Hong Yanwu planted again!

This time he was planted in the hands of Yuye, and he was injured more than any other time. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The doctor in the hospital only knew to pinch him, measure his pulse, and give him glucose or something, and there was no practical trick at all, if it wasn't for Yu Ye who gave him "Tianxin Pill" after returning home, he was crossed, even if he fell asleep for two days, I am afraid he would not be able to wake up.

But his person woke up, and the sin he suffered later was also great, because not to mention that his physical strength was overdrawn, and his internal organs were injured again, so he couldn't get out of bed at all, and what made him suffer the most was his pair of arms that had beaten Yuye.

Because Yu Ye had the intention to punish severely, both of his arms had been injured and swollen by the force of the rebound, and the color was purple and black like two long eggplants, as long as he moved slightly, even if the skin and flesh touched the cotton lightly, it would hurt like a needle tip.

For the sake of these two arms, he hadn't slept for at least half a month, because even if he finally fell asleep, he wouldn't be able to sleep for a while, and he would be woken up by pain.

He was pretty sure that if the whole world was to suffer, he would definitely come first.

Probably because he was too painful, even the jade master who made him suffer was moved, the old man not only came to pick up urine and feed him every day, but also sat cross-legged beside him at night, massaged him, and applied medicinal oil to help him recover as soon as possible.

Hong Yanwu naturally still hated Yu Ye in his heart, but he couldn't disobey and let Yu Ye treat his arm.

Because firstly, this kind of pain is too torturous, which makes him want to die, and secondly, Yuye is extremely serious and serious, and he has to carefully rub Hong Yanwu for half an hour every time, which also shows his care and sincerity.

Yu Ye's movements were skillful and powerful, and at first he always rubbed his hands lightly for a while, and then took out a small bottle of medicinal oil and applied it evenly on Hong Yanwu's arm.

The medicinal oil is specially made by Yuye, and it is not sold in the pharmacy at all, exuding an indescribable stimulating smell, and its special thing is that it is a prescription in the palace, and the good puff camp has been used to treat external injuries and assist in exercises, so it is particularly effective in eliminating stasis and swelling.

After applying the oil, Yu Ye began to rub vigorously from slow to fast, and kept rubbing Hong Yanwu's arm until it was hot, and it was as hot as a fire before stopping.

At this moment, Hong Yanwu could easily feel the divine power of taking medicinal oil, like thousands of burning needletips, piercing into the skin, flesh, muscles and bones, channeling to disperse those bruises, making his two heavy and swollen arms full of burning tingling, and gradually relaxed.

That's not all, the old man will finally let Hong Yanwu take another sip of medicinal oil to lower his stomach, saying that he must hold it for a full minute before he can stop taking the medicinal gas.

That mouthful of medicinal oil was a hundred times more powerful than the strongest second pot head, which made Hong Yanwu's whole body immediately burn like a fire, but it really worked, and he could hear the blood flowing in the flesh and skin.

However, it is important to note that during the entire massage process, the awkward master and apprentice were silent all the time.

The only thing Yu Ye said to Hong Yanwu, I'm afraid that at the end, he had to sternly tell him every time, "Don't let your arm break the skin".

As soon as he said this, the old man would stand up, twist the bottle of medicinal oil again and again, and carefully carry it away.

Similarly, looking at the back of Yu Ye who did not turn back and left, although Hong Yanwu was lying on the bed and did not spit out a word, he was extremely conflicted in his heart.

On the one hand, he could not only feel the slightest trace of the master's thoughtfulness and care for his apprentice from Yu Ye, but also be grateful to Yu Ye for saving him from the pain of shaving muscles and bones, staying awake all night, and the fear that he might be crippled in the second half of his life.

But on the other hand, he couldn't forget where this torture came from, and how Yu Ye helped outsiders oppress him on the wrestling altar of Fayuan Temple.

At that time, before he fainted, except for a kind of shame out of arrogance and chagrin, there was only one thought in his heart, that is, as long as he did not die, he could get it all back! Whoever bullied him, he remembered whoever he had, and he must take revenge fiercely!

Seriously, it was with this strong vindictiveness that he endured it and brought him back to life.

But now he can't help but soften his heart because of Yuye's kindness to him......

Was he wrong?

Maybe...... Maybe...... He's not all right......

So what will you do in the future? Do you treat Yu Ye as a master, or as an enemy?

Yu Ye, in fact, is quite lonely......

For these questions, Hong Yanwu's heart was extremely uncomfortable, and for many nights, he opened his eyes motionlessly, looking at the roof, thinking nonsense.

Even though his arm didn't hurt so much anymore, he still couldn't sleep, his mind was a mess, and he couldn't figure out what to do in the future.

On the one hand, he secretly rejoiced, and on the other hand, he was stunned, and sometimes he was even secretly angry at why Yu Ye was so good to him, and he also hated Yu Ye for falling him not seriously, because if he was always not good to him, he would be more ruthless, and then the matter would be easier to do......

I don't know if God is particularly favored by Hong Yanwu, or God is particularly disdainful of Hong Yanwu, anyway, one day this kid suddenly found that his own expectations had come true, and he no longer had to worry about how to choose!

The reason for this is very simple, that is, he overheard the conversation between "Wrong Leg Feng" and Yu Ye, so he knew that for so many days, Chen Liquan did not live in Yu Ye's house, neither because there was something at home, nor to create a quiet environment for him to recuperate, but because under the mediation of Yu Ye and "Wrong Leg Feng", this kid was favored by the coach of the national wrestling class of Xuanwu Sports School, and actually became an official student of the sports school with board and lodging.

You must know that Hong Yanwu's heart has already penetrated deep into the tip of the bull's horns, and this incident undoubtedly stimulated him even more, so the jealousy that had been latent for a long time was like a virus attack, which was irrepressibly overflowing.

This jealousy burned his internal organs all churning, and his troubles and entanglements for many days turned into a frenzied anger.

His head exploded, his consciousness went crazy, he felt humiliated, he felt extremely unfair, he really wanted to scold him for his eccentricity in front of Yu Ye, and scolded this world for being a bastard!

But he finally restrained himself, and although his teeth hurt from clenching his jaws, he could only let the tears that fell secretly wash away the great grievances in his heart.

Because he had realized that no matter what he did, he could not do anything to make others understand that they were wrong.

There was an insurmountable wall between him and the world, and it was so high and so thick that it kept him alone.

But if he wants to break this wall, even if he can refine his arms into steel and iron bones like Yuye, it will be useless.

But as the old saying goes, "a grain of mouse droppings can spoil a pot of soup", it is not easy to succeed, but it is not difficult to do bad things!

As long as his body is better, when the time comes, he will take out three taels of bad food, and even the gods will have diarrhea!

Thinking of this, Hong Yanwu narrowed his eyes, and a trace of coldness appeared at the corner of his mouth......

In fact, in this world, there are many things that may not be true even if you see them with your own eyes, let alone a judgment made by Hong Yanwu based on impulsive emotions and his own imagination after listening to the wall.

If he can confide his inner feelings to Yu Ye in person, maybe some of the contradictions between master and apprentice can be better resolved.

If there is an analysis of the conversation between him and Chen Liquan, if he can hear it with his own ears, it will also be of great help to his character formation and even his future life development.

It's a pity that neither of these two is realistic.

First of all, the paranoid elements in Hong Yanwu and Yuye's temperaments are not low, and it has reached this point, it is too difficult to restore the trust between each other in the past.

And that conversation was even more impossible, because it happened at noon on the day of the Fayuan Temple's teacher exam, when Hong Yanwu was sent to Xuanwu Hospital.

As for the location of the dialogue, it was on the wine table in the "Liangyixuan" restaurant at the north exit of Niujie.

The two people who talked, except for Coach Ma, the apprentice of "Wrong Leg Feng", was accompanied by him that day, and also witnessed the whole process of the day.

"How's it going? Didn't you come in vain today?"

Taking advantage of the waiter's lack of food, Coach Ma hurried over and asked.

"It's worth it...... The things of the good camp are really better than Tianqiao'er!" Coach Xu pouted and sighed very much.

"I didn't say this, how do the children look at each other?"

"Okay, needless to say, the absolute champion seedling! Thank you brother for taking the line, I'll invite you today. Coach Xu's eyes lit up, but then he remembered something, and quickly made up for it.

"Oh, by the way, let's talk about it, I want the first kid to play, and the second thorn doesn't want to ......"

"Don't worry, Izumi is the first, and his family is the worker. The family composition of that thorn head is too 'high' to be collected anywhere, and only if the policy is more relaxed, it is possible to ......"

"Dude, you're not worried about that kid. I advise you, even if it is convenient for you there in the future, and the policy allows it, don't ask for him. ”

When Coach Ma heard this, he deliberately half-jokingly asked, "What did you say? Aren't you afraid that he will turn back better than the spring you accepted?"

"Don't believe it, don't look at the same master, both wrestling skills are very good, but the future of these two children can't be compared at all. There is an old joke that says that 'the sun and the moon shine together', which is purely a huqin in the crotch of the pants - nonsense. There are bright, that's true, but a loud sunny day, a dark night. I dare to put my words here, no matter which team, like Izumiko, who is obedient and down-to-earth, will never be able to bury the main players, and the future is limitless. And the other one, hehe......"

Coach Xu shook his head with a smile before continuing.

"I'm a good one. Just this thorny behavior, beating people everywhere and causing trouble, with his temperament, even the master dares to get started, whoever keeps him in the team is unlucky. Have you forgotten about the Beijing National Wrestling Team at the beginning? Back then, it was my master who was the coach of the city team, but what about those students, wasn't it because of the heavy spirit and unruliness of the rivers and lakes that the whole team was beaten in the team and pinched the outside world, which made the whole team miserable, torn apart, and greatly reduced the training level? To put it bluntly, the quality of the people we do in this line is generally too low, selfish and open-minded, otherwise in the end, Mr. Bu Enfu will come as the coach, and the entire city team will not deliberately disperse the stall to dry others because of Mr. Bu's past grievances over Bao Sanye. As a result, the original Beijing team, which took the lead, fell into decline by itself, making the Jinmen, Bayi, Inner Mongolia and SX teams overtake ......"

Hearing this, Coach Ma couldn't help but feel emotional.

"Well, that's right. Now this Beijing wrestling is a sport after all, and it is no longer the old style of selling or palace guards, and if the ideological concepts do not change, it is difficult for those wrestlers who have been trained to eat small pots of rice in the past to adapt to the new collective training mode. ”

Coach Ma agreed, Coach Xu was very happy, so he took over and began to complain again.

"Who's to say no, you have to have a sense of teamwork. Let me tell you, let alone the students in reality, Yu Youchun, another coach of our team, can't do it. He only puts his heart and eyes on competing with me every day, either grabbing the title or grabbing the treatment, but in terms of training, he treats the students differently. Because he particularly favored the main team members, the other students had a lot of opinions about him, but he actually took advantage of this to divide the students and form gangs. As a result, the main team members were actually made out by him what kind of 'Thirteen Taibao', listen, is this gangster too small?

Then, Coach Xu remembered one more thing and hurriedly entrusted it to Coach Ma.

"To be honest, Quanzi is stronger than Yu Youchun's thirteen boys, and I will focus on cultivating. But we have to talk about the ugly things in front, when Quanzi comes to me, he will inevitably become a thorn in the side of Yu Youchun's faction. In addition, there are some tricks that I touch the ground first and some joints that have been invalidated in sports competitions, and I have to correct some of his skills and movements that may be fouled first, so there are not many opportunities to get out of the competition at the beginning. You have to say hello to Mr. Feng and Yu Ye, don't let them misunderstand and think too much. ”

"Don't worry, my master and Yu Ye are very open-minded, and there is nothing they don't understand. ”

Just when Coach Ma was busy nodding his head in agreement, the waiter in a white coat and a little white hat had already brought a plate of oily "scorched meat" and a plate of fragrant "it is like honey" to the table.

Nothing else, the two of them hurriedly poured wine, picked up chopsticks, and started drinking......