Deliberately addicted

Chapter 51 I Will Only Love You
On the way home, Jiang Li called Jiang Yun.

He put it succinctly: "The game was pinned down just now, and now my whole body hurts."

Jiang Yun seemed a little shocked, and paused for two seconds before replying: "So why did you call me instead of going to the hospital?"

Jiang Li sighed and sighed, his voice sounded very distressed, and the grievance that was so sporadic was exaggerated to the extreme.

"Brother, I was knocked down by someone else's car. There is such a big LED screen in the audience, and I played it back several times. Moreover, there are so many fans in the arena, everyone has seen it."

"What is your need, just say it."

Jiang Yun was cold-hearted, but he was the only one who could show some patience towards this younger brother.Of course, he could also tell that the other party's words were somewhat true or false.

The other party was so good, Jiang Li immediately restrained his acting skills, and his tone became serious: "There is no need, I applied for arbitration of the result, you can find someone to talk to, don't bend the law for personal gain, just let those old men stop the procedure."

Jiang Yun let out a low laugh: "I've already found me, why don't you show favoritism?"

"..."

Jiang Li clicked his tongue and didn't want to say anymore: "I'm here to ensure absolute fairness and justice. Okay, I'm going to the hospital to lie down and die."

Jiang Yun promised to help him take care of the procedural justice, and Jiang Li went to the hospital with peace of mind.

He actually didn't want to come, but in order not to worry Liang Zhouyue, he had to go here.

When they parted, they said they would go back soon, but Jiang Li suffered for several hours in the hospital before taking a taxi back to the hotel in a daze.

He took pictures and confirmed that his hands and legs were fine, but with varying degrees of contusions.

When he arrived at the hotel, he took the elevator upstairs, and Liang Zhouyue just came out of the room, apparently to greet him.

"what did the doctor say?"

On the way just now, Jiang Li had already talked about his going to the hospital.

But now being cared by Liang Zhouyue face to face, Jiang Li's heart is as sweet as honey: "The doctor said, I need to be kissed by a woman named Liang Zhouyue, so that my wounds will heal."

"..."

Liang Zhouyue was surprised by his glib appearance, and instead of joking with him, she snatched the case film from his hand.

She couldn't understand the video, so she directly looked at the final diagnosis result of the list.

Seeing the word contusion, her heart that had been hanging all afternoon finally fell back into her stomach, and she let out a sigh of relief like a survivor: "Fortunately, it's okay, you scared me to death."

When she closed her eyes now, all she could see was the scene of Jiang Li's car gliding off the track with sparks, and him falling and rolling on the green field.

The pampering on Jiang Li's face became more and more intense, he put one hand on Liang Zhouyue's shoulder, and gently hugged her back to his room.

When Liang Zhouyue realized it, she was already sitting on the sofa in Jiang Li's room, and he was next to her, asking her to give him medicine.

"I can paint my hands and feet by myself, but I can't really reach my back."

Jiang Li put the sprays and potions prescribed in the pharmacy on the coffee table, all of which are medicines for promoting blood circulation, removing blood stasis, relieving pain and reducing swelling.

In fact, his back just bumped when he rolled over, and it doesn't hurt anymore.But he didn't want to miss this opportunity to be taken care of. He wanted to act like a baby with his sister and beg for favor.

This is a request that Liang Zhouyue cannot refuse.

Whether it is out of personal concern or humanitarian concern, the power of education is guiding her to give him medicine as soon as possible.

In order to match her posture, Jiang Li took off his shirt and lay down on the sofa.

After Liang Zhouyue washed her hands, she saw the man's head tilted slightly, his face pressed against his folded arms, and his dark pupils were looking at her without blinking.

She looked embarrassed.

She forcibly dispelled the charming thoughts in her heart, picked up the medicine on the table, and read the instructions carefully.

"Is this going to be kneaded?"

Jiang Li lay there, it seemed that he was a little sick because of his lack of energy and will, and his voice became weaker: "There should be some congestion, it's not very comfortable."

It didn't hurt very much, he was just running outside all day, and he was not very energetic.

tired.

But in Liang Zhouyue's eyes, his weak tone meant that he was seriously injured, weak and unable to take care of himself.

She hastily unscrewed the bottle, poured the liquid medicine into her palm, and awkwardly wiped the blued part of his back, explaining in a low voice: "I don't know how to rub the blood, so you just have to do it."

Afraid that he would speak out and comment on her technique in a while, Liang Zhouyue first said the ugly words first, so as not to make a fool of herself.

Jiang Li didn't care about these little things, and now he was obediently lying in front of her, like a wounded cub, not aggressive, only making people feel sorry and affectionate.

"Disappointed?"

After a long silence, Jiang Li closed his eyes and asked.

Liang Zhouyue was very focused on promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis for him, a thin layer of sweat formed on his back, he was confused by his sudden question: "What?"

"It's been so hard to accompany me to Zhuhai, but I didn't even get the first place in the group stage."

In the final analysis, Jiang Li himself couldn't get over this heart.

But Liang Zhouyue was clear to the bystanders, and continued to move his hands, comforting him softly: "Actually, no matter what kind of competition, it depends on some luck. If luck is good, the result will be better; if luck is not good, we will naturally be disappointed."

"So you think I'm unlucky today?"

At this moment, Jiang Li rested his chin on the back of his hand and changed his posture.

In the next second, he lifted his black eyes, and the crow-feather eyelashes cast a small shadow on the lower eyelid, covering the unknown loss in the bottom of the eyes.

Even though he couldn't see it, Liang Zhouyue still nodded frankly and sincerely: "Everyone knows who is the real champion of that match."

Hearing this, Jiang Li put his face on his forearm again, looked at her sideways, and smiled lazily and playfully: "Who is?"

"You!"

The woman's tone was frank and straightforward, as if she was afraid that he would not be confident, and she emphasized emphatically: "The audience's eyes have seen it, and the high-definition camera has also captured it. The villain may succeed, but the truth is there every minute and every second. It's tens of meters faster than him."

Jiang Li raised his eyebrows in surprise, looking unconfident: "Is there? So much difference?"

The smile on the corner of his mouth exposed his true purpose, and this question was destined to be not simple.

But Liang Zhouyue didn't have so much thoughtfulness, and didn't notice his small thoughts at all, so she affirmed his hard work and achievements delicately: "I saw it, I watched it very carefully, you are really far behind him! If he doesn't Overtake, the champion must be you!"

The more Jiang Li listened, the more satisfied he became, and the smile on the corners of his eyes and brows could no longer be controlled.

In the end, he let go of his suppressed smile, and even let out a low laugh.

"Fuck, you're so cute."

Big brother is uneducated, but big brother loves you.

Jiang Li's cleanliness is a rare flaw, he doesn't praise women.

He couldn't use words to restore how wonderful she was in his mind at this moment.

Liang Zhouyue was taken aback by his sudden swearing, and after summarizing the second half of the sentence, she couldn't tell whether he was complimenting or derogating her.

"You're not scolding me, are you?"

Her cautious eyes were not very optimistic, and she subconsciously thought it was a bad sign.

You know, she can only swear at people on weekdays, and the worst thing is to get out.

At this time, Jiang Li's already tired eyes lifted up, revealing deep double eyelids, looking very affectionate.

His lips were a little dry, he licked them first, and then acted coquettishly: "What is scolding, I can only love you."

A cry of sister, polished the charming atmosphere of the approaching night.

(End of this chapter)