Small saccharin

Zhuang Jiuxi fell all over the place, but was finally carried out.

At this time, he was lying on the big bed in the bedroom, beating his chest and feet to Bai Youlin next to him, and complained bitterly: "Son, you have to believe that Dad didn't fall down carelessly by himself. I suspect that evil god heard about us. I want to mess with him, so I took the opportunity to plot against your father!"

"Youyu, you have to practice hard to avenge your father!"

Bai Youlin made a face, "Oh."

It was perfunctory.

Zhuang Jiuxi was furious: "You don't believe in Dad?"

Bai Youlin ran away with his head in his arms, and said while running to hide: "You should sue your spiritual father, I can't help it!"

"You don't need to say, my spiritual father must have decided to avenge me long ago!" Zhuang Jiuxi shouted.

As soon as I looked up, I saw the "spiritual father" walking in with a cold face, carrying a first-aid kit, and his body was quite terrifying.

The little brat shrank his neck immediately, and said in a low voice: "Brother Gui, you have to believe me, there must be an evil god plotting against me, how could I be so stupid as to fall out by myself..."

Shen Yunxi's lazy voice sounded: "Believe me, with your injury, we will not be able to go underground for at least a month, it must be the evil god's conspiracy, or could it be you who fell on purpose. "

At first glance, it sounded like an explanation for him, but upon closer inspection...

Zhuang Jiuxi was furious: "Old bastard, you are mocking me!"

Shen Yunqi let out a snort, which made the little boy want to explode again.

Mr. Li Gui shielded Shen Yunqi, took another look at Zhuang Jiuxi, and said softly, "Don't make noise, let me see the injury."

The little boy's injury was on his ankle, and when he was touched by his big cold hand, he immediately dodged sensitively, but the severe pain in his ankle made him unable to move, so he could only groan: "It hurts..."

There was a heavy bruise on the protruding part of the ankle, surrounded by pale pink swelling. Mr. Li Gui checked it around, and his voice slowly sank, "A sprain."

He applied an ice pack to cool down, then applied medicine to bandage it, and finally raised his eyes to the self-inflicted brat, and asked, "Where else is injured?"

Zhuang Jiuxi tried to move around.

It seemed that his arm was also affected when he fell to the ground due to inertia. He raised his right hand and felt a little weak, but it didn't hurt very much, and it didn't seem like he had suffered a serious injury.

Just to be cautious, he also tried to hold the phone in his hand, it was fine, there was no big problem.

The little boy was afraid that his arms would be wrapped into zongzi like his ankles, so he hurriedly said, "No, just a little pain in the feet, and the rest of the place is not broken!"

After finishing speaking, he deliberately changed the subject, "Brother Gui, I'm hungry, I want to eat crayfish!"

Mr. Li Gui slowly got up and walked out.

Not long after, he came back with a bowl of porridge and a plate of buns.

Zhuang Jiuxi immediately expressed displeasure, "It's not a serious injury for me, I don't need to pay attention to my diet, Brother Gui, go down the mountain and buy me some crayfish..."

Mr. Li Gui was expressionless: "There is no crayfish, not only today, but I also told your son that your recipe for the next week will be porridge."

The little boy turned into petrification, and screamed: "Brother Gui, you are purely taking revenge. What did I do wrong to be retaliated by you like this!"

Mr. Li Gui looked at him condescendingly, and said lightly: "As your spiritual father, I have the right to control your diet."

Zhuang Jiu analyzed:? ? ?

Then he just watched the other party walk away.

"Why do you always feel that there is something in Brother Gui's words?"

Zhuang Jiuxi had an incredulous expression on his face. If he heard correctly, he was still a little bit weird?

Depend on!His ghost brother seems to have learned badly from Shen Yunqi's mocking face!

He fell asleep in the broken thoughts of grief and indignation.

The next day, Zhuang Jiuxi received a gift:

--wheelchair.

He was lying on the bed, one foot was wrapped into a rice dumpling and he couldn't move, he could only stare at the fresh thing on the ground, feeling his face was blurred by Shen Yunqi's red fruit's malicious ridicule.

Zhuang Jiu was so angry that he wanted to hit someone.

"Why are you angry, don't you want to broadcast live?"

Shen Yunqi said lazily: "How do you live broadcast without a wheelchair, lying on the bed without moving?"

Zhuang Jiuxi was furious: "Then I have to thank you for your thoughtfulness? Why don't you just tell me the paid leave, then I can directly hang up the sign of being injured and asking for leave!"

"if you are willing to……"

"Forget it, I'll broadcast it live."

Zhuang Jiuxi immediately rejected the man's malicious invitation. He got up, limped into the wheelchair, lay back, and looked like a dead pig not afraid of boiling water, "Push me to the front to live broadcast! I am a generation Mingjun, who has worked hard to heal, how can he give up his job because of a small injury?"

A man's low laughter came from behind him.

But before the little brat became angry, Shen Yunqi pushed his wheelchair out cooperatively.

Not to mention... It's quite comfortable to sit in a wheelchair without walking on your own!

In just an hour, Zhuang Jiuxi was really fond of his wheelchair.

Even if the netizens couldn't understand his appearance and asked him to stand up and take a few steps, anchor Zhuang refused without hesitation.

"No, I won't get up even if I die in a wheelchair today!"

He rejected the fans' advice, and then told the man behind him: "Aiqing, push me to the imperial dining room. The broken porridge yesterday was too bad to drink. I fell asleep hungry."

I couldn't see behind him in the live broadcast room, but I could hear the sound of a wheelchair being pushed, and I was suddenly curious.

【Who is the person pushing the wheelchair? 】

[In this haunted house, apart from our stubborn Zhuang, is there a second person who can live in it? 】

[The key is Zhuang Zhuang's attitude...it sounds so intimate. 】

"Kindling with a ghost!"

Zhuang Jiuxi coughed twice, but he couldn't just say that the big boss who paid my wages was serving me behind him, so he said in a strange way: "Yes... it's Miss Bang, don't be silly, now it's Bang Bang! A sister is serving me!"

That's right, Lao Wangba still has a vest to tell me!

Although it's embarrassing to overturn in online dating, as long as he doesn't take the initiative to tell the outside world, who will know?

Thinking about it this way, Zhuang Jiuxi suddenly felt guilty, and he was quite righteous, "That's right, Miss Bang heard that I was injured and ran to take care of me overnight. We have met each other many times, are you stupid? !"

Netizen: ? ? ?

【What?Our Zhuangzhuang and Miss Sister are online dating now? ! 】

【no!Zhuangzhuang, you are still young, and your mother does not allow you to fall in love early! ! ! 】

[Puppy love 1 is not allowed! 】

Zhuang Jiuxi looked at this group of confused "mother fans", and said angrily, "I'm in my twenties, and I fell in love with a ghost...ah no, whoever said we were in love, don't spread rumors!"

Behind him, the man's short laughter can be vaguely heard.

Zhuang Jiuxi felt even worse, as if he had dug a hole for himself to jump into.

He decided to suspend the live broadcast for an hour, and let this group of impure-minded guys reflect for a while.

He raised his hand and pressed the close button, but his arm was still a little weak after resting all night, Zhuang Jiuxi shook it vigorously, then he barely lifted it up and pressed it down.

"Your hands are uncomfortable?"

It was clearly just a moment of jerkyness, but Shen Yunqi was keenly aware of the strangeness.

Zhuang Jiuxi only felt that his wrist was held by a big hand, and then the man's fingertips spread up inch by inch, as if looking for the injured place.

He raised his head subconsciously, and looked at the man's radiant purple eyes.

At that moment, he saw Shen Yunqi's gaze, which was never serious before, completely different from the usual sarcasm or malice, just purely caring...

Zhuang Jiuxi felt himself being burned.

He retracted his wrist instinctively, and blurted out: "It's all right...it's just that I'm hungry and have no strength."

Shen Yunqi chuckled, lowered his head slowly, and said teasingly: "Your ghost brother expressly forbids you to only drink porridge for a week, and wants me to give you a small stove. Do you want to bribe me?"

Zhuang Jiuxi is still more used to his inconspicuous appearance.

He breathed a sigh of relief, blinked, and suggested, "Then I'll play games with you after dinner?"

Shen Yunqi asked slowly, "Accompany me to lose points?"

Zhuang Jiu analyzed his face, and said righteously: "You and Brother Gui are one person. Isn't it normal for one personality to make me hungry and the other personality to take care of the aftermath? How can you ask for compensation!"

He rolled his eyes, took Shen Yunqi's hand, and said in a low voice: "Besides, it's fine if we don't tell him."

Shen Yunqi gave him a meaningful look, and said, "Okay, then I'll take care of the aftermath for him."

"Okay, I want to eat spicy crayfish!"

Zhuang Jiuxi immediately became elated.

Of course he didn't know... The memories of Shen Yunqi and Mr. Li Gui are interlinked.

Shen Yunqi knew, but he wouldn't tell him, how could he not take advantage of such a good opportunity, he thought happily.

In terms of cheating himself, Mr. Shen is always at the forefront.

After lunch, the two of them nestled on the sofa and played games again. As a salted fish, this was simply the happiest time.

Except that it is annoying when I can't raise my hand occasionally.

Shen Yunqi glanced at him and asked, "Does your hand hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt, it's just that I can't lift it up, I can't use my strength. It should have fallen yesterday. It will be fine after two days of rest. It's not a big problem."

Zhuang Jiuxi didn't care, just lowered his head and buried himself in the game.

Shen Yunqi said quietly: "If you can't lift your wrist, it should be a sign of dislocation."

Bang-!

Zhuang Jiuyi shook his hand and was beaten to death. He raised his head blankly, looked at Shen Yunqi stupidly, and asked hesitantly: "No way... won't dislocation hurt and swell, I should It's not that serious, is it?"

He can eat, drink, and play games with his hands, but he can't lift it up, maybe he's dislocated, right?

Shen Yunqi glanced at him meaningfully, and said, "You still have fox ears, can you be like a normal person?"

He made a phone call, and not long after, Dr. Li rushed over with various medical equipment.

Looking at the movable X-ray machine, Zhuang Jiuxi was stunned, "Should I be so exaggerated!"

"Mr. Zhuang, please cooperate with our work."

Several doctors surrounded him with serious faces, one was checking his shoulder and the other was checking his calf, and some were busy adjusting the machine, as if they were treating critically ill patients.

After a while, the results came out.

Shen Yunqi was sitting in the distance smoking a cigarette calmly, without even looking at the report Dr. Li handed over, he asked lazily, "Dislocated?"

Dr. Li said, "It's not...it's a broken shoulder."

Shen Yunqi paused for a moment while smoking, and looked suspiciously at the client Zhuang Jiuxi, "...Bone fracture?"

You told me that the brat kicked himself into a bone fracture, and then there was no delay in live broadcasting, eating, and playing games?

Does he not hurt?