Kanagawa Taoist College Students

After dinner, Li Xuehao changed his clothes, and he sorted himself down a little more. It became more spiritual, and then he went out with the island.

I didn't go to the hospital last night to see the future father-in-law, Shimao Mishima. The two were prepared to go, but the island had to call and let them go today, so they had to postpone it to this day.

In the Matsuo General Hospital, Li Xuehao bought a bag of fresh fruit and some gifts. Under the leadership of the island, he went to the ward of Miyajima.

This is a single-person ward with plenty of space, a bedroom like a home, a special bathroom, and even another bed in the room, which is supposed to be prepared for the family with the patient.

When Li Xuehao came in, he saw Ms. Shimao’s three-and-a-half leaning on the hospital bed. His face was quite normal. There was no pale morbidity. However, his posture was strangely leaning against the bed. It is estimated that the waist is really inappropriate. .

On the chair next to the bed, a beautiful woman with glasses was holding a book and looking at it. She looked very focused, even if she heard the door opening, she did not look up.

However, from the exquisite side face and chin, there is also a very full body and fashionable dress. Li Xuehao recognizes it at a glance, and it is a color coat of the island.

"Dad, mother." The island was first opened by Gui, and the relatives went to read the island's colorful clothes.

Mudaoyi looked up at the two men, closed the book, and stood up from the chair: "You are coming from Gui, Hao Er." Because of his height, there is a meter of seven or eight, and she puts on high heels. There is a full eight meters. Even if you stand by the expensive side of the island, you can't be much shorter.

"Auntie in a colorful dress, good evening." Li Xuehao greeted politely, this is the future mother-in-law, must maintain enough respect.

"Hey, don't you see someone in poor bed lying in the bed?" Halfway between the head of the bed, Shimao Izumi saw the three people talking and neglecting him, saying with a dissatisfied tone.

"Xiong Sanshu, isn't it a big problem?" Li Xuehao can't be too scornful to him. This is the future father-in-law, carrying fruit and gifts on the table next to the bed.

"It's already pretty good, Koji, you have a heart." Yukio Mishima looked at his gift on the table, and his face was more intense.

"Right, Xiong Sanshu, I heard that you are injured at the waist?" Li Xuehao asked this question is definitely not to expose his scars, but to try his best.

"That..." When Shimashima was three times, he got up and didn't know what to say. On the side of the island, the color coat turned around and looked away. It seemed that I didn't hear what he said. Only the island was flushed with expensive face, probably thinking of the reason for her father's hand.

"Xiong Sanshu, I will have a little massage technique. How can I help you massage? It will be a lot easier." Li Xuehao only said that he did not know the reason for the injury.

"Thank you, Hao Er, but I have recovered almost. I can be discharged from hospital after two days." Because of his guilty conscience, Miyajima is really embarrassed to face someone who might become his son-in-law.

Li Xuehao guessed why he was ashamed of his teeth, but he did not give up and continued to sell: "Xiong Sanshu, my massage technique is really good, it should speed up your recovery, maybe you can be discharged tomorrow."

"Dad, let Hao Er try it." Although the island is blushing, I believe that someone will not harm his father, but also want someone to try to make a good impression in front of their parents.

"Try it, Xiong San, Hao Er is not an outsider." The side of the island color clothing also recovered from the stupid state, so calmly said.

"That... try it." Mujima Mishima no longer refused. Both women in the family agreed. He was on the weak side, but tried to cover up the cause of the injury. "I am not good." It’s obvious that you can’t move things that are so heavy, but you have to try it, oh... it’s hurt.”

I found such a seemingly reliable excuse for myself, and I heard that the face of the island was red again, and the island’s colorful clothes turned his head to one side.

“Ho, how do you do it?” asked Miyajima, who seemed to want to move his body to match his massage.

"Xiong Sanshu, you can't move." Li Xuehao sat down at the bed, pressed his shoulders, and reached into his back while opening his sick suit.

“Is it okay?” Miyajima Yuki is curious, is there really no problem with massage?

"Yes, there is no need to have too much action." Li Xuehao is mainly afraid that he will have a sprained waist. In fact, even if you don't need a massage, you can touch any place on him, but it is too exaggerated.

Listen to him saying that the island is no longer moving.

"Then I have to start." Li Xuehao gently pressed his lower back with five fingers.

Nakajima did not feel anything uncomfortable. He nodded and motioned that he could start.

Li Xuehao held his skin with five fingers, and the aura penetrated into the body, while not swaying five fingers, to show that he was actually massage.

On the edge of the island, the mother and daughter of Guihe and the island looked at his movements and stood quietly.

For a while, Li Xuehao secretly repaired his injured place with aura, and then asked: "How do you feel, male uncle?"

"Really... it seems a lot better." Yukio Mishima is not sure if he is really much better, but he feels very comfortable, and even if there is no effect, he will try to say good things.

"It’s better to try to move it yourself?" Li Xuehao suggested. He had already checked the physical condition of Miyajima Mishima. In fact, his waist injury was not as easy as he said, and he could be discharged after two days. It’s a joke, or it’s going to be judged by a quack.

The injury on his waist was not caused twice, but the strain that occurred under long-term accumulation. It may not have been shown so fast, but perhaps the last time the battle was too "violent", so one Carefully twisted to the bones and muscles, the accumulated damage broke out in a brain.

“Move, move?” Miyajima Yuki is very aware of his injuries. Although he was hospitalized for a few days, he did not improve. As for the two days he said he was discharged from the hospital, but he was comforting his daughter. In fact, he was very scared, because even if he had a slight movement in the past few days, he would feel a sting in the waist.

"Yes, Xiong Sanshu, after I massaged, at least not so painful." Li Xuehao checked his body, naturally knowing what he is and knowing what he is worried about.