up the courage to get up from the hospital bed and become Du Qingshao's choreography teacher, every bit of it is like a musical note, strung together by the stave became a movement.

Luo Ming was always so confident playing the violin, and soon he half closed his eyes and entered his own field.Du Qingshao slid across the baffle again and again according to his memory, changed his footwork and jumped, and experienced Luo Ming's amazing beauty in the fleeting glimpses again and again.

The music came suddenly.

Du Qingshao interrupted his performance, raised his jaw and kissed him deeply.

"Hmm—" Luo Ming was startled, and the bowstring fell to the ground.

"Sorry, actually I visited your psychiatrist today. I formally apologize for the unreasonable troubles I made before. Perhaps, it is really not suitable for you to stay by my side all the time now." Du Qingshao let go of his mouth, panting lightly The voice said slowly, "However, a kiss every day is a must. This is desensitization treatment, and it is also my way...to mark the territory."

After finishing speaking, he clasped Luo Ming's hands that had no place to rest, pried away his stiff fingers, and dug them into his warm palm bit by bit.