You Are My Rare Passion Chapter 1259: God’s Will

Ye Xingbei saw the pain in his eyes that had not dissipated, and shivered in distress: "Where is the pain? Why didn't you call a doctor?"

"The old injury has been committed..." Gu Junzhu turned over with difficulty and lay on the bed.

It was just a simple turn over, and the cold sweat ripped through his pajamas.

He woke up in pain for a while.

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

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

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

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

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

He knew it was a man's ridiculous vanity.

But he should have just that.

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

"What should I do?" Thinking of Gu Junzhu's tragic appearance when he was injured last time, Ye Xingbei's eyes suddenly turned red.

"It's fine, you can get me some antipyretics and painkillers," Gu Junzhu said, "it should be fine when the fever subsides."

Since the last time he had an old injury in Fengcheng, Ye Xingbei insisted on giving him a massage every day.

He thinks it works well.

He used to feel that his back muscles were stiff and uncomfortable all the time.

But recently, that feeling has gradually disappeared.

Once the old injury broke out, he had been in pain to death for a long time.

But this time, he felt the pain was within the range he could endure.

He told Ye Xingbei all this. After Ye Xingbei gave him the antipyretic, he immediately massaged him.

He clearly has a fever, and the rest of his body is hot.

Only the back, hard and cold, like a block of iron.

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

After pressing for more than half an hour, the iron-like muscles in his back gradually loosened and gradually became warmer.

Gu Junzhu grabbed her arm with a backhand, "Take a rest, I feel better."

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

"Really," Gu Junzhu dragged her, lay down beside him, turned over, and faced her sideways: "Ye Xingbei, I think my dad is right, you are my lucky star. , because of my old injury, my dad was heartbroken, and he went to all the doctors he could find, but nothing could be done, but I didn't expect you to have a solution, I now believe in the word 'God'."

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

"I can't eat a fat man in one bite," Gu Junzhu said, "It was an old injury, how could it go away so quickly? I think this time my pain is much lighter than before, and the attack time is longer than before. It’s also a lot shorter, so it can be seen that your massage is effective, and maybe if I persist, I can really recover.”

"Hopefully," Ye Xingbei held his hand, "Do you think this medicine is not as effective as the one before? Otherwise, why did it happen again in such a short period of time?"

After knowing that the previous medicine was affecting spermatogenesis, Gu Junzhu went to the doctor for a different medicine.

The doctor who prescribed the medicine to Gu Junzhu apologized repeatedly, saying that because he did not know that Gu Junzhu was married, and that medicine was the first choice for the treatment of Gu Junzhu's old injury, he prescribed that medicine for Gu Junzhu.

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