Jun Shao's Transit Wife

Xi Di and Xi Yi were even more shocked. One dared to speak and the other dared to act. They really cooperated quite well.

In less than 10 minutes, An Chen pushed the notebook in front of Xi Mingye and said, "Mr. Xi, take a look, and feel free to communicate with me if you have any questions."

"I prefer to hear you call Big Brother Xi. When Mr. Xi calls me like this, I feel like I am a generation behind you. In fact, I am only 24." Xi Mingye said.

Hearing what he said, An Chen thought it was right, so he changed his tune and said, "Brother Xi."

Xi Di, Xi Yi: ...

The first time they saw this young man in the hospital, when they saw An Chen calmly asking about Mr. Lin's situation, they felt calm and rational at that scene, but now this man made them understand a little better—— .

Yes, that is good.

Although using this word to describe it is a bit inappropriate, they couldn't find a more suitable word to describe it.

Xi Mingye was very satisfied with An Chen's change of words. He took the notebook handed over by An Chen and carefully read the plan given to him above.

Morning and evening massages, morning exercises, and daily rest time, An Chen has arranged them clearly and clearly.

After Xi Mingye finished reading, his eyes showed admiration, and he said, "Six o'clock in the morning and ten o'clock in the evening, these two hours will be hard for you."

"Since I have promised to help, I will naturally take responsibility." An Chen said calmly.

Seeing that it was almost ten o'clock, Xi Mingye went upstairs to take a shower first.

As a respect for his treatment object, An Chen also went back to his room to take a shower.

At ten o'clock, An Chen came to Xi Mingye's room. Xi Mingye was standing by the window drinking. Seeing him coming, he asked, "What should I do now?"

"Go to bed and lie down, and leave the rest to me." An Chen said.

After Xi Mingye lay down on the bed according to his words, An Chen took out a white cloth and spread it on Xi Mingye's right arm, and began his massage.

An Chen's massage is not the same as those masseuses. His massage is just a targeted massage, mainly focusing on Xi Mingye's right arm that needs to recover.

Although it seemed very simple, just a few movements, but only Xi Mingye understood that An Chen's movements were not simple at all.

Every time he hit it, he could feel bone-eroding pain.

"Why is it so painful? I don't usually feel it." Xi Mingye frowned and said while enduring the pain from his arm.

"Usually your attention is focused on other things, even if you feel uncomfortable, you will ignore it. Judging from your current ability to endure pain, you know that you are a person with strong endurance. Even if there is a little pain, you don't care. In fact, your arm is really serious." An Chen said seriously.

Feeling the pain in his arm, Xi Mingye knew that An Chen was not joking with him, and his arm was really serious.

At this time, An Chen switched to his other arm, massaged him with the same technique, and said calmly, "Feel it, how does this arm feel?"

Listening to An Chen's gentle voice, Xi Mingye slowly felt it, and said, "It's very comfortable."

"This is the difference. Your arm is normal. The effect of my massage is to make you feel comfortable, while your other arm has a problem. The effect is to make your arm reflect what it should have been. .”

"When I massage your arm to achieve the same effect as your arm and make you comfortable, it will prove that your arm has recovered."

"I'm sorry to trouble you." Xi Mingye glanced at him and thanked him sincerely.

An Chen continued to massage Xi Mingye. All the massages were concentrated on the injured arm. After 10 minutes of pressing, he asked Xi Mingye to lie on his stomach, and then massaged his back and waist.

Xi Mingye's waist was also injured, and it hurt uncomfortably when An Chen pressed it like this.

An Chen had been paying attention to the expression on Xi Mingye's face, and it took about 10 minutes for him to stop before getting off the bed.

At this time, Xi Mingye was already drowsy, An Chen didn't bother him, covered him with a thin blanket and went out.

Seeing An Chen coming out of the room, Xi Yi, who had been staying at the door, immediately asked, "What's wrong with my young master?"

"Sleeping." An Chen walked towards his room after finishing speaking.

Xi Yi walked into the room, stood by the bed and watched, and sure enough, he heard Xi Mingye's continuous breathing.

Really fell asleep.

This kid has two problems. The young master usually goes to bed very late and is busy most of the time, but in fact the young master suffers from severe insomnia and it is difficult to fall asleep, so when he can't sleep, the young master will find something to do.

Seeing Xi Mingye falling asleep, Xi Yi left quietly, closed the door again, and went down to find Xi Di.

"Third brother, the young master is asleep."

Hearing Xi Yi's words, Xi Di, who was arranging things, stopped, turned to look at Xi Yi and said, "What are you talking about? It's not even eleven o'clock yet, and the young master is already asleep?"

"Yes, that kid has some skills, maybe he can cure the young master's insomnia." Xi Yi said.

"Of course he has the ability, don't forget who he learned the medical skills from." Xi Di said.

Xi Yi thinks about it too.