Ye Xingbei looked at the pain in his eyes that had not yet dissipated, and trembled in distress: "Where does it hurt again?" Why don't you call a doctor? ”

"The old wound is ......" Gu Jun turned over with difficulty and lay on the bed.

It was just a simple action of turning over, and the cold sweat soaked through his pajamas.

He's been waking up for a while.

But he was lucky, and he always felt that maybe he would just endure it?

He didn't want Ye Xingbei to worry about him.

I don't want to show his vulnerability in front of Ye Xingbei's eyes.

I don't want Ye Xingbei to think that he is a sick man.

He tossed a few more times, this body was in Ye Xingbei's heart, and he was afraid that it would be hooked with the word "broken".

He knew it was ridiculous vanity on the part of men.

But that's all he should have been flawed.

No one is perfect, so he doesn't plan to force himself to correct it for the time being.

"What should I do?" Thinking of Gu Jun's miserable appearance when he was chasing the old prisoner last time, Ye Xingbei's eyes suddenly turned red.

"It's okay, you can get me some fever reducers and painkillers," Gu Junchai said, "The fever should be fine when it subsides." ”

Since the last time he had an old injury in Windy City, Ye Xingbei insisted on massaging him every day.

He felt it worked well.

In the past, he always felt that his back muscles were stiff, and he felt uncomfortable all the time.

But lately, that feeling has faded away.

In the past, when the old injury occurred, he was already in pain to death.

But this time, he felt the level of pain that he could bear.

He told Ye Xingbei all this, and after Ye Xingbei fed him antipyretics, he immediately massaged him.

He was obviously feverish, and the rest of his body was hot.

Only the back, hard and cold, like an iron block.

Ye Xingbei pumped in distress, and gave him a massage with 120,000 points.

After pressing for more than half an hour, the muscles in his back, which were as hard as iron, gradually relaxed, and gradually became warmer.

Gu Junchai grabbed her arm with his backhand, "Take a break, I feel much better." ”

Ye Xingbei tilted his head to look at his face, "Really? ”

"Really," Gu Jun dragged her one by one, lay down beside him, turned over, and turned sideways to face her: "Ye Xingbei, I think what my dad said is right, you are my lucky star, for my old injury, my dad is heartbroken, all the doctors he can find have been found, and he is at a loss, I didn't expect that you actually have a way, I now believe in the word 'providence'." ”

Ye Xingbei was distressed and worried: "But it can only treat the symptoms, not the root cause." ”

"You can't eat a fat man in one bite," Gu Junchai said: "It's an old wound originally, how can it be removed so quickly?" I think this time my pain is much lighter than before, and the seizure time is much shorter than before, which shows that your massage is effective, maybe if I keep going, I can really heal. ”

"I hope so," Ye Xingbei held his hand, "Do you think the medicine you changed is not as effective as the medicine you used to be?" Otherwise, why did it happen again in such a short time? ”

Since he knew that the previous medicine affected the spermatogenic function, Gu Junchai asked the doctor to change the medicine.

The doctor who prescribed the medicine to Gu Junchai apologized again and again, saying that because he didn't know that Gu Junchai was married, and that medicine was the first choice for treating Gu Junchai's old injuries, he prescribed that medicine for Gu Junchai.

And ensure that the side effects of that drug are not irreversible, as long as the drug is stopped for a period of time, the spermatogenic function can be restored to normal.