I'll hit you again

In the infirmary, the elbow injury was easy to deal with, but the dislocated ankle was difficult.It's not that the doctor's skills are not good, but that Jiuqiange really can't stand it, he screams when touched, and sits on the bed very cowardly and refuses to show the doctor's feet.Qiao Yuzhe coaxed and persuaded him to no avail. Seeing that the ankle was getting more and more red and swollen, he had no choice but to wrap his upper body with one hand behind him, and then stretched out his index finger to his mouth: "Bite it, bear with it and let it pass." gone."

Jiuqiange struggled to pull out one arm, and resisted to the death: "I don't! It hurts like hell!"

Qiao Yuzhe whispered in his ear: "Okay, be good, and if you waste more time, your legs will be useless."

Jiuqiange groaned and groaned, terrified, watching the doctor hold his foot with a grim expression, and broke it hard.

Go ahead!

Qiao Yuzhe's body froze immediately, and he was in so much pain that he felt like his fingers were going to be crushed, ten fingers connected to his heart!You can bite it, anyway, I told you to bite it, but why are you pinching my thigh!And pinch so hard!I don't know where the pain is the most!Jiuqiange, aren't you really here for revenge?

He wanted to cry but had no tears in his heart and complained, but when he looked down at his face as white as [-]-frame paper, he was so stupefied that he couldn't shed tears, but it was a little more balanced, and he really felt sorry for him.For a delicate young master, this is simply the top ten tortures in the Qing Dynasty.

Jiuqiange leaned on his shoulder, his heart was ashamed, and he murmured "Let me die, let me die", he was completely ignorant, and he didn't even know that the doctor put a splint on him and wrapped him in gauze.

Qiao Yuzhe found another teacher to substitute for the class, took a taxi to send Jiuqiange home, and felt very guilty along the way: "I'm really sorry, I didn't manage the students well, I will take good care of you during this time."

Jiuqiange sniffed, weakly: "Forget it, I shouldn't join in the fun." After a moment of silence, he asked, "Do you usually teach like this?"

"Yes."

"There's no need to be so ruthless, right? If I were your student, I would definitely complain about corporal punishment."

Qiao Yuzhe pouted: "They are not my students, they can only be called my apprentices."

Jiuqiange: "Apprentice?"

Qiao Yuzhe: "Well, I will participate in the youth Sanda competition held in this city in May next year, and if it goes well, I will march to the whole province and the whole country. There are a dozen or so apprentices, and there are only three places in the end. They should be allowed to suffer according to their own abilities. That Qi Lian is one of the most promising ones. He has good standards and is willing to work hard. If he is strong, he will be strong. I am very optimistic about him. But he is a bit arrogant and always wants to find someone to challenge. The opponent is so reckless."

Jiuqiange said "Oh" sleepily, thinking he was unlucky.

Qiao Yuzhe looked at him for a while, raised his hand to rub the corners of his half-damp eyes, and said with a smile, "All the students I've taught have been injured like this, and some even broke their arms. I haven't seen a single one who cried like you Like this. Does it really hurt that much?"

Jiuqiange stared at him fiercely: "It hurts!"

Qiao Yuzhe was amused by the stares, and raised his hand in surrender: "Okay, okay, it's my fault, it's my fault, don't be angry."

Jiuqiange turned his face aside: "Hmph!"

Qiao Yuzhe carried him into the community and went up to the fifth floor to help him sit on the sofa, and asked, "Are you hungry? Shall I make you something to eat?"

Jiuqiange: "Don't you need to go back to class?"

Qiao Yuzhe said: "Of course you are more important now, don't worry about the rest."

Jiuqiange was quite satisfied with this answer: "Okay. Then I want to eat the sweet and sour pork ribs you made last time."

Qiao Yuzhe: "This won't work, there are wounds on the body, and those who eat sour will leave scars."

Jiuqiange: "Then I want curry rice."

Qiao Yuzhe: "No way, too hot will irritate the wound."

Jiuqiange curled his lips: "Then the sauced pig's trotters."

Qiao Yuzhe: "That's too greasy."

Jiuqiange was upset: "Why do you ask me if I don't give you anything to eat!"

Qiao Yuzhe: "I'm doing it for your own good. How about I make bone soup for you?"

Jiuqiange let out a muffled "hmm".

Qiao Yuzhe went out to buy ingredients, and before he left, he told him: "Don't move around, or the second injury will hurt more." After going out for 10 minutes, he received a text message from Jiuqiange: "How long will it take to come back? I'm so hungry ah!"

Holding the big bag, Qiao Yuzhe replied with one hand: "Right now." Putting the phone back, he suddenly imagined the picture of a pet at home opening its mouth begging for food, and couldn't help but laugh out loud.

As soon as he got downstairs, another phone call came. Qiao Yuzhe was not surprised to hear him calling for help: "I fell to the floor in the toilet and can't get up. My feet hurt so come back and help me..."

Sure enough, he shouldn't be left alone at home!