My wife is squeamish

Chapter 1292 I was sprained by picking up a pen

When An Zhi heard the sound of closing the door, he pulled the edge of the bed and opened his big black and white eyes curiously.

I saw that it was after the palace battle.

She stared at him for a while, but when Gong Zhan looked over, she quickly turned away.

Pretend you're not looking at him at all.

It's so hypocritical!

"I went to see the doctor, do you know what he said?" Gong Zhan asked casually while pouring water.

"I don't know, and I'm not interested."

The little guy has a big temper, and now he is full of it——little brother made me lie in the hospital! ! !

So, I don't want to listen to him at all.

Gong Zhan had nothing to do with her, so he walked up to her with a cup in his hand, "Come on, drink some water first, and I'll settle the score with you later."

"Calculate??"

An Zhi turned his head in shock, his eyes widened.

"Yes, figure out why you are lying here." Gong Zhan had no expression on his face, and moved the cup to her mouth, motioning for her to open her mouth.

An Zhi drank water with her mouth open, and never moved her eyes from his face. She had never seen such a brazen person. How did he say such words?
She said last night that she was tired, but he pretended not to hear.

It's a good time to settle the score with her.

How shameless this man is! ! !
Gong Zhan waited for her to finish drinking a glass of water before talking to her, "The doctor said that you sprained your waist because of lack of exercise. Tell me, how long have you not exercised since you didn't go to the exercise room?" ?”

"The main responsibility this time lies with you, and has nothing to do with me. If you didn't... I wouldn't have sprained my waist." An Zhi yelled.

Very loud.

Gong Zhan's ears hurt from her noise, so he simply reached out his hand to cover her babbling mouth, "Okay, stop shouting, when your waist is healed, you can go out for a run with me in the morning."

"Hmm~" An Zhi's mouth was covered and he couldn't speak at all.

She raised her chin vigorously, signaling him to let go.

Only then did Gong Zhan come to his senses, let go of his hand, "Okay, let's talk."

"Is there any other choice for me?" An Zhiku asked haha.

Gong Zhan thought for a while, then stretched out two slender fingers, "Little brother can give you two choices, go back to practice Taekwondo, and go out for a run with me every morning, you choose one."

"I choose to go back to practice Taekwondo, Sanda is also fine." Anyway, I don't run.

Running is too hard for her.

Especially when I first started running, the feeling of being out of breath and burning in the throat was really uncomfortable.

It's better to practice taekwondo.

That is something she has been practicing before, and it can still be used now, so there is no need to learn it.

Gong Zhan raised his eyebrows slightly, "Okay, that's all, don't go back on your word."

"I don't regret it, I definitely don't regret it." An Zhi nodded vigorously, "But you can't regret it either, it won't be when the time comes, hiss~"

She was a little excited when she said it, and wanted to prop up her body when she was excited.

With this support, I moved up to my waist.

He gasped in pain, his delicate brows furrowed tightly.

Gong Zhan was startled by her, so he quickly stood up, put his big hand on her waist, rubbed it gently, and looked down at her while rubbing, "Are you okay, does it hurt?"

"What are you talking about, hiss~ it hurts me to death." An Zhi lay there, tears from the pain.

Gong Zhan shook his head helplessly, and pinched her ears, "You, you just don't make people worry, hey, don't move, my little brother will rub it for you again."

He held An Zhi's shoulders to prevent her from standing up.

An Zhi moved his body slightly, found a comfortable position, and continued to lie on his stomach.

The little hands were clenched into fists, pulling the sides of the pillow, and the little voice was coquettish, "Little brother, I'm in great pain, don't press so hard."

"I've used very little strength, I'm so delicate." Looking at her pitiful appearance, Gong Zhan felt distressed and funny at the same time.

An Zhi pouted, "Well, I'm not a squeamish person, I'm amazing."

"Okay, okay, you are very powerful, don't move around, it will hurt again later." Gong Zhan pressed her shoulder again to prevent her from moving.

……

An Zhi's second day in the hospital.

Amy came to visit her, and Fang Jing and Bellamy came at the same time. These three women bumped into each other at the door of the ward.

They just came in together.

An Zhi also gave them an introduction.

Since Fang Jing came in, she didn't say much, she kept staring at An Zhi, with that expression, she really hated iron but steel.

It was Bellamy who cared for her several times and read her medical records.

It was found that it was not very serious.

Still heaved a sigh of relief, "It's not a big problem, it will get better soon."

"Yeah, I also believe that I'll be fine soon." An Zhi smiled, and puffed up her cheeks when facing Jing Jing, "Jing Jing, you haven't talked to me since you entered the door, why? Yet?"

"You still dare to ask, tell me about you, tell me about you, it's been three months, your legs are either short or your waist is twisted, what exactly do you want?"

Fang Jing rolled up her sleeves.

An Zhi shrank her neck cowardly, "I, I don't want to do this either."

"Yeah, Anzhi sprained her waist, who would have thought that it was an accident to hurt herself." Amy said kindly.

An Zhi nodded sharply, "Yes, yes, even accidents, I don't want to."

"Then tell me, how did you get sprained by accident this time?" Fang Jing looked at her coldly.

"I..." An Zhigang opened his mouth, and suddenly thought that this cannot be said, "I am, the pen fell on the ground and was twisted when I picked it up."

This is the excuse she used before.

Fang Jing also listened to it. After all, it's not surprising that someone like An Zhi sprained his waist by picking up a pen.

"You just lack exercise. When you're done, I'll move in to live with you and supervise your running every day. If you run a few more times, you won't sprain your waist from picking up a pen."

"Jingjing, I have already promised my little brother that when I get better, I will go to practice Taekwondo, and I will not go for a run." An Zhi's eyes were full of pleading, she absolutely did not want to go for a run.

Fang Jing sneered, "No, you have to run, and you have to run when you practice Taekwondo, so that your physical strength can be completely improved. Don't think that I don't know if I haven't practiced. Your body is so poor that your bones are loose. , I moved too much during boxing practice, maybe I sprained it again."

At that time, no one will really care about the coffee shop.

An Zhi put her gaze on Bellamy, winked at her, and signaled her to intercede.

Bellamy was also very smart, so she understood immediately. She nodded slightly at her, and said, "Quiet, let's talk about this after Anzhi recovers. Look at her, she has lost weight recently."

"Okay, let's talk about it when you get better, does your waist still hurt?" After all, it's a close friend, who doesn't forget to care despite disgust.

(End of this chapter)