Aspire For Love Wistfully

Gu Zhao hung up, rubbed his eyebrows, got up and left.

"Jiang Yao, may I come in?"

Huo Ting knocks on Jiang Yao's door. Unconsciously, she has been living here for a week. At first, she didn't care about people at all. She didn't even eat. But fortunately, she is more obedient.

During this period, he took a psychiatrist to see her, saying that she was depressed, and that more enlightenment would be good. In addition to taking medicine every day, Jiang Yao is almost fine.

Even if she doesn't like to talk, she will agree.

"Come to dinner."

When Jiang Yao opened the door, she stood at the door. Horting patiently took her by the arm and went downstairs. The nanny cooked the meal and left. So there are only two of them in the whole room, no outsiders, so it seems quiet.

She dodged huoting's hand and walked down slowly, but huoting had to follow her. In fact, Jiang Yao herself is much better, but she has been living in her own world and is unwilling to come out, just like what Huo Ting said at the beginning.

Maybe it's too long since she spoke. She didn't say a word.

After dinner, Huo Ting asked Jiang Yao to walk around the house and look around for relaxation. But he has something to do. Recently, he has accumulated a lot of things. If he doesn't hurry up last night, he may have to work overtime at night.

Huo Ting, who has been working overtime for several days in a row, feels that his body can't bear it.

Jiang Yao ignored him and walked slowly to the inner workshop. There was an empty room in the house. There was a big mirror in the room, which was a dance room.

She went to the mirror, staring at her figure, and put her hand on the mirror.

The dance that was playing all the time attracted her attention. Jiang Yao looked at him on the screen foolishly, like a noble swan, suddenly thought of something and took off her shoes.

Jiang Yao gently stood on tiptoe, open arms, gently in front of the mirror beat. A long lost and familiar feeling gradually emerged in her mind, the flash of the picture gradually became clear.

She follows the dancers on the screen to beat together. As the amplitude of the beat increases, the sweat on her head increases. The more excited the body is, the more it reaches its climax.

Huo Ting, who has been working hard, suddenly feels something is wrong. He gets up and looks around. He finds that Jiang Yao is not here. He shouts, but no one responds to her.

As he approached the dance room, horting heard something. He opened the door curiously. I found that Jiang Yao was dancing in it, a selfless dance.

She and the people on the screen keep the same movement, without falling at all. The person dancing on it is kariana, a famous ballet dancer all over the world.

I don't know if it was because of his influence, Jiang Yao suddenly fell to the ground, holding her waist, with a painful expression on her face. Horting immediately stepped forward and helped her to the ground.

"Are you all right, Jiang Yao? I'll call the doctor."

Looking at the sweat on her face, Huo Ting's first thought was to go to the doctor to see her.

When huoting got up, Jiang Yao held his hand, which made huoting freeze there.

"Horting, thank you. I'm fine."

During the meal, Jiang Yao said these words without warning. Huo Ting was stunned by her hoarse voice. Then he showed a happy smile and stopped his action.

"Jiang Yao, you

"I'm fine."

Jiang Yao laboriously said, stabbing Lala's voice made her very uncomfortable.

"That's great. You eat first. I'll call Shen Yanyan and tell her."

Huo Ting gets up and wants to get the phone, but Jiang Yao stops her. She shakes her head when she holds Huo ting.

"Help me up first."

Jiang Yao holds her back with her hand, and the place where she was injured starts to get sick again. Also blame oneself jump amplitude just now become bigger, cause the injury of hind waist recrudesce.

"I'd better let the doctor take a look at it for you. Your back injury is not all right. In case of any pain, it will stay with you for a lifetime, so listen to me."

Horting helped her to sit on the chair, went to the sofa, took some pillows and put them behind her, hoping that it would make her feel better. Jiang Yao, who has a dull pain in her back, can't stand it and has to let him call.

She didn't want to hear about her back or let other people know her secret. It's hard for her to say that she can't continue her favorite career because of her injury.

Jiang Yao can't move, can only strenuously support the waist, lying on the table. Keep that position still, that will relieve her pain.

On one side, horting can only be in a hurry, and he can't help.

"Go ahead and do your work. Just wait for the doctor to come."

Jiang Yao's voice trembled. Although she said so, it was impossible for Huo ting to work so peacefully. He's not a wooden man. He's not human.

They waited for about ten minutes, and the doorbell rang at the door. Horting flew over and opened the door. A middle-aged man in a white coat appeared in Jiang Yao's view. He seemed very tired.

Panting, he put the medicine box on the ground and blushed.

"Horting, you've exhausted your uncle."

"Uncle Chen, look at her wound first. I'll give you two boxes of Maojian you want."

"Two boxes? It's too little

Although the doctor said so in his mouth, he never stopped in his hand. He's horting's uncle, his mother's brother.

He took out his silver needle and put it on the table. He asked Huo ting to lift Jiang Yao's clothes and show his reddening waist. Jiang Yao was lying on the sofa, her back aching so much that she bit the pillow.

"She has a serious back injury. What's the matter. Huo Ting, you don't know how to be compassionate. "

While giving Jiang Yao an injection, Dr. Chen did not forget to tease Huo ting.

He has been practicing medicine for decades, and this injury is definitely not caused by that.

"Uncle, what are you talking about?"

"Little girl, you have been injured for several years. Did you ever do it some time ago. Look at your body, it's a child. "

Doctor Chen ignored huoting and treated Jiang Yao on his own. When he applied the needle, Jiang Yao had already felt that the pain in his back was relieved a lot.

She was surprised to hear that she had been suffering from low back injury for many years. She could see it. But the following words let her fall into silence, yes, her child is gone.

Horting immediately changed the subject and didn't want his uncle to go on.

"Uncle, don't ask so many questions. Can you do something quickly? I don't give it to you so casually. I'll take it with your ability."