His Long Love

Meng Qingge ran out of the Jijia villa. When he remembered that he had come in the car of Ji Wanzhou, which was not easy to take a taxi, he had to continue to run forward. However, one accidentally sprained his foot and fell to the ground. Fortunately, he propped up the ground in time and did not scratch his arm.

After falling on the ground, Ji Mengyao touched her ankle and felt some pain.

Want to try to stand up, but found that can not, a force on the heart of the pain.

Behind her came the sound of a sports car engine, and the red Rolls Royce stopped beside her.

Meng Qingge doesn't need to watch it. It's Ji Wanzhou.

"What's the matter?" Season evening boat got off the car, came to her side, bend down, brow Cu Cu Cu, "foot twisted?"

Meng Qingge didn't want to pay attention to him, so she had to stand up. However, the pain from her ankle made her unable to show her strength and sat down on the ground again.

Season evening boat see her this appearance, can't help but picked up her, stuffed into the car, back to the villa on the hillside.

As soon as the car stopped, Meng Qingge opened the door, got out of the car and limped toward the hall.

Just walked a few steps, the ankle came to the pain of the heart, an unstable, and then to the ground to fall.

Ji Wanzhou, who was followed by her, was firmly connected in her arms, picked her up and walked into the hall.

Meng Qingge didn't want to be held by him, struggling in his arms.

In the late season, you frown a little bit, and your voice goes down

"No, sir Meng Qingge said coldly, struggling even harder.

"I don't know what to do." Ji Wanzhou said unhappily, speeding up the pace of the foot, she will be held on the second floor of the master bedroom, action gently put on the big round bed.

Meng Qingge turns around and doesn't want to see him.

Ji Wanzhou did not say anything, just sat by the bed, waiting for the private doctor.

Ten minutes later, the private doctor knocked on the door of the master bedroom.

"Come in." Ji Wanzhou replied.

"What's wrong with your wife?" The private doctor put the medicine box on the bedside table.

Meng Qingge then turned around, "the right foot twisted."

"Well, I'll see the wound." Dr. Li said, and then looked at the eye season boat.

Because Meng Qingge is wearing a pantyhose. If you take off your socks, you have to take off your pants.

"Cut it." The season evening boat saw eye clear song's foot, said again, "be careful."

When examining the injury, Dr. Li's hand pressed and touched Meng Qingge's feet. Ji Wanzhou's face became more and more ugly.

What made his face even worse was her cry one after another because of the pain in her feet.

"Hiss..."

"Ah Pain Yes, yes, that's where it is, ah... "

This is called pain sound. Compared with some kind of sound, at first glance, it is quite similar.

Dr. Li felt that if he touched it again, Ji Wanzhou would hit people.

"No bones, ligament sprains, some bleeding and swelling." Dr. Li said the condition, and then gave the treatment, "acupuncture! Hurry up. "

Meng Qingge is afraid of needles. Don't look too far.

After acupuncture and moxibustion, Dr. Li prescribed medicine and explained some precautions, and left.

"How about it?" Season evening boat saw eye Meng Qingge's foot, really not so swollen before, "feel better?"

Meng Qingge turned his head and said coldly, "murderer."

Ji Wanzhou chuckled. No wonder he was angry with him. It turned out that he was holding her and falling into the water.

"I'm sorry." Ji Wanzhou hooked his lips and apologized.

Meng Qingge sneered, "if it's useful to apologize, why do you want the police?"

"Then you call the police." Ji Wanzhou raises eyebrows.

Remembering what happened today, Meng Qingge knew that she was treated as a chess piece. It was because of her cry for help after falling into the water that she attracted the servants and guests in the front yard.

Later, the live broadcast of Ji Yao and Feng Shumo appeared in front of the public.