Fu Yihan lowered his eyes, watching as her pale hand carefully touched his mottled leg.
"It seems like the dicine is working." Su Qingnuan’s lips curved into a smile, her eyes filled with joy. "Mr. Fu, please wait a mont. I’ll give you an acupuncture treatnt."
"Acupuncture?" Fu Yihan raised an eyebrow, "Right now?"
Su Qingnuan nodded and stood up quickly. "I wanted to give Mr. Fu an acupuncture treatnt to stimulate the leg before, but I never found the chance. Now that there seems to be so effect, the acupuncture might be useful."
"Alright." Fu Yihan nodded, "You can go ahead."
Su Qingnuan ran into the small study, took out her tools, and squatted back down.
"There’s dicine on this needle, it might hurt a bit. Mr. Fu, you’ll need to bear with it."
Fu Yihan nodded, responding with a simple "Mm".
When her needle touched Fu Yihan’s skin, there was no reaction from him.
Su Qingnuan looked up, her clear eyes encouraging. "Mr. Fu, I’m starting now."
"Mm."
The needle slowly pierced the flesh, Su Qingnuan’s movents were slow, making the stinging pain last.
Fu Yihan gripped the wheelchair’s armrest, his fingers tightened.
When the first needle was inserted correctly, Su Qingnuan looked up to check Fu Yihan’s expression and saw a thin sweat on his forehead.
"Does it hurt?" Su Qingnuan asked softly.
Fu Yihan shook his head, his face unchanged.
For the rest of the needles, Fu Yihan still showed no reaction, not even making a sound.
Having tried the acupuncture herself before, Su Qingnuan knew the pain and soreness weren’t easy to bear, even making her cry out.
Yet, Fu Yihan could remain perfectly still through it, showing remarkable endurance.
"Mr. Fu, if it hurts, let know. You don’t need to endure it." Su Qingnuan spoke cautiously.
Fu Yihan shook his head, smiled lightly, and said, "It’s fine, you can continue."
Seeing the sweat on his forehead, Su Qingnuan didn’t continue the acupuncture.
Taking a clean towel, Su Qingnuan wiped the sweat from his forehead.
"It’s okay, let’s rest for a bit first."
She wiped the sweat ticulously, as if handling a precious antique, her movents gentle.
In his eyes, an unusual light flickered, and his hand relaxed unconsciously.
Su Qingnuan sat beside him, waiting until Fu Yihan looked more comfortable before daring to continue the acupuncture.
It took two hours, and by the ti the needles were removed, Fu Yihan was drenched in sweat, as if he’d just climbed out of water.
"Mr. Fu, please sit for a while. I’ll run so hot water for you. You need to soak in it now."
"Mm."
Su Qingnuan turned to the bathroom, while Fu Yihan lowered his head, looking at his mottled leg.
He hadn’t experienced pain for a long ti. Although the pain today was unpleasant, it allowed him to truly feel that his leg still existed.
Fu Yihan took a deep breath, couldn’t help but squeeze his leg.
Still, there was little sensation, as if the pain hadn’t happened earlier.
It’s fine, he’s waited so many years, there’s no hurry now.
Thinking of this, Fu Yihan couldn’t help but smile slightly.
...
Su Qingnuan finished running the water and ca out to see Fu Yihan examining his leg closely with his head down.
"Mr. Fu, don’t worry. Feeling pain ans there’s still sensation in the leg." Su Qingnuan consoled with a smile, "After soaking in the hot water, it might feel a bit swollen and uncomfortable. You’ll need to endure it."
"Okay." Fu Yihan nodded.
Su Qingnuan helped push Fu Yihan into the bathroom, then stepped out.
Standing at the bathroom door, Su Qingnuan sighed in relief, planning to freshen up first and check on Fu Yihan afterwards, but she was startled by a loud noise from behind.
"Bang——"
Su Qingnuan turned back abruptly, looking at the suddenly darkened bathroom.
"Mr. Fu?" Su Qingnuan hurried over, "Are you okay?"
There was no response from inside.
Could sothing have happened?
Su Qingnuan rushed to the door, opened it, but didn’t see A Qi at the door, and couldn’t help but raise her voice, "A Qi——"
She called at the door for a while, but no one answered.
What to do?
Su Qingnuan bit her lip, closed the door, and headed toward the bathroom.
Pushing open the bathroom door, a wave of heat hit her.
In the dark bathroom, Su Qingnuan could only see vague shadows through the outside light.
"Mr. Fu?" Su Qingnuan asked nervously, "Are you alright?"
She saw a shadow on the ground move slowly, followed by a gritted voice, "Get out!"
"Can you manage by yourself? I went to call A Qi, but he’s not here."
"Get out!"
"...Alright then."
Su Qingnuan quickly closed the door.
However, there was no sound from inside for a long ti, making Su Qingnuan press her ear against the door, unable to help speaking again.
"Mr. Fu, are you okay?"
No answer ca.
Recalling Fu Yihan’s earlier expression, Su Qingnuan couldn’t help but open the door again.
The heat was less this ti, and Su Qingnuan squinted. "Mr. Fu, I’ve reconsidered, I’m coming in to help you. Don’t worry! I’ll keep my eyes closed."
"Hiss——"
A painful gasp was heard, and Fu Yihan turned his head, seeing a figure slowly approaching.
"Stop!"
Su Qingnuan paused, asking puzzled, "What happened?"
"Just stay there." Fu Yihan gritted his teeth, "I can handle it myself."
Su Qingnuan stood still, but after waiting for a long ti, only the sticky sound of water could be heard, with no movent.
"Mr. Fu?" Su Qingnuan asked again.
This ti there was no sound from that direction.
Su Qingnuan frowned, "Mr. Fu, are you okay?"
"...Co over."
Finally, a sound, and Su Qingnuan quickly moved towards it.
But with her eyes closed, she couldn’t tell directions.
When she stepped on sothing, it was too late.
Su Qingnuan tilted to the side, the wet floor losing its friction, causing her to fall directly to the ground.
"Ugh——"
Strangely, it didn’t hurt.
Su Qingnuan raised her hand to support herself, but felt sothing soft and smooth...
"What are you doing?" a gritted voice asked.
Su Qingnuan quickly withdrew her hand, "Sorry...I didn’t know what I stepped on just now."
"Get up quickly!"
Nervously, she raised her hand to sit up, the floor soaked, and her pants inevitably wet too.
But now wasn’t the ti to worry about that.
Su Qingnuan reached out her hand but didn’t dare to move recklessly.
"Mr. Fu, where should I hold you now?"
"..."
After a long silence, Fu Yihan finally moved his hand.
Su Qingnuan, waiting for Fu Yihan’s voice, instead felt a fine texture in her hand.
"Help up."
"Okay."
Su Qingnuan grasped his wrist and pulled him up with effort.
With his other hand gripping sothing unknown, Fu Yihan was also exerting strength, so Su Qingnuan didn’t use much force.
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