"What are you doing? Stop it! ”

As soon as Doctor Song came in, he saw Yan Mu, who was "blindly pressing" on Bo Junxiao's leg, and immediately snorted angrily, "Who are you?" How can you press it randomly! ”

Random presses?

Yan Mu's hand paused slightly, and his eyes flashed.

She just used the massage posture to infuse a little aura into Bo Junxiao's body. Looking at Bo Junxiao's reaction, she knew that the aura had an effect on him.

When she infused her mother with aura that day, she found that it took too much energy to infuse people with aura, and she was afraid that she would be as tired as that time.

Therefore, when infusing Bo Junxiao with aura, Yan Mu paid special attention to carefully infusing it little by little at an extremely soothing speed.

"Who is this? Who allowed her to give Bo Shao a massage? ”

Doctor Song was very anxious, staring at Zhou Qiang angrily and asking, his eyes full of condemnation.

He is Bo Junxiao's personal doctor, and he has been responsible for Bo Junxiao's illness in the past few years, and he still understands the situation of Bo Junxiao's legs very well.

These legs have long been considered useless, a toxin that he can't study has eroded the bones and nerves of his legs.

If there is no effective method, if it goes on like this, not only the legs, but also the place of Bo Junxiao's body, and even the normal ability of men...... will be destroyed!

The most important thing is that, judging from this spread, Bo Junxiao will not live past the age of forty.

In this case, as Bo Junxiao's personal doctor, how could he allow someone to give Bo Junxiao such an unprofessional massage?!

"Doctor Song,"

Without waiting for Zhou Qiang to speak, Bo Junxiao slowly opened his eyes, glanced at Yan Mu, who had a calm and calm face, and then looked at Doctor Song and said, "I asked her to massage, and I feel okay with her press!" ”

"Oh?"

Dr. Song was stunned.

Yan Mu was silent, and gently pressed it for Bo Junxiao.

Wisps of aura poured into Bo Junxiao's body little by little, Bo Junxiao closed his eyes again, his frowning long eyebrows slowly soothed, his breathing became more and more stable, and then ......

Fall asleep!

Yan Mu couldn't help but quietly hook the corners of his lips.

"Young Master asleep?"

Steward Chen said in a very low voice in surprise.

You must know that the young master's leg hurts in the middle of the night, and he often can't sleep because of the pain, even if the severe pain passes, the young master can't sleep well.

"This is the ...... It's not standardized! ”

Doctor Song has been paying attention to Yan Mu's massage, after all, Bo Junxiao said that this kind of pressing feels good, and he still thinks it is some kind of traditional Chinese medicine technique circulated among the people......

But it's obviously nothing special!

Then why did Bo Junxiao say that it was okay...... Dr. Song couldn't think of a reason.

Inadvertently, seeing Yan Mu in a flash, Dr. Song's eyes suddenly became a little clear.

This little girl is very beautiful.

It's not ordinarily beautiful, this skin is really watery, and a pair of eyes are as watery as if they are holding water, and the water is rippling......

Such a girl, with the pots of verdant and pleasant rhododendrons at the head of the bed, is as pleasing to the eye as a painting!

The young master thinks that this child's massage is okay because he looks at the beautiful person, right?!

Dr. Song feels like he's finally found the cause.

The room was quiet, only the sound of water dripping gently on the small rockery of the water feature over there sounded like a soothing and relaxing soft song.

After such a silence, Dr. Song suddenly seemed to feel something, took a few deep breaths, and his eyes fell on the pots of rhododendrons almost at the same time.