I conquer the daily life of the protagonist group with food

Seeing that he fell heavily, Jiang Cheng quickly ran to his side and helped him up.

"Peach City! How are you doing?!"

"Ah, it's the senior. I'm in a hurry. I'm fine..." Before he could finish speaking, Jiang Cheng pressed on his right foot.

"Hiss—" He gasped in pain.

Sure enough, Jiang Cheng found that his right ankle was swollen.

Originally, Taocheng's right foot was injured, and during this period of time, the amount of training has also been reduced, and he has basically recovered after self-cultivation, but he did not expect that this fall would cause the old injury to recur.

Within a few minutes, Taocheng's ankle became more swollen.

"No, I have to go to the hospital immediately for emergency treatment, otherwise it will only get more and more swollen."

"Wait, wait a minute senior, I have nothing to do, I haven't signed in for today's department work."

Jiang Cheng couldn't help being angry when he heard the stunned young man. What time is it, and he still thinks about all the work. He is really a tennis idiot.

It's just that he didn't educate Taocheng, because they also really love tennis.

In the end, Jiang Cheng made a compromise.

"I have convinced you, you wait here, I will go to the tennis club to explain the situation for you, and then go to the hospital immediately."

"Well, I want to talk to the minister myself, so can I ask the senior to help me over there?"

Seeing him holding back, Jiang Cheng couldn't help but speak up. It's one thing to like tennis, but his body is more important.

"Your current condition is very serious, do you know it! Because you have been injured repeatedly on top of the original injury, as long as you continue to move, the injury will be aggravated."

"But..." Taocheng seemed to want to say something else.

But this time Jiang Cheng was really angry, and he reprimanded him in a hurry.

"Takeshi Momoshiro! Do you know that the divisional qualifiers for the national conference are about to start, if you are self-willed now and cause injuries that cannot be recovered, do you want to give up the game?

Could it be that you are going to play with your injury? This is your responsibility to the Qingxue Tennis Club?Is your love for tennis?

Don't you want to make it to the Nationals?with everyone. "

Takeshi Taocheng was silenced by Jiang Cheng's words. He lowered his head and looked at his injured foot. Of course he knew the pain.

His silence made Jiang Cheng somewhat regretful. Did he say too much, but if he didn't say anything, this tennis idiot would definitely be willful all the time.

Until he was about to speak again, but he heard Taocheng's deep voice.

"I want to make it to the Nationals! I want to be with everyone."

Just then, a familiar voice came.

"Taocheng, why are you being willful, hurry up and get treatment!"

Jiang Cheng and Momoshiro Takeshi turned their heads instantly and saw Tezuka standing not far from them. It seemed that Tezuka had also heard their conversation just now.

"Minister..." Taocheng shouted in awe.

Tezuka frowned slightly, and he said again seriously.

"What are you still dawdling about!"

After saying that, Tezuka looked at Jiang Cheng.

"Can I trouble you to send Taocheng to the hospital?"

Because the tennis club still has some things to arrange, he really can't leave, and the notice of the regional qualifiers has come down, he needs to go to the club to find Dashi to discuss the lottery of the competition tomorrow and the arrangement of the official players.

"Of course, I'll send him to the hospital right now, don't worry." Originally, Jiangcheng was going to send Taocheng to Taocheng, so even if Tezuka didn't say anything, he still had to take care of the younger generation.

"Then, Taocheng will take care of me." Tezuka thanked Jiangcheng.

After Tezuka left, Jiang Cheng saw that he was very swollen, so he had to go back to the cooking classroom first. There was still ice in the freezer, so he put the ice into a fresh-keeping bag and put a cotton bag on the outside.

Sitting Taocheng on the side, he first gave him emergency treatment, applied ice packs to his ankles, and then squatted down.

"Come up, I'll carry you."

"Senior, I..."

"Stop talking nonsense, chattering, come up quickly."

Jiang Cheng's physical strength was indeed not very good, but he still carried Tao Cheng on his back. Fortunately, it was only a short distance away. The teacher in the school health room asked for leave today, so Jiang Cheng stopped a taxi and took him to the hospital.

Japanese taxis are really ridiculously expensive. The fare is only a few kilometers away, and the fare makes Jiangcheng a little bit painful, but it is still worth it.

The doctor checked Taocheng.

"It was delivered in time, because there was an injury in the first place. If it was later, there might be blood congestion inside."

After the examination, the doctor said that it was a ligament strain, and he needed to rest for half a month before he recovered. He also specifically ordered him not to do any strenuous exercise within half a month, and he could recover after the recovery period.

Seeing that he was fine, Jiang Cheng was relieved. It seemed that he hadn't hurt any bones, but just a muscle strain, which was a blessing in misfortune.

The doctor took care of Taocheng and sent him back after prescribing the medicine. Jiangcheng sent him home and planned to talk to Tezuka tomorrow.

In the tennis club, everyone is training according to the plan, and Kikumaru is a little puzzled when he sees that Momoshiro is not there.

"A Tao doesn't seem to be here today."

Sadaharu Mimi, who practiced with Kikumaru, pushed his glasses.

"Taocheng is a student on duty today, so it should be later."

"But our work is almost over nya~"

"Well, it's really a bit strange. It should be delayed by something."

Kikumaru's mind is delicate and keen, and he can quickly detect the changes in the people around him. He suddenly thought of Jiangcheng, and couldn't help but sigh. Sure enough, he still cares a little bit about Dachengcheng.

"Well, what, do you have a cure for insomnia?"

"Huh? Have you suffered from insomnia?" Qian Zhenzhi looked at Kikumaru and it seemed that there was no sign of insomnia.

"It's not me, it's Dachengcheng who said that he has suffered from insomnia recently, and I see him in a bad state every day these days."

"Dachengcheng?" Gan Sadaharu was a little unfamiliar, but it occurred to him in the next second that Kikumaru should be talking about his new tablemate, the transfer student Jiang Cheng.

Is Jiangcheng not in good condition?Probably not because of insomnia.

"Kikumaru, I don't think it's because of insomnia."

"Ok?"

"A few days ago, the president of the film club had an accident, did you know?"

"Of course I know this, and the whole school knows it."

"Then do you know that Jiangcheng has reported about the film club?"

"Dachengcheng actually reported to the film agency!"

Hearing this, Kikumaru immediately understood that it turned out that Ayutthaya City was due to the membership of the club.

Gan Zhenzhi nodded, holding the notebook in one hand and flipping through it with the other.

"Because you need two club credits to graduate from Qingxue. After the film club had an accident, all activities stopped. Jiang Cheng couldn't get the club credits from the film club, and he is already in the third grade. I think he should be worried because of this."

Naturally, Kikumaru also knew the importance of club membership, and Qingxue didn't allow changing clubs, so he tried to think of an idea for Oshiro with some distress.

"Is there really no other way?"

"Yes." The dry glasses reflected light.