Two pots of water

Then, when Qin Zui's homeroom teacher called, Jiang Chu was eating with Da Ben in a small restaurant near the company.

The food hadn't been served yet, and the two of them drank a bowl of mutton soup. They usually didn't bother to move and ordered takeaway. Today, they ran out specially to drink something warm.

The call came from an unfamiliar number, Jiang Chu thought it was for business, so he said "Hello" specially.

There were no words there, he was stunned for a while, and his brows frowned slightly: "Is it serious?"

"Fuck, what illegal and criminal business are you doing behind my back?" Da Ben smiled at him.

"Okay, I see, thank you, I'll be there in 10 minutes." Jiang Chu hung up the phone, stood up and scooped up the car keys.

"What's the matter?" Da Ben asked seriously after seeing his posture.

"Qin Zui's ankle is dislocated, and the third hospital is getting a plaster cast." Jiang Chu didn't explain it to him in detail, after all, the head teacher didn't explain it to him in detail, "You eat it, I'll go over there."

"How can you take off your feet... Did he get into a fight with a classmate?" Da Ben grabbed his coat and threw it over, "Do you need to pack it for you?"

"No need." Jiang Chu put on his coat, opened the door and walked out.

"Your brother is going to kill me." Du Miaomiao sat next to Tan Zui, staring at the plaster bandages and protective gear wrapped around his calf from the sole of his foot, muttering softly.

He said this twice.

Tan glanced at him the most, feeling a little helpless: "No."

The symptoms were much better than he had imagined. On the way to the hospital, there was a severe pain for a while, and Tan was still a little unsure whether it was a bone fracture.

After the filming, it turned out to be a dislocation, and it looked a little easier than Liang Xiaojia's father who forcibly knocked his arm off.

"If I were you, my uncle would beat you to death." Du Miaomiao pursed her lips and sighed guiltily.

After all, he was the one who got dislocated, and Tan Zui didn't have the heart to turn to comfort him. He just hooked the corners of his mouth and didn't say anything else.

When Jiang Chu opened the door and came in, he saw Tan Zui's crossed legs. To be honest, he felt what it means to have a sudden numbness in his head.

Knowing that a plaster cast is being applied is not the same as seeing that the leg is really covered.

He himself has never had a plaster cast since he was a child, and he has never put on a Band-Aid.

Watching martial arts movies on TV, someone got dislocated at every turn, and an old man came by the side of the road and broke it with his hands and went back. He always thought that the dislocation was not too serious.

It looks like it's broken.

"Did you two fight?" Jiang Chu frowned when he saw Du Miaomiao squatting next to him with a tense face.

After speaking, he stared at Tan Zui again, pointed to his bandaged leg, and said in disbelief, "You still lost?"

"Why does this sound so unpleasant to me..." Du Miaomiao scratched her face, not knowing whether she should accept this honorable pot.

"No, accident." Tan Zui admired these two people a little bit, one was more able to dream than the other.

Originally, he didn't think it was necessary to inform Jiang Chu to come over, but head teacher Hai Dapang disagreed, so he went to the corridor and made a phone call for a long time, which came quite quickly.

He showed the film to Jiang Chu, and Jiang Chu went to ask the doctor about the situation with the class teacher.

The left ankle was subluxed and the ligaments were slightly strained.

"The ligament is also pulled?" Jiang Chu frowned.

"It's normal. It's the ankle after all. It's fine without any bone damage." The doctor took it for granted. "Yesterday, a student was completely dislocated and his ligament was torn and fractured. The whole foot turned over."

Jiang Chu heard his teeth sore for a while, and confirmed with the doctor again: "Then my brother's bones are really fine, doctor? Take another look, will he be affected in the future?"

"It's okay, he's pretty good at counting. If he doesn't feel right, he didn't walk around." The doctor looked at the film again, "Whether it will be affected in the future depends on the degree of recovery. Don't touch the ground with that foot, don't let it be stressed, don't Knock and bump, don't touch water, don't mention smoking and alcohol, eat lightly, apply ice for the first two days, and then apply heat if there is nothing to do, keep warm, and come back in three or four weeks for a review."

The doctor said a lot in one breath, and after Jiang Chu heard it, he immediately remembered ice compresses and hot compresses.

"Across the plaster?" He confirmed with the doctor again.

"Ah, you still want to take it apart for him?" The doctor recommended a special ice pack for external application of plaster. He also saw that Jiang Chu had no experience in taking care of it, so he patiently talked about the precautions for a long time.

Qin Zui's homeroom teacher Hai Dapang is a very young and skinny bald man, he looks no older than Jiang Chu, and it is probably the first time he has encountered an accident with a student in his class. After explaining to Jiang Chu for a while.

Jiang Chu knew that Tan Zui's dislocation was not a serious problem, so he felt relieved a lot. Seeing Fatty Hai couldn't explain what was going on, he just wiped off his sweat, and comforted him in turn by telling him not to be nervous.

The two returned to the door of the consultation room. Jiang Chu was about to push the door open, but Fatty Hai said again: "So it's inconvenient for Qin Zui's mother to come over, isn't it? You can take Tan Zui back to rest first later, the afternoon I will ask for leave for him during class, and you can contact me later if you need anything.”

Jiang Chu was stunned when he heard the words "Qin's most mother", and asked Fatty Hai: "Have you contacted his mother?"

"Yes, and then she seemed to be busy and couldn't find time, so she said to contact Tan Zui's brother first, and I will ask Tan Zui for your phone number." Fatty Hai said.

Jiang Chu nodded, said nothing, and pushed the door open.

There was only Du Miaomiao next to Qin when he came here just now, now Gao Xia and Lu Yao are also there.Lu Yao sniffed at Tan Zui's plaster leg. Tan Zui was transferring money to Gao Xia, and there was an extra pair of crutches beside him.

"Brother." Seeing Jiang Chu coming in, they greeted each other.

"Why didn't I see you two just now?" Jiang Chu said.

"I paid for Tan Zui's medicine and rented a pair of crutches by the way. She just arrived." Gao Xia smiled, and tapped on Tan Min's leg, "Brother, make more bone soup for him in the past few days." That’s fine, when I was a child I had a broken bone and my mother poured me all day long, and I felt like I was running all over the place within a few days.”

Jiang Chu smiled and said "OK", and asked Tan Zui's foot, "Does it hurt?"

"It's okay." Qin Zui said.

Jiang Chu nodded, raised his finger to Du Miaomiao: "Come out."

Du Miaomiao originally thought about asking Jiang Chu to hold a parent-teacher meeting for him, but don't think about it now, Hai Dapang is the class teacher of Qin Zui, and he also teaches the language of their class, so he has to speak on the podium. I've met Jiang Chu, and Jiang Chu will have to reveal his secrets as soon as he goes there.

He honestly told Jiang Chu the whole process of Tan Zui's dislocation, apologized, and promised Jiang Chu to take good care of Qin Zui at school, ran errands for him to buy food, helped him to the toilet, and then put Qin Zui in his bag. Handed the shoe bag to Jiang Chu.

"You can live on your own." Jiang Chuting took the bag helplessly, and slapped Du Miaomiao lightly on the back of the head with the other hand. Du Miaomiao rubbed the back of the head and shrunk her mouth.

The three children were taken back to class by Fatty Hai, and Jiang Chu took Qin Zuo home.

At first, he was thinking about whether Tan Zui had just wrapped his legs and was not proficient, so he should get a wheelchair, but Tan Zui directly moved the car up with a crutch.

Journeyman.

Jiang Chu raised his eyebrows and helped him to fasten his seat belt.

When he went around to the driver's seat to get into the car again, Tan Zui took a cigarette in his mouth and was rubbing the lighter to ignite.

"Provocative?" Jiang Chu stretched out his hand to pull it out for him, holding it in his mouth, "Why didn't you just smoke it in the hospital."

"One is fine." Tan Zui looked at the corner of Jiang Chu's mouth, which was sipping a cigarette.

"Half of it won't work." Jiang Chukong flicked on Tan Zui's protective gear with one hand, "Do you know that this is an ankle? You rely on this for all your strength. If you don't recover well, you can cry for the rest of your life. Still have to limp and cry."

Qin Zui didn't insist, and turned his head to look out the window.

Jiang Chu glanced at him again: "Is it still painful?"

Tan Zui turned to look at him, shook the knee on his right leg, and returned Jiang Chu's words: "This is the ankle."

"Fuck." Jiang Chu cursed with a smile, looking at Tan Zui's feet still felt a little distressed.

He knew that this kid could bear it, there was nothing on his face, and if he wanted to smoke as soon as he got in the car, it must be in severe pain.

After thinking about it, he said to Tan Zui again, "One bite?"

Tan Zui looked at him, and just about to speak, Jiang Chu said again: "Call me brother."

"You..." Tan didn't know what to say for a moment.

"Shout or not?" Jiang Chu looked at the intersection ahead that was about to jump red, and moved the corners of his mouth happily, pointing the cigarette butt in Tan Zui's direction.

Tan Zui felt that it was not his ankle that caused his nerve pain, but this wild brother.

"Brother." He called out helplessly.

"That's good." Jiang Chu smiled with satisfaction. The moment the car stopped at the red light, he tilted his head to take down the cigarette, and Chong Tanzui puffed out his cheeks.

Qin Zui was taken aback for a moment, staring at him in disbelief.

"Give you a breath of immortal energy, keep on living." Jiang Chu was amused by Tan Zui's eyes, said so, and then lowered the car window, blowing away this "immortal energy".

"...is sick." Tan Zui really convinced him, squinting his eyes and turning his head to stare out the window, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch.

With such a head start, Jiang Chu's "Shouting Brother" transaction could not be stopped immediately.

Qin got out of the car to grab a crutch and called for brother.

You have to change your shoes when you enter the house, so call me brother.

Jiang Chu took the initiative to get him a glass of water, and asked Tan Zui to call him brother.

"Is this going to be forced to buy and sell?" Tan Zui never expected Jiang Chu to be so bored, and leaned on the sofa to look at him boredly.

"I like to hear it, you can just shout, now I will give you a leg if I beat you." Jiang Chu put the cup in Tan's hand, turned and went to the bedroom.

He was really happy, with a kind of joy that he couldn't resist while holding Tan Zui in his hands.

"You wait until the day I remove the plaster." Tan Zui said softly while drinking water.

"You should first think about how to take your pants off." Jiang Chu heard this, and came out with a pair of loose beach pants, and a large pair of scissors in the other hand.

"What?" Qin frowned the most.

"Cut your pants." Jiang Chu squatted in front of the sofa to study. Before Qin Zui put on the plaster cast, the trouser legs had been opened, but it was not loose enough. With the plaster bandage and protective gear, at least he had to cut the trousers down to his knees to take off the trousers. .

"I'll do it myself." Tan Zui reached for his scissors.

Jiang Chu opened his hand.

"Brother." Tan Zui shouted.

"Now I'm self-conscious." Jiang Chu couldn't help laughing, squatting was not easy, so he simply sat on the ground with his legs crossed, and pressed Tan Zui's hips to block him back, "It's not easy. do not move."

He put Tan Zui's injured leg on the small leather stool, rubbed it up along the calf, and thought about taking off the trouser leg.

Tan Zui was leaning on his back, looking down from his perspective, Jiang Chu was sitting between his legs, with a serious expression on his face, and... very serious hands.

He exhaled from his chest, turned his head to look at the balcony, and covered his waist with the beach shorts he had on hand.