Quick Wear: The Rescue Plan of the Male Supporting Actor of the Popular Cannon Fodder

Chapter 372: Saved by a fierce and rough boss

Song Lan noticed that the atmosphere between the two was subtly strange, but she couldn't tell what was strange about it.

However, she was very satisfied that Wen Yang didn't talk to Cheng Zheng, so her eyes softened when she looked at Wen Yang. She instructed, "You should go grind the herbs this morning. I guess you'll need those herbs for the treatment later."

Wen Yang nodded and went to the mortar in the corner to grind the herbs.

At this time, Song Yuan came out and said to Cheng Zheng in the yard: "Mr. Cheng, you can come in. I will give you acupuncture first, and then do the medicinal fumigation and moxibustion later."

Cheng Zheng nodded slightly, stood up from the bamboo chair, and followed Song Yuan into the house.

"Take off your shirt and lie down here." Song Yuan turned around and said to Cheng Zheng, pointing to a wooden platform in the house.

Cheng Zheng took a look and took off his shirt as he was told, revealing his muscular upper body, and lay down on the wooden platform that Song Yuan pointed to.

After Cheng Zheng lay down, Song Yuan took out a row of silver needles that he had sterilized in advance and began to give Cheng Zheng acupuncture.

Time passed minute by minute, and the only sounds in the room could be heard were the faint breathing sounds and the occasional slight noise of silver needles.

Song Yuan was so focused that beads of sweat unknowingly appeared on his forehead.

After an unknown amount of time, Song Yuan finally stopped what he was doing. At this moment, Cheng Zheng's back was pricked like a hedgehog, and even his forehead was pierced with several needles.

"Mr. Cheng, please wait here. Don't move. I'll go out and get the powder. I'll do the fumigation next."

"Yeah." Cheng Zheng responded indifferently.

After a while, Song Yuan came in with the ground medicinal powder. He poured the powder into the fumigation device, lit the fire, and hot steam immediately rose. A strong herbal smell spread in the room.

Cheng Zheng lay quietly on the wooden platform, feeling the heat from the medicine gradually seeping into his body.

It's amazing, after being fumigated like this for a while, his nerves actually felt a little relaxed, and his head didn't seem to feel tense anymore.

"Okay, Mr. Cheng, the fumigation is over, and I've removed all the needles."

It was unknown how long it took before Song Yuan's voice sounded again.

Cheng Zheng heard the sound and slowly opened his eyes.

Unexpectedly, he fell asleep unknowingly during the treatment.

But what is certain is that he did not dream during the time he fell asleep.

And I don’t have a headache when I wake up.

Cheng Zheng slowly sat up and stretched his stiff body.

Song Yuan put a clean towel on the ground and asked, "Mr. Cheng, how do you feel now?"

Cheng Zheng nodded slightly, "It seems to be working. Before, I would have a headache whenever I woke up from falling asleep. I just fell asleep, and now I don't have any headaches."

Hearing this, Song Yuan showed a relieved smile on his face, "That's good, then my treatment method should be suitable for the symptoms. As long as I persist, this headache should be curable."

"Thank you so much, Dr. Song." Cheng Zheng stood up and put on his clothes again.

Song Yuan also walked to the door of the house and opened it.

At this moment, in addition to Song Lan and Wen Yang, there was another man in the yard. Song Yuan recognized him as the man who had been with Cheng Zheng before.

Then Song Yuan turned his gaze to Wen Yang and said, "Come and make a medical record for Mr. Cheng."

Wen Yang nodded and was about to take a step forward when Cheng Zheng walked out of the room. He glanced at everyone with a cold look, then pointed at Zhou Jun and said, "Let the people I brought with me take care of the patient's condition. I don't want to have any personal contact with any woman other than my lover."

Song Yuan was slightly stunned and secretly relieved. He was worried that Song Lan would develop inappropriate feelings for Cheng Zheng, but he didn't expect Cheng Zheng to be so cautious about matters of relationship between men and women.

Now that Cheng Zheng had made his stance clear, he no longer had to worry about Song Lan having any inappropriate thoughts. He nodded and said, "Okay, Mr. Cheng."

Then he turned his gaze to Wen Yang again, "Give the paper and pen for recording to that gentleman."

Wen Yang nodded, handed his pen and paper to Zhou Jun, and then quietly stepped aside.

Because Wen Yang knew that Cheng Zheng had a lover when she was in the rain yesterday, she was not very surprised when she heard the news today.

But Song Lan was different. This was the first time she heard about this. She originally had a little fantasy about Cheng Zheng, but after hearing what Cheng Zheng said, the only remaining fantasy in her heart was completely shattered.

Finally, she stood in the corner, looked up at Cheng Zheng, and shook her head helplessly... She walked to Zhou Jun, told Zhou Jun what to record, and turned back to the house without saying goodbye.

Song Yuan looked at Song Lan, knowing that Song Lan still needed time to digest the news. He didn't say anything and let Song Lan go.

After Zhou Jun finished recording all the conditions, Song Yuan looked over them, nodded, and said, "Today is the first day. From now on, Mr. Cheng will come for treatment at the same time every day."

Cheng Zheng nodded slightly, then asked, "Can I leave today?"

"can."

After getting Song Yuan's affirmation, Cheng Zheng turned around and left the clinic.

After Cheng Zheng left, Wen Yang breathed a sigh of relief, and his tense nerves gradually relaxed.

When she knew that Cheng Zheng had a lover, she would feel inexplicably awkward whenever she got close to him.

Song Yuan glanced at the empty yard and said to Wen Yang, "There shouldn't be anything to do today. Finish grinding that small basket of Chuanqiong and then you can go back."

"it is good."

After Wen Yang agreed, she went to the medicine mortar and ground the herbs for a while. Only after she had ground all the herbs in the small basket of Chuanxiong that Song Yuan mentioned into powder did she stand up and stretch her stiff neck.

Then he said to Song Yuan, "Doctor Song, the Chuanxiong has been completely polished. I'll go back first."

Song Yuan nodded slightly, "Okay, be careful on the road."

Wen Yang walked out of the clinic and looked around vigilantly, but did not see the wretched man from yesterday.

So she breathed a sigh of relief and quickened her pace towards home.

Not long after returning home, Wen Minfang and Yao Xing also came back. She was a little surprised to see Wen Yang got home earlier than her, "Yangyang, you got home earlier than me."

"Not many people came to consult today. After I finished my work, Dr. Song let me come back."

"I see." Wen Minfang said as she put down the things in her hands, took out a letter from her bag, and raised it with a smile: "By the way, Yangyang, I received a letter from your father in the village today."

When Wen Yang heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up.