After seven years of marriage, I live in the Shura field every day

The sky is blue and the earth is vast.

At this time, he can only think of the combination of 'kidney deficiency' in the words that have been tempered for 5000 years in China.

Le Xingguang really wanted to tear his mouth out.

The cool artist personality that has been created for so long was broken in an instant.

The small pond next to it seems to be the tears of Le Xingguang.

Fortunately in the misfortune, the male god didn't care. He suppressed a smile as if he couldn't hear him, and asked again: "Can you still stand up?"

Le Xingguang tried to use force, but was paralyzed again: "No, it may be down to the waist, let me sit here for a while."

Gou Nanren shook his head: "In this weather, if you sit here for a while, you'll catch a cold. I'll take you to the school infirmary."

She stuffed the book in her hand to Le Xingguang, hooked her legs and hugged him easily.

Le Xingguang froze all over.

Why so close all of a sudden? !

Is my heart beating too loudly? !

ah!Archimedes!Da Vinci!Can anyone tell me why Muse's arms are so hot?

"Will my waist hurt like this?" Gou Nanren suddenly asked in a low voice.

"No." Le Xingguang whispered.

Then I realized that my current situation is really not good. The protagonist of other idol dramas is delicate and soft, and the princess is very beautiful when hugged, but now he is at most like a liquid cat.

In order to restore his image, Le Xingguang stayed upright in Gou Nanren's arms.

An elegant prince cannot bend his back.

Gou Nanren asked for a moment, and said with a smile, "It's very difficult for me like this, why don't you wrap your arms around my neck."

Le Xingguang: "Okay."

Then quickly hooked the male god's neck and curled up into a limp ball.

The students watching next door let out a sound of surprise, but Le Xingguang no longer had the energy to pay attention.

Because the perfume that Gou Nanren sprayed on the collar immediately invaded the tip of Le Xingguang's nose.

Not choking.

It also smells fresh and nice.

Le Xingguang couldn't help but sniffed.

"What's wrong?" A deep voice rang above his head, "Did you catch a cold?"

"No." Le Xingguang immediately held his breath.

The screaming chicken in my heart couldn't help clucking:

Why is the male god so gentle! !

Gou Nanren said, "I'll get you a dress later."

After finishing speaking, he looked at the perpetrator standing next to him: "You are the classmate who hit someone, please come with us to the school infirmary."

The perpetrator was not very happy: "Just touch it lightly, and you can just go and rest for a while."

Gou Nanren's eyes were like knives on the perpetrator's body, and he said word by word: "If there is anything wrong, you need to be diagnosed by a professional doctor. Please this classmate come with us."

After all, the perpetrator was just a student. He had never seen such a sharp person as Gou Nanren, and he was immediately scared, pushing his bicycle and following behind.

Le Xingguang nestled in Gou Nanren's arms, receiving the attention of the public along the way.

But he didn't care at all, and he had even thought about the location of the first kiss.

When I arrived at the school infirmary, I still didn't wake up.

Gou Nanren put the person on the treatment bed: "Why do you look at me, is it still hurting somewhere?"

"No," Le Xingguang recovered, his ears turned red, "I was thinking about Michelangelo just now."

There is usually no one in the school doctor's office, and the doctors are too busy to panic, and there is no place to display the whole-body medical skills they have learned in the past ten years of reading and regular training.

At this time, seeing a patient coming in sideways, he hurriedly greeted the nurse: "Quick! Put on the rescue equipment! Get ready for cardiopulmonary resuscitation!"

Le Xingguang poked his head out with difficulty: "Doctor, my leg is injured."

The doctor was a little disappointed: "Ah... I didn't lose consciousness...."

The doctor came over with a small hammer, and tried to see if Le Xingguang responded: "The bouncing reaction is okay."

"Follow me into the physical therapy room." The doctor turned around and ordered.

There is only a small bed in the physiotherapy room, and it seems that a slap on the palm can raise half a foot of dust.

Le Xingguang was wearing a beige windbreaker, which looked very dusty. He didn't want to stand up and there were two dusty marks on his buttocks. He moved slowly, wanting to sit on a less dirty place on the edge.

"Don't move around," Gou Nanren wrapped his arms around his shoulders, "don't wait to fall."

Le Xingguang froze all of a sudden.

The doctor sat next to him: "Let me see where you hit."

Le Xingguang lifted up his trousers, a large area of ​​redness and swelling appeared on his knees, obviously the impact was severe.

Gou Nanren's hand holding his shoulder tightened a little more: "Does it hurt?"

Le Xingguang shook his head: "No feeling?"

The doctor squeezed up the red and swollen area, and suddenly asked, "Have you been injured before?"

Le Xingguang reacted: "What you touched should be a surgical scar. I had a car accident before, and I'm still recovering."

The doctor touched it again: "There should be no major problem, just neuromuscular paralysis. If you can't recover after a massage, then send it to a major hospital."

Gou Nanren's hand loosened: "Thanks for your hard work."

"I'm not working hard, you're just working hard," the doctor waved at Gou Nanren, "Come here, I'll teach you how to massage, and if you have nothing to do, massage more often."

Le Xingguang immediately frowned: "No...no need, I can do it myself,"

How can he let the male god give him a massage.

If he really pressed it today, he might not want to take a bath for a week.

Gou Nanren had already walked to the side of the doctor, took off his coat and squatted down, carefully smoothed Le Xingguang's trousers, and then folded them again: "You say."

Le Xingguang couldn't shrink back, so he could only say dumbfounded: "I can do it myself."

But no one in the room was going to listen to him.

According to the doctor's instructions, Gou Nanren pressed Le Xingguang's calf to his knee inch by inch, and then pressed his knee to his thigh.

There was a twisted and hideous scar, and Le Xingguang blocked it with his hand: "No, it didn't hit it."

Gou Nanren pulled it back: "Don't move, it's not healed yet, why are you so disobedient as a patient."

It was as if the two of them were playing a doctor-patient game.

Le Xingguang's fair face instantly flushed red.

From the ankle to the back of the waist, Le Xingguang's lower|half|body was touched almost once before Dr. Gou said mercifully, "It's done."

Le Xingguang bounced up in an instant, tidying up his messy clothes and pants.

The school doctor said: "It may still hurt tonight. If you really can't stand it, you can go to the doctor who usually rehabilitates you tomorrow."

Le Xingguang complied obediently.

The perpetrator who had been standing at the door was already pushing his bicycle: "Can I go?"

Gou Nanren stopped the perpetrator: "You heard it just now, it may hurt tonight, you paid for the painkiller first."

The perpetrator took a step back: "Why, isn't it hurting now?"

Gou Nanren squeezed his fist and made a crackling sound.

Le Xingguang also heard the voice inside, and whispered: "Senior brother, I'm fine, don't be impulsive."

Gou Nanren responded in a warm voice: "I know, handle it in a civilized manner."

But there was no warmth in the eyes that looked at the perpetrator.

If it is not a society ruled by law now, Gou Nanren probably will assassinate him in the next second.

The perpetrator: "Doctor! Where to pay! I want a monthly subscription!"

After the perpetrator paid the money, he didn't dare to confront Gou Nanren, and asked out of breath, "Can I go?"

Gou Nanren stretched out his hand: "Take a photo of his ID card. If he has any sequelae in the future, I will come to you."

After completing a whole series of tasks, the perpetrators were released.

Le Xingguang shook his still numb legs: "You don't have to..."

Gou Nanren knelt down and continued to massage, his voice changed a bit: "Does it hurt?"

"Don't be nervous," Le Xingguang said calmly, "I have been in a car accident before, and this situation is normal."

Gou Nanren seemed to realize his gaffe, and quickly lowered his head again: "I mean a car accident."

Gou Nanren asked again: "Does it hurt?"

Le Xingguang nodded honestly: "It hurts."

The bone marrow pain, Le Xingguang will never forget the feeling of powerlessness when he just recovered.

But the most difficult time has passed, and now he is still a happy little star.

Except that the forum is a bit annoying, and the male god is a bit hard to follow, nothing else matters.

After a while, Le Xingguang had fully recovered and jumped off the physical therapy bed: "Let's go, let's go eat."

Gou Nanren held him back: "Go back to the dormitory and lie down."

"Ah..." Le Xingguang was confused, "I'm fine."

"Listen to me," Gou Nanren helped him up, his movements were ambiguous but normal, "have a good rest today."

Le Xingguang insisted: "But I always have to eat, and it's the same when I go out to eat."

Le Xingguang was very persistent, pulling Gou Nanren's sleeve and moaning, constantly saying how much he looked forward to that restaurant.

Gou Nanren rarely turned cold: "I don't want to see you outside again today."

"Om-"

Le Xingguang took a breath, and immediately lowered his head, his mind was buzzing, constantly echoing Gou Nanren's words:

"I don't want to see you outside again..."

The depressed mood lasted until he returned to the dormitory, and he didn't even listen to what Gou Nanren said afterwards.

Su You felt strange when he saw him: "Didn't you say you were going out for dinner? Why is it so early?"

Le Xingguang put down his hat and scarf, revealing his reddened eyes: "No, he said he didn't want to go, so I came back."

Su You immediately felt distressed: "Which bastard is bullying our little Xingguang?"

Then he asked tentatively, "Did that friend of yours see the news on the forum?"

The forum has already described Le Xingguang as a strange tentacle monster whose only face can be seen.

Le Xingguang recalled that just now, Gou Nanren did leave with his mobile phone for a while, and asked him to go back to the dormitory when he came back.

"He won't!" Le Xingguang became furious immediately, sitting in front of the desk unwilling to speak.

The old friends stepped forward and patted their heads one after another: "Good boy, that senior brother of yours must not be such a superficial person."

"Even if he is superficial, don't you still have a face?"

"Don't worry, brother, I will contact the computer department later and hack that forum."

"Hey, your running movements are not weird at all, and you're cute."

"..."

Le Xingguang couldn't listen to a word, he was full of thoughts:

Finished!

He was rejected by the Muse!

His love and career will probably stop at this fancy age!