Give me back my might

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"Old Gun, you said why he hasn't come out yet, it's been an hour." A Mao sitting in the dormitory said looking at Old Gun opposite.

"If I fell into that, I would have to wash for at least two hours." Old Gun said disapprovingly.

"But, I saw that his complexion was not very good just now." Ah Mao said with some concern.

Lao Qiang was not talking. Hearing the water in the bathroom was still rushing, he picked up the book on the side and read it. In fact, these bodyguards are rough people who don't read books or write with pens. Mo Qixuan bought them all.

"I'll go take a look..." Ah Mao couldn't sit still, and walked to the bathroom, but instead of taking the key to open the door, she knocked.

But there was a sound of running water in the bathroom, and no one answered. A Mao knocked again, but there was still the sound of water inside.

"Hey... Mo Qixuan... have you finished washing... why is it taking so long?" Ah Mao began to ask loudly.

There was still only the sound of water.

"Hey...you didn't talk, I just opened the door and came in. I'm in a hurry." A Mao said.

After saying this, about two minutes later, Ah Mao heard that there was no answer inside, so he picked up the key next to him and inserted it into the hole, twisted the key, and opened the door.

"I'm going... there's a lot of fog... Mo Qixuan..." As soon as Ah Mao opened the bathroom door, he was blinded by the water mist in the bathroom, so he could only shout.

But Ah Mao, as its name suggests, is agile, can hide, can jump, and has a keen sense of smell like a cat.

He immediately turned off the tap, and saw Mo Qixuan on the ground.

"Ah hello... what's wrong with you. Mo Qixuan..." Seeing that Mo Qixuan had fainted, Ah Mao panicked, patted Mo Qixuan's cheek, and found that Mo Qixuan didn't show any signs of waking up , and shouted loudly, "Old Gun, come in quickly, he has passed out... Hurry up and send it to Lao Cheng..."

Lao Qiang dropped the book, hurried over, looked at Mo Qixuan who really fainted, and said, "You're so weak, you still want to go to the training camp with us!?" The bath towel wiped off the water on Mo Qixuan's body.

"What are you still doing in a daze?! Go find some clothes and send them to Lao Cheng like this. He might think that we did something to him..." Lao Qiang shouted at Ah Mao.

"Oh oh oh, yes...Old Cheng is from country Z...he can protect people from his own country..." Ah Mao thought of this and immediately went to Mo Qixuan's closet to find a set of casual clothes clothing.

Lao Qiang and Ah Mao worked together to dress the unconscious Mo Qixuan on the bed.

"Tsk tsk tsk... I understand why the boss insisted on forcing him to be a young master that day... This figure, this skin, and this face are probably worth more than young master Yaoye on the ninth floor. This is still without makeup. "Amao was dressing Mo Qixuan, looking at Mo Qixuan's naked body, he was full of praise, and couldn't help but touch the skin on the inner thigh, the skin there was tender.

"You're touching, I'll kill you with one shot." Lao Qiang stared at Ah Mao coldly and said.

"I'm afraid of you." Ah Mao said. "If your skin is as good as his, I'll touch you too."

The corner of Old Gun's mouth twitched.His face was covered with black lines, he didn't talk, he quickly put on Mo Qixuan's clothes, and then carried them on his back.

A Mao hurried to open the door.Together, the two of them sent Mo Qixuan to Lao Cheng's Traditional Chinese Medicine Center.

"Old Cheng, hurry up and save people." As soon as he arrived at the Chinese medicine clinic, Ah Mao shouted at Lao Cheng.

"Why are you shouting, there are other patients here if you don't see me." In the distance, the old man with a white beard said impatiently.

"This is your hometown." Ah Mao said.

"Really?!" Lao Cheng said, walking over quickly.

Lao Cheng looked at Mo Qixuan who was lying on the bed, opened Mo Qixuan's eyelids, and then began to feel Mo Qixuan's pulse.

After reading it, Lao Cheng just shook his head.

"Hey, Old Cheng, what are you shaking your head for? What's wrong with him? It won't be serious." Ah Mao shook his head after seeing that Old Cheng, who was very skilled in medicine, couldn't help but become more worried.

"It's a rare time when the two of you care about someone, what is your relationship with him?" Lao Cheng stroked his beard and looked at Ah Mao and Lao Gun.

"He lives in the same dormitory as us, so that's it." Ah Mao said.

"He is like this, and you don't take care of him?" Old Cheng frowned.

"It's just a roommate relationship with him." Lao Qiang said directly,

"Okay, then you go, he stays, and I will treat him." Lao Cheng waved his hand.

"Hey, what's the matter with him? Tell us anyway." Ah Mao looked at Lao Cheng and said.

"There are many problems. You live with him, don't you know?" Lao Cheng looked at the two of them.

"We usually don't talk much." Ah Mao said.

"Well, I see his illness, and I won't tell anyone about it." Old Cheng said.

"After talking for so long, you still haven't explained clearly what his illness is." Old Gun said impatiently.

"A sign of depression." Lao Cheng said.

"No way, I see that he is cheerful all day long and active in doing things. You don't know, other people are tired of cleaning the bathroom on the first floor, and he cleans the third floor by himself just to get extra wages. We usually work together in the dormitory. I don’t communicate much, it’s a bit lively when he comes, he has depression, who would believe it.” Ah Mao looked at Lao Cheng in disbelief and said, “You are a Chinese medicine doctor, not a psychiatrist, so don’t talk nonsense.”

"Okay, I'm wrong, I don't know much about psychological medicine. However, I just gave him a pulse and found that he had stomach bleeding, which was caused by external forces, but it was also partly caused by him. He suppressed his emotions for a long time. There are too many things in my heart. Long-term depression, plus external force will cause stomach bleeding. If my legs are there, I still don’t have a good rest, and I add more work to myself. Even if he has a good physique, he is not strong. If things go on like this It will definitely not work, so he is a little malnourished."

"So that's the case, is there a way to cure it?" A Mao asked.

"Is there any way to cure it? Is there anything Cheng He can't cure, and it's not terminally ill. I can definitely help him cure that leg. Even his old problem has been cured. It's just a heart disease. I need heart medicine." Lao Cheng stroked his white beard confidently and said.

"Then you need to be cured quickly." Ah Mao said.

"Okay, you guys go first. I'll leave the person with me first." Lao Cheng waved him away again.

Lao Qiang and Ah Mao knew that Lao Cheng didn't like being surrounded by others when he was seeing a doctor, so they went out.

"Old Gun, what do you think is wrong with this man? He is so depressed that he is so optimistic and active." Walking out of the clinic, Ah Mao looked at Lao Qiang and asked.

"I don't know." Lao Qiang said lightly, and then went to the training camp, as if nothing could happen.

"Hey, you are really cold-blooded, it's a shame that I endured leg pain and washed your clothes for several months." Ah Mao chased after him.

"He asked for it." Old Gun said coldly, picked up the gun and began to practice marksmanship.

"Since Lao Cheng said that his leg can be cured, then we have to teach him unique skills when he is cured." Ah Mao looked at Lao Qiang and said.

"If I want to teach you, he seems to be an extraordinary person, with deep thoughts." Old Gun said displeased.

"Hey, it's a good deal. Besides, he wants to learn from us, but he told us his thoughts early on, and he is still trying to please us. Is it so scheming? I think he is quite Candid." Ah Mao said.

"Then did he tell you what he learned to do?" Old Gun asked.

"Say it." Amao said.

Lao Qiang looked at A Mao, meaning to wait for A Mao to give an answer.

But Ah Mao didn't say anything. "He didn't tell you, but it's true. Usually, you always look at him coldly and guard against him. He must feel that there is no need to tell you these things."

Lao Qiang frowned, ignored Ah Mao, and turned to practice marksmanship.

He hit every shot, but at this time he missed a few shots and missed.

"Old gun...it's amazing, since you missed it. It is said that you are a sharpshooter." A Mao laughed happily when he saw how many shots the old gun missed.

"What exactly did he say?" Lao Qiang suddenly pointed the gun at Ah Mao and looked at Ah Mao coldly and asked.

A Mao looked at the old gun in surprise, his eyes flickered, when this old gun was also curious?still? !

"You want to know so much, you go ask him." Ah Mao said.Then, like a cat, he quickly jumped away, turned over and left the training camp quickly.

The old gun put the gun back on his waist a little annoyed.

He suddenly remembered that a month ago, Mo Qixuan came to him and said that it would not be good for him to learn other legs, and it might not be possible to take time, and wanted to learn marksmanship.

He refused at the time.

At first Mo Qixuan asked him why he refused in a daze.

"You can tell at a glance that you won't do anything good after learning it. Your eyes are full of evil power..."

He remembered saying that to Mo Qixuan at the time.

Later Mo Qixuan smiled and admitted calmly, "You are right. I am not a good person in the first place. If you don't teach me because of this, then I can't change. I am a bad person."

After that, Mo Qixuan didn't look for him, and didn't talk to him much.Although I threw it into the washing machine for him while doing the laundry, I definitely wouldn't brush his shoes.

That person is like a mystery, his body is like a layer of fog, which makes him really want to peel it off to see what kind of person he is.

He hasn't seen anyone yet, so he talks about himself, he calls himself an evil villain, but what he sees of him is nothing compared to the villains he has seen.

Before he knew it, Lao Qiang came to the clinic again, through the big glass window, he saw Mo Qixuan woke up, he was talking to Ah Mao and Lao Cheng with a happy smile.

This was the first time he saw him laughing so happily. He was probably so happy knowing that his leg could be completely cured.