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He walked back to the ward and said to Yan Yu, "Xiaoyan, they asked us to ride a horse. You can come with us."

He didn't notice the gloomy man on the hospital bed at all. Yan Yu looked at him and finished his drip.

"OK, anyway, there must be someone here. I'll talk to Xiaoyan."

They said and went out. Someone finally couldn't help it.

"Wait a minute, I'm going too."

I heard his voice very low, as if I had no confidence. The first time I saw Jue like this, both of them couldn't help laughing.

Coldly turned and looked at his leg, "Jue, you're hurt. Don't make trouble."

He can't go to the racecourse like this.

Yan Yu also advised, "when your legs are ready, you can go wherever you want."

It's not normal for this guy to hear that little smoke is also there. He can't agree with him to go.

Li tingjue had already rang the bell. While he was talking, the doctors came over.

"Can I leave the hospital now?"

He asked coldly, and his eyes swept several doctors coldly.

The attending doctor frowned, "night emperor, no, your leg injury hasn't recovered yet. It's not recommended to leave the hospital."

Li tingjue opened the quilt, "the wound has scarred, and it's just a skin injury. Let me leave the hospital."

He hasn't seen Xiaoyan wearing riding clothes yet. He's going to go today. Although he can't ride with her, it's good to look at it from a distance.

If he stays in the hospital again, he will be moldy and grow mushrooms.

The doctor looked at his leg. It was not swollen, and the wound was healing.

"It's OK to leave the hospital, but you should be very careful. Don't let the wound bleed again."

Yan Yu and Lengran looked at each other and felt that it was inappropriate.

"Jue, you'd better lie here and I'll accompany you."

Yan Yu said, he just wanted to talk to Mo Qingyan. After all, Jue's heart was the most clear to him. He had to let Xiao Yan know that the two people wouldn't be so painful.

No one can change Li tingjue's decision, he called.

"Tianying, give me my suit."

Tianying came in, took a black handmade suit from the wardrobe and changed it for him.

Yan Yu and Lengran waited at the door and sighed coldly.

"In order to chase Xiaoyan, I really don't even want my legs."

Yan Yu chuckled, "don't live. What's this leg?"

After listening coldly, the bottom of my heart trembled slightly. It seems so. He thinks Li tingjue is really an infatuated good man. God tease them, let them be separated by suffering again and again.

Tianying pushed Li tingjue out. He was in a formal dress, handsome and dazzling.

Lengran almost didn't stand firm, "shit, are you going to attend fashion week?"

Yan Yu was also amazed. This guy seemed more and more handsome. He took the initiative to push him.

They went to the Royal racecourse. Chen Bangqian was wearing a black riding suit. He was in excellent shape, holding a small whip in his hand, and black riding boots rattled on the floor.

She walked around the hall until she appeared coldly. She waved a whip at coldly.

"Coldly, are you too slow?"

After waiting for a long time, she began to beat him and held her whip coldly.

"My aunt, isn't it OK if I'm wrong? Let's ride."

Lengran was not angry with Chen Bangqian at this time, because she looked so beautiful in riding clothes. The figure appeared completely in front of him, and he couldn't control his eyes.