One Hundred Days of Hidden Marriage: Young Emperor, spoiled by heaven!

Long Muyun squinted his eyes and looked at Zhuang Chuchu suspiciously: "What's wrong with your feet?"

"Ah? My foot...it's okay, I accidentally bumped it just now." Zhuang Chuchu withdrew her injured foot.

Long Muyun ignored Zhuang Chuchu's explanation, picked up Zhuang Chuchu, walked towards his car, and let Zhuang Chuchu fight in his arms.

"Long Muyun, let me down, Ziyuan is still waiting for me." Zhuang Chuchu kept patting Long Muyun.

"Sit here obediently and don't move around." Long Muyun put Zhuang Chuchu on the passenger seat, carefully fastened her seat belt, and closed the car door.

"Come to the entrance of the underground parking lot and take a lady surnamed Zhou home." After Long Muyun took out his mobile phone and arranged things properly, he drove to the hospital.

Long Muyun drove fast all the way, wishing he could drive to the hospital in no time, the car stopped slowly after several intersections, Long Muyun opened the window, gently carried Zhuang Chuchu out, and went straight to the outpatient clinic Department to go.

This pair of dazzling people, Long Muyun's handsome, Zhuang Chuchu's beauty, attracted a lot of nympho along the way, "Wow, that boy is really handsome!" Little nurse A's eyes were full of love.

"That girl is so happy, I also want such a husband." Little nurse B looked at them shyly.

"Hello, we're going to the orthopedics department." Long Muyun said the number skillfully.

"The orthopedics department goes to the third floor." The little nurse stamped a stamp on the form, pointing to the right to indicate the floor.

"Long Muyun, I'm really fine, just go back to the hotel and apply ice." Zhuang Chuchu blushed, seeing the little nurse's reaction along the way made people really shy.

Looking at this shy little girl, Long Muyun couldn't help but relax a little from the anxiety in his heart: "No, let the doctor take a good look, so I can rest assured."

Arriving at the third floor, Long Muyun swept his eyes over each of the house numbers, and instantly locked on to the target.He walked straight over, knocked on the door politely, and walked in.

The doctor saw the man walking in holding a shy girl in his arms and instantly understood everything.

"What's the matter, what's the discomfort?" The doctor pushed the glasses.

Zhuang Chuchu broke free from Long Muyun's arms, limped to the doctor, pointed at her ankle and said softly, "I accidentally sprained my ankle."

The doctor rolled up his sleeves and carefully looked at the swollen ankle of Lao Gao: "Little girl, your ankle is bruised, you sprained really badly."

Long Muyun frowned and clenched his fists unconsciously: "Will this leave sequelae? Can it be cured?" A series of questions were thrown to the doctor.

The doctor pushed his glasses and glanced at Long Muyun: "Young man, help me support her, don't let her move around."

Long Muyun hurried up and hugged Zhuang Chuchu tightly, only to see the doctor stabbing his bruised ankle with a needle, Zhuang Chuchu trembled in pain, Long Muyun stroked Zhuang Chuchu's head distressedly.

After applying the medicine, the little nurse handed it to Zhuang Chuchu and smiled: "Your husband really loves you, so happy."

Zhuang Chuchu shook her head again and again, "No, you misunderstood."

The doctor looked at Long Muyun with a smile: "I see you are nervous, it's just a sprained ankle, just take the medicine and it will be fine, you take it too seriously."

Long Muyun lowered his head and murmured: "Because of love, my heart aches!"

The voice just fell into Zhuang Chuchu's ears, and Zhuang Chuchu's face turned red instantly when she heard it.