Eat chicken and eat the goddess

Mu Ziyou didn't hold Li Fanhua who had fainted, and when he fell together, his forehead hit the corner of the table, and he and Li Fanhua fell to the ground and rolled into a ball.

Yan Zhen was taken aback, and quickly got up to see how they were doing.

Mu Ziyou's forehead was in severe pain, and her eyes turned black. She held Li Fanhua who was lying on the ground with one hand, and covered her forehead with the other.

Yan Zhen squatted beside her, frowning and anxiously took away Mu Ziyou's hand covering her forehead, and looked at the place where she was injured.

"Ziyou, how are you?"

The place where the forehead was bumped was red, and a small blue bump could be seen swollen in the middle, and blood streaks could be seen vaguely.

But fortunately Mu Ziyou was still awake, she shook her head, indicating that she was fine.

Seeing that Mu Ziyou was still holding on, Yan Zhen checked Li Fanhua who was lying on the ground.

"She probably fainted from hypoglycemia, and you need to be checked immediately if you hit your head."

The waitress in the store noticed the commotion and quickly came over to inquire about the situation. Yan Zhen asked her to call 120 for help.

The ambulance arrived soon, and Yan Zhen and Mu Ziyou followed the ambulance to the hospital.

Mu Ziyou felt that he had bumped into a bag and was fine, and he was still concerned about Li Fanhua who fainted, and wanted to run up and down to register and pay the fee.

Yan Zhen held her back, and after paying the fee at the front desk, he also registered a number for Mu Ziyou and asked her to take a CT scan.

Mu Ziyou couldn't tell that her face was a little pale, she smiled and comforted Yan Zhen who was frowning and looking at her slightly worried.

"Sister, I'm fine, it's just a bag."

Yan Zhen's attitude is very firm, and he must let Mu Ziyou go for a CT scan.

"You hit your head, and you're prone to concussions. No matter if there's anything wrong, I'll have to go for a CT first before I can rest assured."

Under Yan Zhen's repeated insistence, Mu Ziyou went to take a CT scan first.

Yan Zhen stays with Li Fanhua to take care of her.

When Mu Ziyou came back, the doctor just finished examining Li Fanhua, arranged a ward for her, and was talking to Yan Zhen.

As soon as Mu Ziyou walked over, he heard the doctor talking to Yan Zhen.

"You young girls now, don't even think about losing weight if you are so thin. You don't eat for a few days. You have low blood sugar and malnutrition. Eat something to nourish yourself. When you wake up, you can leave. It's not a big deal. event."

Yan Zhen nodded thoughtfully, and the doctor walked away.

Mu Ziyou greeted him and called out.

"Sister."

Seeing Mu Ziyou approaching, Yan Zhen quickly asked her,

"How's it going."

Mu Ziyou touched his forehead and smiled.

"The doctor said it was a mild concussion, so he prescribed me some medicinal wine to wipe it off, pay attention to my diet, and take a good rest."

Yan Zhen asked Mu Ziyou to show her the CT scan, and nodded after watching it.

There was nothing wrong with Mu Ziyou's collision, it was just a skin trauma, which looked serious.

When he came, Mu Ziyou had already taken the medicine and was holding it in his hand.

Yan Zhen looked at the scary bump on her forehead, reached out to touch it, and said softly.

"Apply some medicine first."

"okay."

Mu Ziyou nodded, sat on a chair beside him, opened the box and found a bottle of spray.

Yan Zhen sat beside her, took the medicine bottle from Mu Ziyou's hand, and said softly.

"I'll help you."

Mu Ziyou touched his forehead, his eyes dodged a little.

"No senior, I'll do it myself."

Yan Zhen sat very close, and Mu Ziyou moved to the side unconsciously.

Yan Zhen realized her small movements, glanced at her lightly, and said softly in a loving tone.

"Come on, can you see it?"

Mu Ziyou touched his forehead, and his face began to feel hot again.

"I..."

Yan Zhen frowned slightly, seeing her keep touching her forehead, took her hand and said slightly reproachfully.

"Don't touch it, doesn't it hurt?"

Mu Ziyou didn't speak, and didn't dare to move the hand held by Yan Zhen. He could only smile at Yan Zhen stupidly as if to hide his embarrassment.

"hey-hey."

The corners of Yan Zhen's lips were raised, and his tone was so gentle that he couldn't even notice it.

"Stupid, don't move, I'll apply medicine to you."

Mu Ziyou didn't refuse any more, just smiled and closed his eyes, then raised his head.

"it is good."

Yan Zhen held the medicine bottle in his hand and looked helplessly at the man who raised his head high.

"Low your head, raise your head so high, how can you spray it?"

"Ah, sorry, I..."

Mu Ziyou opened his eyes and looked at Yan Zhen embarrassedly, then quickly closed his eyes, and lowered his head with a blushing face.

Because he was afraid that the medicine would splash into Mu Ziyou's eyes, Yan Zhen covered her eyebrows with one hand, and sprayed gently on the wound on her forehead with the medicine bottle in the other.

Accompanied by a slight sting, the foul-smelling potion sprayed on Mu Ziyou's frighteningly bruised forehead.

After spraying the medicine, Yan Zhen stretched out his index finger and middle finger to gently rub her wound.

Mu Ziyou didn't feel much pain, but Yan Zhen leaned very close. In order to see her sideways clearly, Mu Ziyou's face was almost only two fingers away from her collarbone and chest.

Under the unpleasant smell of the potion, Mu Ziyou could still smell the familiar cold fragrance from Yan Zhen's body.

She held back her red face, and the blush spread down bit by bit, not only made her neck red, but even her ears turned red. She closed her eyes tightly and dared not open them, and the heartbeat in her chest was as fast as It was like jumping out of the body, and the ears started to ring.

I don't know if it's because Yan Zhen got too close, or because the concussion made her a little uncomfortable.

Yan Zhen didn't speak, she just gently rubbed the wound on Mu Ziyou's forehead.

It's just that Mu Ziyou's short breath touched her collarbone and neck, making her skin itchy.

Mu Ziyou is obedient like a kitten waiting to be petted, and grandma is obedient, the skin on her forehead is warm and soft, as if she is really touching the belly of a kitten, it feels so good that it explodes.

For some reason, the feeling of being so close made Yan Zhen's heart throb with inconceivable beauty.

Yan Zhen has always thought that Mu Ziyou is very cute, no matter after getting in touch with him, he found that this blushing person has a good temper, a kind personality, and a good heart, or he is a bit too talkative in the game, or Mu Mumu talked a long time ago. The cute little cousin who has a bad temper and is stupid.

Since when did she occasionally think of Mu Ziyou when she was in class or busy with other things.

Stop writing, stop thinking, just simply think of it, and then the corners of the lips are frivolous and can't help but want to laugh.

The atmosphere gradually became a little strange. The two of them did not speak, one silently closed his eyes and remained motionless, while the other rubbed her forehead in a trance.

Until Li Fanhua finished hanging the water, there was no one around, and then went out.

With a pale face, she caught a glimpse of Yan Zhen and Mu Ziyou sitting on the chairs in the corridor.

That strange feeling was not only felt by Yan Zhen and Mu Ziyou, but even Li Fanhua felt it.

The nasty sour smell of love has already made her, a weak patient who just woke up, feel uncomfortable.

Tsk tsk, look at that little wanderer's face, she's blushing like that, people who don't know think she's just been cooked.

Li Fanhua leaned against the door of the ward, squinting at the two of them for a long time, until she couldn't stand anymore, she coughed twice and interrupted them.

"I've been watching it for a long time. Are you going to rub it until the end of time, or do you want to rub it to make a fire?"

Li Fanhua's joking words woke up Yan Zhen and Mu Ziyou like thunder.

Yan Zhen quickly withdrew her hand, a trace of panic flashed across her eyes, she lowered her head to cover the medicine bottle, and when she looked up again her face was calm, she whispered to Mu Ziyou.

"Okay, you can apply it again after taking a shower at night, and rub it by yourself, so that the bruise will dissipate quickly."

"Well, I know, thank you senior sister."

Mu Ziyou blushed and lowered her head, not knowing where to look. She secretly glanced at Yan Zhen who was sitting next to her, and then at Li Fanhua, a sick patient who was leaning against the door with a strange smile on her face.

After treating the injury on Mu Ziyou's head, Yan Zhen stood up. She went to the bathroom of the ward to wash her hands, and then told Li Fanhua about her body.

"The doctor said that you have hypoglycemia and malnutrition. During this time, you should take more care of your body and pay attention to rest."

Li Fanhua waved his hand indifferently.

"Hey, it's a small problem. I'll just go home and have a meal and sleep. That's it...Did you pay for the medical expenses for me? I'll pay you back how much."

In fact, Yan Zhen really wanted to say that the little money is fine. After all, seeing how many part-time jobs Li Fanhua has to work every day, she must be short of money, but it seems a bit hurtful to say that she doesn't need it, so she said it tactfully.

"It's okay, you're welcome. Let's talk about it later if you're tight."

Li Fanhua really has no money, she bit her lip in hesitation and embarrassment, lowered her head and said in embarrassment.

"I...I don't have any money right now. I'll pay you back when I get my salary. Can I do it in a few days?"

Yan Zhen nodded.

"Anytime is fine."

Mu Ziyou straightened his hair, stood up and coughed, then walked to Li Fanhua and looked at her.

"Sister Li, you probably won't go to work today, you should go home and have a good rest now."

When Li Fanhua saw the injury on Mu Ziyou's head at first sight, she thought that Mu Ziyou bumped it accidentally, and Yan Zhen rubbed it for her, but she didn't expect that she was wearing such a scary big bag. She pointed at Mu Ziyou's forehead in surprise.

"Wow, how did you knock that big bag on your head? It's so scary."

Mu Ziyou hummed softly.

"I accidentally dropped it when I was pulling you. If I hadn't pulled you, this bag would be on the back of your head."

After getting acquainted with Li Fanhua, following Li Fanhua's tone, she also spoke a little carelessly, and she lost her previous serious appearance.

Li Fanhua was very grateful to Mu Ziyou and Yan Zhen, and thanked him very solemnly.

"I'm sorry, thank you very much this time."

He was only serious for two seconds, and made fun of Mu Ziyou as soon as the topic changed.

"Does it hurt? Do you want me to rub it for you?"

After speaking, she raised her hand to touch Mu Ziyou's forehead.

Mu Ziyou's expression changed, he deftly raised his head to avoid Li Fanhua's hand, and then took two steps back.

"You're welcome, no need."

Seeing that the two patients were in good condition, Yan Zhen interrupted them with a smile as they started to make trouble again.

"Okay, the doctor said that you can leave the hospital when you wake up. It's time for dinner, so I invite you to eat first."

Li Fanhua was stunned for a moment. Someone sent her to the hospital and paid her for the medicine in advance, and even invited her to dinner. No matter how thick-skinned she was, it was impossible for her to have no idea at all. She was about to say that she would invite her, but then she thought of saying Both Zhen and Mu Ziyou are pampered young ladies, and they eat high-end Western restaurants, and she can't afford to hire them. She can't take them to food stalls, she hesitates for a while.

Mu Ziyou took a careful look at her face and understood, she said with a smile.

"Okay, let's go, sister, please eat, we must go."

After she finished speaking, she patted Li Fanhua's shoulder lightly, with a clean and sincere smile.

"Sister Li, you just happen to be able to slaughter Senior Sister with me, she is super rich."

With Mu Ziyou's teasing, Li Fanhua seemed to be less grumpy. Although she was still a little depressed, but because she was shy and Yan Zhen and Mu Ziyou were so enthusiastic, she couldn't refuse, so she nodded and agreed.

"Okay, then this time I'll bother senior sister to spend the money. Next time I get paid, I'll treat you to dinner too."