A Record of the Survival of the Excellent Female Supporting Work through the Book

"Don't worry, it's not a terminal illness, let alone a major operation. Is it necessary to make such a life-and-death posture?" Lu Rui actually wanted to appease Song Jianjian, but he was always used to saying something wrong, so he didn't care about this. I'm really not very good at this kind of thing, so what I say is even more awkward.

Song Jianjian blushed.

After all, it was because there was someone by her side. Even if she was afraid in the past, she couldn't find anyone to rely on, let alone someone to comfort her!

She fought back the pain, "Brother, I'm fine."

Lu Xing coldly glanced at his arrogant younger brother, "If you can't speak, just shut up."

Lu Rui, "!" Isn't this familiar line the old man's favorite thing to say?

It felt like his heart was hit by [-] points in an instant.

So, feelings go away, right?Brother, how can you be so fierce to your dear brother?
"Okay, her wound needs to be stitched up, you go and make the bed inside, and push her to the bed inside." He washed his hands and said to the nurse next to him.

Don't wait for the nurse to do it.

Without saying a word, Lu Xing picked up Song Jianjian, whose face was pale from pain, and followed the nurse into the small room with big strides. He gently put her on the bed, and the girl's long and thick eyelashes fluttered. Trembling, very much like the wings of a butterfly about to fly, fragile and pitiful.

Song Jianjian was lying on a small bed. Such a small wound did not require an operating room. With the help of a nurse, Lu Rui cleaned Song Jianjian's wound with alcohol and administered local anesthesia.

Because she was conscious, she felt that Lu Rui was suturing the wound, as if she was sewing clothes. She could vaguely feel the skin being pulled by the thread. Fortunately, she was anesthetized. It was only a few stitches, and she felt no pain for the time being.

Lu Rui put on a mask and said seriously, "Other irrelevant people wait, wait in the corridor outside."
Lu Xing glanced at Song Jianjian worriedly, seeing that she hadn't shouted, so he hesitated for a moment, then walked out.

Song Jianjian closed her eyes, she had shed too many tears before, so now her upper and lower eyelids seemed to be fighting, lying on the bed, a little drowsy.

Lu Rui sewed up Song Jianjian's wound, and joked with some ease, "I said it was just a minor operation, isn't this the end?"

Originally thinking, Song Jianjian was about to fall asleep, but after hearing this, he suddenly opened his eyes, "Thank you, Second Brother."

Lu Rui saw that her face was pale, the girl's pale lips, and that sweet smile seemed to be tainted with fragility, so he paused unconsciously, "No, guest/=
He told the nurse next to him, "Go out and let my brother come in."

The female nurse just looked at Lu Rui's pair of peach blossom eyes that seemed affectionate, her cheeks were slightly red, and her eyes were full of spring water. She couldn't help but think of the man who was as unattainable as a god, cold and exiled, she bit her lips, and her voice Can't help judo, "Okay."

"Your wound needs a few days to recover. You should stay in the hospital for a few days. The wound should not be wet, and the stitches can be removed in about a week."

Song Jianjian's soles were numb for a while, she couldn't feel any strength, and she seemed unable to move. She lay on the bed, her eyes were a little anxious, "But, we will start the second performance soon, and it is only six days away. Too much time is wasted here."

To be precise, she has no time to delay here, not even a second.

She found that she really liked the feeling of being on stage, so she cherished every opportunity to be on stage.

Lu Rui frowned, and when it came to professional issues, he rarely said with a serious face, "In your current situation, don't worry about dancing. If you're injured in other places, you can still force it, but it's the soles of your feet, even your calves. It won't be as troublesome as it is now, your wound

Not too shallow, at least three days of recuperation, otherwise the wound will burst open and infection will be more troublesome! "

Song Jianjian frowned, deep in thought.

After Lu Rui packed his things, he became more and more suspicious of Song Jianjian. In his memory, Song Jianjian had always been a selfish impression. Unexpectedly, now she became more and more strange, and the strange one was It was as if he had never known Song Jianjian before.

According to her previous temperament, if she was injured, it would be good if she didn't take the opportunity to rest for a few more days, let alone, she wanted to go back to training in such a situation.

Although he didn't know how tired the trainees would be?
However, Song Jianjian's performance in the first public performance is obvious to all. The performance is really good, but the strength is not what Song Jianjian can show. Compared with her performance when she performed in front of her mentors for the first time, it is indeed better Too much progress.

That dance gave her a sense of soul-stirring charm. Although he didn't know how to dance, the visual experience told him that Song Jianjian must have spent a lot of time training behind the scenes.

In such a situation, he didn't even dare to think about it before. She seems to have really changed for the better?

Lu Rui sternly said, "Don't even think about dancing for now, it's better to take care of your injury first, don't get any disabilities, you won't be able to get married!"

This hurts my heart, brother.

Lu Xing's light-colored glazed eyes seemed to be more deserted, and he glanced at the girl's right foot that had been wrapped with white gauze.

He walked in with unhurried steps, the footsteps were orderly, and the cold noise carried a hint of concern, "Your second brother is right, your wound needs to rest, and you can't do it now." Go back to dance practice."
It seems to have heard their previous conversation.

Song Jianjian still wanted to fight for it again. Her delicate face, which was as big as a palm, was full of struggling expressions, "But, brother, our team is short of one person, so it's not easy to train. This may affect other people."

The choreographer also came in.

She looked serious, "Song Jianjian, I asked the nurse. Your current wound needs to rest for a few days. Even if you just go home and recuperate, it's better than staying at the training camp base. I'm afraid you won't be able to dance for a few days."

Song Jianjian insisted, "Teacher, I can do it."

The choreographer looked embarrassed, but she didn't dare to agree, especially with Song Jianjian's two elder brothers staring at him so strangely, she felt that she was almost out of breath.
Wo Ri, Song Jianjian's two elder brothers are like killing gods crawling out of hell, my god, it's too scary, she wants to go home.

"Song Jianjian, don't be self-willed." Lu Rui frowned, "You can't dance in this situation now, the wound will burst open, and by then, your injury that is not serious now will become more serious because of it, and you want to dance anytime is fine!"

No matter how bad it is, isn't their family still running a company?

Just find another show for her to play, there is no need to work so hard, girls, it doesn't matter if you are a little coquettish, as long as you don't act like before!

Isn't it just dancing?Isn't it just a concert?

Let the eldest brother buy the largest concert venue in the imperial capital, and the concert can be held every minute, and you can dance as long as you want, and sing as long as you want!
Lu Xing's tone was cold, and his handsome face seemed to be shrouded in a faint halo, emitting a silent light under the light, which looked quite shockingly beautiful.

"Your second brother is right. When you recover, you can dance however you want. From now on, it doesn't matter what show you want, as long as it's what you want."

This short-sightedness, these two people are probably full-fledged sister-in-laws!

The choreographer next to him spoke so easily about Lu Xing's appearance on the show, as if those shows were held by their family. The tone of understatement made the choreographer look sideways. The two brothers are three points similar, but , the types of the two seem to be different.

Lu Xing, who is as cold as a fairy, and Lu Rui, who is as thrilling as a fox, neither of them seem to be very similar to Song Jianjian!

Could it be that the two elder brothers look like their father?

My sister is like my mother?
However, just looking at Lu Xing's demeanor, the nobleness reveals the elegance of his gestures, which is really not something that ordinary people can cultivate.

It must be from a wealthy family. The more the choreographer thought about it, the more likely it was, and he felt that he had already seen the truth!
Damn, she shouldn't have offended Song Jianjian before, right?

It seems, probably, it should be... no, right?
Song Jianjian quickly made a decision, "How about this, please ask the teacher to help me go back and ask for three days off. After three days, I will definitely go back and step up training to keep up with the speed of the players."

"Is that okay?"

Lu Xing glanced at Lu Rui next to him. Seeing Song Jianjian's eyes full of pleadings, Lu Rui changed his tune and said, "We still need to see the situation at that time. If you recover quickly, you should You can go back, if the recovery speed is too slow, and your wound may burst open at any time, then you cannot go back."

Song Jianjian pursed his lips tightly.

Lu Rui looked solemnly, "At that time, let alone step up your training, you won't even be able to dance twice."

Song Jianjian knew that if it was the latter, it was indeed out of her control, so she nodded, "Okay, second brother, I won't force it."

Lu Xing glanced at the woman standing beside him indifferently, "You can leave now, Song Jianjian's fake, I'll help her, you just need to report her situation truthfully."

The choreographer was so overwhelmed by Lu Xing's cold aura, he quickly lowered his head, not daring to refute, "Okay."

The dance teacher left in a hurry, Song Jianjian was carried off the bed by Lu Xing again, and placed on the wheelchair.

Lu Rui looked at his innocent elder brother in a daze. It was rare that he was so considerate, and his eyes became more and more weird.

Has the elder brother been possessed by a ghost recently?

It's been a long time since Lu Xing's careful movements. The last time his elder brother was so gentle when he was treating the little raincoat, now he is so considerate to Song Jianjian, who he always hated before?

Is it just because Song Jianjian has changed recently?