Chapter 33

When Han Fei can finally take a breath, there is a movement in her ear. She subconsciously wants to reach out to help him, but she hesitates when she remembers the pain she has just been held in.

The outstretched hand still put down, hang in the body side quietly clench.

With a squeak, something fell on the bed. Accompanied by a dull hum, Han Fei opened her mouth to say something, but she heard a gasp in her ear, and a layer of blush appeared on her face.

I know that this is just the voice that the person makes too much movement, but it is so deep It makes people think.

"Get rid of what's in your head."

Along with the gasp, is his cold words.

Han Fei coughed and said, "you, you No, I mean, I can... "

A nervous, a complete word can not be said.

"No need."

"But..." Han Fei wants to say something else.

"Remember, I don't need sympathy."

Han Fei swallowed the rest of her words.

This man The stubbornness was terrible.

"Let's go."

Han Fei took the needle bag in her heart and approached the bedside. After feeling and sitting down, she took a deep breath and said, "then I'll start."

Hanfei expels all the distractions in her heart. Her hand becomes a precise machine. She rubs the acupoints between her legs, and each needle falls without hesitation.

In Qin Che's view, that pair of chubby hands did not tremble, and this was not the ability of ordinary doctors at all, and his thinking was more profound.

When the last needle fell, Han Fei vomited out a puff of turbid Qi, and her arms were sore. In the final analysis, her body was too short of exercise on weekdays, and her weight loss must be accelerated.

"I prick the acupoints to dredge the blood flow. Your legs have been pressed for too long, so this process will be very painful. You have to bear with it."

Because her eyes were closed, Han Fei's hearing was very good. Naturally, she heard the slightly increased breathing in the air.

Frankly speaking, this process is not a little painful, but very painful, at least for Han Fei.

After hearing no response for a long time, Han Fei was worried and said, "does it hurt? I can help you stop the pain point, but it may not be good for your recovery, you... "

"No need."

"Lord..."

"I just haven't felt this pain for so long."

Han Fei was stunned and pursed her mouth. Her heart was like being pricked by a needle. She felt numb and tender.

For this man, clearly distinguished, but stay in such a cold palace, apart from a strong wind, no one is waiting for him. Every time, he is sitting by the window, looking at the barren outside.

Han Fei can't imagine how this man survived.

Legs disabled, unable to move, endure the eyes of others, this kind of life

Han Fei seems to understand why this person's eyes are cold.

"How long will it take?"

Han Fei came back to her senses and said, "half an hour or so."

"Well. There are books on the desk. You can help yourself. "

Is this person afraid that she will be bored?

Han Fei couldn't help but soften her face. As soon as she was about to say something, she heard him say, "but remember, your eyes should not come over."

Han Fei snorted softly and said, "I don't want to see it."

After that, Hanfei turned around, picked the ribbon and walked to the desk on the other side of the room.

It happens that she still wants to practice calligraphy, otherwise she will be very worried about the class tomorrow.

There are also some papers on the desk. The most eye-catching one is the one on the right that writes a poem and Fu. Han Fei can't help looking at the elegant font, her eyes suddenly brighten up, and sincerely admire that it's a good word.

At this point, the system automatically jumps out and says, "host, do you need to start empathy system?"

Han Fei was stunned and said, "now? Here it is? "

"Yes! It's just that the word "male god" can be used as a template for host empathy

"His words?"

"Host, is there any dissatisfaction with the word of God?"

Han Feilian said, "no!"

"Then turn on the empathy system."

"Wait a minute. I only have half an hour. I can't hurt his acupoints."

"The host doesn't have to worry. Time is incomparable in the empathy system. There's no need to worry about it!"

"What price do I have to pay?"

"This is a bonus from system friendship!"

Han Fei raised her eyebrows, "reward? What have I done? "

"In view of the host's initiative to show favor to the male god, the system is deeply gratified and specially awarded! After that, you will get a empathy reward every monthHan Fei was in a good mood and said, "it's kind! Let's get started

"Ding ~ empathy system start, target task, complete calligraphy works, open!"

As soon as Han Fei's eyes were dark, the scene in front of her completely changed. It was no longer night, but day. The sunlight came in from the window and shook her eyes.

Han Fei is still in this room, but it doesn't really exist in this room. In other words, it is equivalent to her soul floating in the same place, without a sense of entity.

When Han Fei was going to ask the system what the empathy system was, someone approached her. When Han Fei tried to turn her head in horror, a hug covered her from behind.

Han Fei's body suddenly froze. There was a faint smell of medicine in the tip of his nose. He was familiar with it to the extreme.

Soon, someone pressed her hand, held it, moved to the desk, picked up the brush, and dropped a stroke on the white rice paper.

This is

Hanfei wants to turn her head to see who is holding her behind her, but she can't do it. She can't even do it.

"Host! Please pay attention! Don't waste empathy time! "

Taobao's voice seems to come from a very remote place, which makes Han Fei concentrate on looking at her own pen.

The same words as that person's work appeared on Xuan paper. Until now, Han Fei finally understood the role of empathy and why the system needed a template.

If she didn't guess wrong, the one who held her behind her was the sick rice seedling king.

It turns out that If he could stand up, would he be so tall?

Han Fei's thoughts drifted away involuntarily, and Taobao's warning sounded again: "please pay attention to the host!"

Han Fei adjusted her thoughts and forced herself to focus on her hand, feeling the feeling of every stroke that the person wrote with her hand.

The words jumping on the rice paper seem to have come back to life, and are deeply engraved in Han Fei's mind. Just remembering the operation of these symbols consumes energy. But if it is just a line of words, she is tired and her eyes are dazzled.

"Hold on, host! The longer you support it, the better it will be! "

Taobao's voice barely passed into Hanfei's mind. She bit the tip of her tongue and forced her to wake up. Then she spent more time to remember those words.

Every stroke is like carving in bone marrow.

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