The Cannon Fodder Doesn’t Want to Die

Yu Ze went downstairs to the infirmary to find Dr. Li, and said worriedly, "Mr. Huo has eaten too little. I suspect that his spleen and stomach are weak, which has led to anorexia. Should he do a general examination?"

Dr. Li: "No, I just went to the hospital the day before yesterday. Mr. Huo hates examinations."

Yu Ze was still puzzled: "No, from the case, although there is a small stomach problem, it shouldn't affect the diet." He thought about it and asked, "Has Mr. Huo's appetite always been this small?"

Dr. Li patted him on the shoulder and sighed, "Don't worry about your food intake. Later... Maybe you will know."

Yu Ze was at a loss, and Dr. Li added, "You are responsible for acupuncture and massage, just don't make any mistakes."

Yu Ze hurriedly said, "It won't go wrong."

At ten o'clock, Yu Ze went to Huo Yuan's bedroom on time.

Huo Yuan was wearing a black shirt, his trousers had been replaced with black shorts, and half of his thighs were exposed.

Seeing his cooperation, Yu Ze smiled at him.

Huo Yuan pointed to the silver metal box on the sofa: "Look at this first."

Yu Ze walked to the sofa, leaned over and opened the lid of the box. Immediately, there was a little light in front of him. There were three layers in the box, distributed in steps. The bottom of each layer was cushioned with dark red coral fleece, and various thicknesses were neatly arranged on it. , long and short acupuncture needles, the needle body is silvery white with bright light.

"Wow!" Yu Ze sighed, "Looks so advanced."

Huo Yuan: "You check the quality and see if you can use it. There is no shortage."

Yu Ze took out the needle, tried the feel, and felt the softness and hardness: "It's perfect, just add a set of disinfection tools."

Huo Yuan: "After running out, there will be new ones."

Yu Ze: "..." Stainless steel needles can be reused completely, but Huo Yuan has no shortage of money, and complete disinfection is troublesome, so he nodded to show his understanding.

He closed the lid of the box, squatted down beside Huo Yuan's legs, and looked up at Huo Yuan: "I'll massage you now, let me know if you feel anything, I need your feedback, real feedback."

Huo Yuan nodded: "Okay."

Yu Ze rubbed his hands together. After his palms were slightly warm, he started to massage. The skin under his palms was a little loose, and it was the skin that should not belong to Huo Yuan at all.

Before the car accident, Huo Yuan loved fitness. From the private photos occasionally released by the media, it can be seen that he is in excellent shape, his calf is full of strength, his muscles are firm and his skin is firm, which is completely different from now.

Such relaxation undoubtedly reminds Huo Yuan of his misfortune at all times. There is no doubt that this will bring Huo Yuan great pain.

Thinking of this, Yu Ze massaged more seriously, rubbing each acupuncture point carefully.

After the set of massage was finished, Yu Ze was already sweating on his back. He turned his head, wiped the sweat on his sleeve, stood up, and before he spoke, Huo Yuan suddenly moved the wheelchair back, with too much movement. hit the sofa.

Yu Ze was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously wanted to walk over to help, but was stopped by Huo Yuan: "Stop, you go out."

Yu Ze was startled, and stood in the same place at a loss. Huo Yuan turned his wheelchair, turned to face him, and said quickly and coldly, "Go out."

Yu Ze asked in a low voice, "I'm sorry, did it make you uncomfortable? When did you feel uncomfortable? I'll change..."

"Go out," Huo Yuan's chest heaved violently, as if trying to restrain something, "Go out now, or you won't be used in the future."

Yu Ze was at a loss and uncomfortable, and pursed his lips: "I'm sorry." After speaking, he turned around and went out.

He didn't know what happened, but he thought that he and Huo Yuan were the only ones present. Huo Yuan's mood had always been normal, and the sudden attack could only be his reason.

As he went downstairs, he recalled, what position did he press at the end, did he press the wrong acupuncture point, making Huo Yuan very uncomfortable? Or which move touched Huo Yuan's inverse scale?

When he was halfway up the stairs, Chen Wei came up from the downstairs. He was stunned: "You go upstairs... Is Mr. Huo looking for you?"

Chen Wei responded, "Yeah." He went upstairs quickly.

Yu Ze stood on the steps and looked back upstairs, as if he was stuffed with something, and suddenly felt a little sad, Huo Yuan asked him to leave but called Chen Wei, so don't trust him.

He returned to the infirmary with a sullen expression. As soon as Dr. Li saw him like this, he guessed what had happened, and said to comfort him: "Don't worry about it, Mr. Huo is also uncomfortable."

Yu Ze immediately looked at him: "what's the matter? Do you know why Mr. Huo is suddenly angry?"

Dr. Li looked strange: "You don't know?"

Yu Ze nodded dejectedly: "I don't know, I thought I accidentally pressed the wrong acupuncture point and hurt him, but after thinking about it, it should be right." He froze and said, "Does he think I wipe sweat on my clothes too much? Rude? But I didn't wash my hands and I was itchy."

Dr. Li hesitated, patted him on the shoulder: "It has nothing to do with you, don't think about it."

"You know why, right?" Yu Ze looked at Dr. Li with dark eyes.

Dr. Li didn't deny it, but said, "Mr. Huo won't let me talk about it." He changed the subject, "I'll make a new shift schedule later, and I'll send it to your email address. If you have any questions, let me know and I'll change it. "

Yu Ze nodded in agreement, and did not continue to ask Mr. Huo about it, but just guessed silently.

In general, people were severely injured, both physically and psychologically. He suspected that he had offended Huo Yuan's heartbreak.

This made him even more alert. He got the information on the task target. Huo Yuan committed suicide. He previously thought that Huo Yuan did not look like someone who would commit suicide. He speculated that Huo Chi and Bai Xiaowen did something.

But if Huo Yuan has a heart disease, it's possible that he didn't think about it for a while.

In this case, just staying in a villa can't ensure Huo Yuan's safety, he has to take care of him. Thinking of this, he sighed silently, even if Huo Yuan wanted someone to take care of him, he would probably choose Chen Wei instead of him.

He could only find a way to make Huo Yuan trust him more.

He thought for a moment, turned on the computer, and looked for a series of psychology courses. Thinking of Huo Yuan's unusual appetite, he also looked for a Chinese medicine course.

If he learns the knowledge of Chinese medicine, even if Huo Yuan doesn't go to the hospital for examination, he can diagnose what is wrong with Huo Yuan's body, and he doesn't need to ask Huo Yuan.

Thinking like this, he took his studies very seriously, and he didn't look away from the computer until Chen Wei called him to eat.

He looked at Chen Wei, a little confused: "When did you come back? How is Mr. Huo?"

Chen Wei: "I came back a long time ago," he paused, "Mr. Huo is fine, but I'm not in a good mood."

Yu Ze was slightly relieved, but he was still very puzzled. He didn't know why Huo Yuan was suddenly unhappy.

He set the computer to sleep, got up to eat Chinese food with Chen Wei, and saw that Dr. Li was sitting in the seat drinking tea without moving, so he asked, "Aren't you going with us?"

Dr. Li smiled: "You are so fascinated by what you are looking at. I have eaten it before I come back to exchange it for you."

Yu Ze snorted and smiled embarrassedly. He found that he was much more focused on studying medicine than studying other things, and could even be said to be addicted, and it was very easy to get into a state.

He thought about it, guessing that it was related to talent, but it was easy to understand. If he just learned it casually, he would have memorized it all, which is even more exaggerated.

He and Chen Wei finished Chinese food and came out of the restaurant. Chen Wei said, "Go back to your room and take a nap. I'll go and take care of Dr. Li. I'm on duty at noon today."

Yu Ze just remembered what Dr. Li said: "Has the shift schedule been arranged?"

Chen Wei: "Well, Dr. Li has sent it to your mailbox. If you have any comments, you can bring it up."

Yu Ze nodded: "I'll take a look later."

Chen Wei went to the infirmary, Yu Ze went back to the room and poured a glass of water. He took out his mobile phone and looked at the shift schedule. Every day from 12:00 to 2:00, and from 6:00 to 11:00 in the evening, they were on duty hours.

Three people, one day shift and one night shift in each round, and then a day off. Yu Ze is on the night shift tonight.

There is also a description below the duty list. During the duty period, Mr. Huo is required to be on call, and the rest of the time he stays in the infirmary waiting for orders.

Yu Ze remembered his duty time, so he turned off his mobile phone, drank half a glass of water, thought about it, walked out of the room, and went to the kitchen to find Zhang's mother.

Zhang's mother was cleaning the dishes. He glanced at the clean bowls. He asked, "How much did Mr. Huo have for lunch?"

Ma Zhang sighed: "I ate less than in the morning, and I only drank one sip of the juice. In the morning, my appetite was obviously better than before, but why did it get worse at noon."

Yu Ze frowned and suggested, "Would you like to make him some snacks for the afternoon?"

Ma Zhang shook her head: "That's not good, Mr. Huo doesn't eat snacks. And he didn't tell us to go upstairs, he would be angry."

Yu Ze remembered the scene when he was looking for Huo Yuan in the morning, Huo Yuan was really unhappy, and he let him go without saying a few words.

He couldn't help suspecting that Huo Yuan was autistic.

He struggled for a while, although he really wanted to give Huo Yuan food on his own, but in the end he didn't do anything. He was afraid that Huo Yuan would drive him away in a rage.

After dinner in the evening, Yu Ze went to ask Zhang's mother how much Huo Yuan had eaten, and learned that it was still very little.

At seven o'clock, he knocked on Huo Yuan's door, and with Huo Yuan's permission, he pushed open the door.

Huo Yuan sat on the bed, wearing a black shirt and shorts of the same color, his eyes stopped for a moment on Yu Ze's face, and he pointed to the acupuncture box on the bedside table: "Let's start."

Yu Ze was a little nervous by his serious attitude. He took a deep breath when he turned to close the door, then turned around a little more calmly, and walked to the bed.

"You have to lie down," Yu Ze opened the acupuncture box, took out the acupuncture needles to be used and laid them flat, while whispering, "Do you want me to help?"

"No need." Huo Yuan didn't look at him, put his hands on his side, slowly moved forward, and lay down.

Yu Ze leaned on the bed sideways, glanced at Huo Yuan's shorts, and quickly moved them away, landing on Huo Yuan's thin and pale face, his face flushed: "You have to take off the shorts."

Huo Yuan raised his eyes suddenly, met Yu Ze's gaze, and immediately saw Yu Ze's embarrassment and shyness.

In an instant, he felt that it was okay not to wear shorts. After all, someone was more uncomfortable than him: "Help me."

He can do it by himself, but it will cost him a lot of energy and time.

He didn't want to prolong Yu Ze's stay in the room.

Yu Ze made a low hum, lowered his head and stretched out to his waist, his elbows and waist exerted force, and he lifted his waist in coordination.

Yu Ze glanced up, Huo Yuan frowned, and his breathing became significantly heavier. Obviously, this action was a bit difficult for him.

Yu Ze quickly regained his senses and quickly pulled down Huo Yuan's pants. He accidentally touched Huo Yuan's crotch with his fingers. He quickly apologized in a low voice, "I'm sorry."

Huo Yuan didn't speak, Yu Ze continued to pull down in a rush, and the person moved to the end of the bed. After taking it off completely, he shook out his shorts, folded them, and placed them on the right corner of the end of the bed.

He went back to the head of the bed to get the acupuncture needles, and while walking, he inadvertently swept under Huo Yuan's abdomen, and his face turned even redder.

The black zipper pants have no covering effect at all, and even make the originally raised parts appear more three-dimensional, so big.

He bit the tip of his tongue lightly, the slight pain made him nervous, and the embarrassment dissipated a lot. He walked to the position facing Huo Yuan's calf, bent down and stably inserted the first needle.

"It's uncomfortable to tell me in time," he said.

"Do you think it will be uncomfortable now?" Huo Yuan's tone was low, slightly mocking.

Yu Ze muttered in a low voice, "Then why are you suddenly angry in the morning?"

The bed shook slightly, Yu Ze was startled, and looked sideways, Huo Yuan pursed his thin lips, his right hand clenched his fist, and the sheet beside his hand sank slightly.

Yu Ze was about to get the second needle, and bent over. He was so frightened that he quickly stood up straight, with a little helplessness in his eyes.

Huo Yuan closed his eyes and said in a hoarse voice, "Sorry, you continue."

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