Shenhao: I'm really a big villain

"Teacher Zhou, are you alright?!" Qin Lang walked up quickly, looking at Zhou Zeqing's frowning, anxious.

Zhou Zeqing turned her head, waved her hands lightly, shook her head and said, "I'm fine, it's just an old problem, just bear with it and it will get better."

This is because she has had a problem since she was a child, and she has seizures from time to time. Once it occurs, the whole person seems to have fallen into a hole in the ice.

And, with age, this problem seems to get worse and more unbearable.

Like Lin Xi'er, Zhou Zeqing had visited all the major hospitals for this ailment, and no one could treat it. Even the hospital's sophisticated instruments could not detect any abnormality!

Qin Lang frowned, grabbed Zhou Zeqing's wrist without asking, and helped him feel the pulse while pretending to be confused.

Zhou Zeqing didn't feel uncomfortable when he was caught by his wrist, but it seemed that Qin Lang had a kind heart.

Lin Xi'er supported the bed with both hands, as if doing yoga, and said eagerly, "Brother Qin, your medical skills are so superb? Can you cure Teacher Zhou?

Teacher, she has had this disease for a long time, and it flares up from time to time. Sometimes she will suddenly get sick while talking, and the whole person will curl up in a cold ball, which is terrible. "

Originally, Lin Xi'er wanted Qin Lang to heal Teacher Zhou, but Teacher Zhou didn't allow her to mention this matter during the chat last night.

Now, Zhou Zeqing has fallen ill in front of Qin Lang, and she no longer has any intention of helping to hide it.

Soothe the frown of Qin Lang who was on the pulse, smiled, deliberately made the seriousness of the illness into a small one, and then said to Zhou Zeqing, "It's not a big deal, Mr. Zhou, you lie on the bed first, I'll take care of you." Give you needles to expel the cold."

Zhou Zeqing was shivering from the cold, his teeth were chattering, so he could only lay obediently beside Lin Xi'er.

In Qin Lang's eyes, Zhou Zeqing and Lin Xi'er, one big and one young, one beautiful and intellectual, one playful and lively, two top beauties, just lying in front of him without any scruples.

The perfect figure curve was presented in front of him without any concealment.

The heights of the two women are similar, and they have the same posture. Due to Zhou Zeqing's age, although Zhou Zeqing's skin is still fair and smooth, the curvature of the curve is still rounder than that of Lin Xier. Some are more feminine.

However, although Lin Xi'er is young, she doesn't lack at all where there should be flesh, and Qin Lang helps massage, and she can clearly feel the tightness (tightness) of her skin.

It's as if one is a (honey) peach and the other is a freshly picked red Fuji apple.

At first glance, this kind of visual impact is definitely no less than that of Bai Ruyu and Bai Xiaoyun lying there together!

call……

Qin Lang took a breath, and then let out the turbid air to calm himself down.

Twist out the silver needle, and slowly spread it on Zhou Zeqing's neck like flowing water.

He could have let Zhou Zeqing (take off) the white t-shirt that got in the way, not to mention what to do, at least he could feast his eyes.

But after thinking for a while, he dismissed the idea.

In Zhou Zeqing's body, there are still very important plots that will happen. The more upright and gentleman he is now, the more indifferent he is. When he comes to Chen Ping'an, the son of luck, the more he will bring out the lack of harmony and despicable character of the son of luck .

In order to grab the wool of the son of luck, and to successfully dispel Zhou Zeqing's guard, and officially open his heart to him, he can only temporarily extinguish the idea of ​​taking advantage!

10 minutes,

Two 10 minutes,

Three 10 minutes,

……

After an hour and a half,

Qin Lang's forehead was covered with fine sweat, and his complexion was a little pale.

This is definitely not an act!

But to restrain the coldness in Zhou Zeqing's body, it did cost a huge price!

Zhou Zeqing didn't suffer from any disease, but it was related to his own constitution, which was a cold-yin body.

In the original book, even Chen Pingan, the son of luck, can only slightly alleviate the extreme coldness in the early stage, and even in the middle stage, he can only temporarily restrain it, and there is no way to cure it, or it can be said that Zhou Zeqing is unwilling Let him cure.

Fortunately, Qin Lang's current medical skills are better than Chen Pingan's, and he can temporarily suppress the outbreak of cold air.

Compared to the pale and sweaty Qin Lang, Zhou Zeqing lay there, almost drowsy.

Every time she had an attack in the past, she would be shivering from the cold, and in severe cases, she might pass out.

But this time, it was as if there were two breaths competing in his body, one was cold and the other was warm.

At the back, the warm breath prevailed, making her feel a different sense of comfort and coziness. She narrowed her eyes subconsciously and fell into a shallow sleep accidentally.

"Teacher Zhou, are you... better?"

Lin Xi'er had been watching from the side, seeing that the pained expression on Zhou Zeqing's face had disappeared, replaced by a relaxed brow, and couldn't help asking.

Zhou Zeqing came back to life in a leisurely turn, with a bitter smile on his face, and looked at Lin Xi'er, "Xi'er, we both feel sorry for each other, and we both owe Qin Lang a huge favor, I really don't know how to deal with it Repay!"

Lin Xi'er knew in her heart that both she and Teacher Zhou owed a huge debt of gratitude!

At the same time, the two women turned their eyes to Qin Lang's direction.

Qin Lang stood by the bed, forced a smile, "Teacher Zhou, what are you talking about? It's my honor to be able to cure you and Xi'er.

Besides, didn't I heal none of them?It's just temporary suppression and helping with acupuncture and massage before recovery. "

Zhou Zeqing's chill had been suppressed. Seeing Qin Lang's pale face, she got up from the bed and wanted to find a towel, but this was not her own residence, and she was not so familiar with it. She could only raise her hand and use the His own sleeve helped to wipe the fine sweat on Qin Lang's forehead.

"Are you tired? I'm sorry, it was too comfortable to be pierced by you just now."

Zhou Zeqing said guiltily, "On the contrary, I didn't notice your feelings. You must be very tired, right?"

"Not tired, as long as Mr. Zhou is fine." Qin Lang replied with a tired smile.

He looked at Zhou Zeqing, who was half a head shorter than him and who was close to him, and glanced at him from the corner of his eye.

Well, the protective measures are well done, and the buttons are tied to the top one!

Nothing was seen.

There was only a faint fragrance, which continuously invaded Zhou Zeqing's nasal cavity from his body.

Take a deep breath and feel refreshed.

Zhou Zeqing is very smart, she can see some small movements clearly, but she doesn't feel disgusted, instead she thinks that Qin Lang is a normal person.

She said curiously, "I also did acupuncture before, and the old Chinese medicine practitioners told me to wear less clothes, and it's better to wear something cool to facilitate acupuncture.

But whether it's Xi'er or me, why haven't you mentioned this matter? "

Qin Lang smiled, and said nonchalantly, "Some old Chinese doctors may not be able to do it well, and it is true that there is no way to accurately find (acupoint) points through clothes.

This is nothing, I also heard from Master that there are still some malignant tumors in the Chinese medicine field!

Although those cancerous tumors have skills, they are extremely poor in character, and they often take advantage of it under the pretext of helping people cure diseases.

There are even those who threatened to say that you are a body of cold yin, and there should be no cure for medicine, but fortunately, I am a body of pure yang, and if the two can be combined into one, I can be cured. "