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"Ah? Okay." Shi was startled, hurriedly put the backpack aside, and squatted down to help Luo Wenjiao take off his pants.

"Slow down." Luo Wenjiao cooperated with Shi Que, suddenly holding his hand and said.

Shi nodded, and patiently helped him take off his outer pants slowly, trying not to touch the wound on his left knee, leaving only a pair of stretchy cropped pants under the basketball uniform, rolled up the bottom of the pants, Some red and swollen knees were exposed.

Luo Wenjiao stretched out his left leg in a daze, frowned and said nothing, his face was not as ugly as usual when he was angry.

The doctor came over to take a look, and his expression was not very good. Could it be: "Why does it seem to be worse than last time? Didn't I tell you to reduce the amount of exercise?"

Luo Wenjiao obviously didn't want to talk very much, so he just lay down obediently, and when he glanced at it, he sent out a distress signal.

"Ah, that...doctor." Shi quickly picked up the words, and asked the doctor, "How is it? Is it cured? After a while, it will be the qualifiers for the National League. He was in a hurry to train, and he didn't pay much attention to his old injury. .”

The doctor adjusted his glasses and began to inject needles into Luo Wenjiao's knee. He sighed and said, "Is the game more important than the legs? Your classmates also have to help keep an eye on him. This time, at least for a week, don't let him play basketball or do squats." For knee injuries, move slowly, and then, come over every day for physical therapy, and then go to the front to help him get two boxes of plasters, and I will see how he recovers when the time comes..."

Hearing what the doctor said earnestly, Shi kept saying yes. By the way, he glanced at Luo Wenjiao's face and assured him, "Good doctor, I will definitely keep an eye on him."

Luo Wenjiao didn't react at all, he just quietly looked at the needle on his knee, after a while, he suddenly raised his eyes, and lightly said to Shi, "It's cold."

But Shi stayed there for half a second before realizing that he was talking to himself. After thinking for a while, he took the blue coat he had just taken off and covered his other leg.

Although Luo Wenjiao still had no expression on his face, he could vaguely feel it from time to time, his eyes seemed much calmer.

Seeing Luo Wenjiao's knees being tied into hedgehogs, Shi felt a little blocked, and slipped out to the pharmacy to get plaster while he was still warming up the therapy lamp.

Because it was not a rest day, there were not many students in the school hospital today, but Shi stood at the window and waited for a while, and soon they were lined up in front of the window.

I handed in the form signed by the doctor, only to hear the nurse wearing a mask ask loudly: "A total of 120 six, do you have a medical insurance card?"

Shi was taken aback, shook his head, "It seems not."

"At your own expense?" The nurse inside didn't even look up, she just kept typing on the computer, pointed to the sensor on the side, and said to the time, "Put the campus card here to pay the bill."

"Ah? Can I only swipe the campus card." Shi scratched his head and said hastily, "I don't have that much in my card, wait until I recharge it."

The nurse finally frowned and glanced at him, and said impatiently: "Why don't you fill it up in advance? Come on, bring the list first..."

Shi Shi blinked dryly, thinking that the nurse didn't need to race against the clock.

"...Use mine first." A card was handed over from Shi Que's side, but Shi Que was startled, only to realize that it was Fang Zhizhi whom he had just met not long ago.

"Senior sister? Why are you here?" Shi was surprised and delighted, hurriedly greeted her, took the card over, and said very gratefully, "Then I will send you WeChat in a while, thank you senior sister."

Fang Zhizhi patted him on the back generously, and said with a light smile, "You are welcome, we are so familiar."

After successfully getting the medicine, Shi carefully checked it against the list, and followed Fang Zhizhi back to the corridor outside the clinic.In addition to a few boxes of plasters, the doctor also prescribed all kinds of heating patches and safflower oil. There is a big bag in total, which is a bit heavy to carry.

After fastening the bag, Shi raised his head and asked, "Why is senior sister here, sick?"

Fang Zhizhi pulled her to sit on the chair next to her, nodded and said, "I'm a bit allergic, go see a doctor. What about you? Why did you buy so many traumatic medicines?"

But when Shi pointed to the consulting room next to him, he sighed and said, "Hey, didn't you come here with Luo Wenjiao? His knee problem really happened again, and he's getting acupuncture in there."

Fang Zhizhi's eyes widened suddenly, and he said with great concern, "Ah? Is it serious?"

But Shi nodded, then shook his head quickly, as if he didn't quite understand whether it was serious or not, so he could only reply: "The doctor told him not to exercise strenuously for at least a week, and asked me to keep an eye on him. Get physical therapy."

After hearing this, Fang Zhizhi stood up a little uneasy, walked to the door of the consultation room and looked inside cautiously, seeing her idol in such a wounded and tormented state, her heart was sour, especially unpleasant , not to mention how distressed.

Seeing the senior sister sitting back sullenly, although he himself was also worried about Luo Wenjiao's situation, he still kindly comforted her and said: "Senior, don't worry, as long as he rests well during this time, he should be fine. Besides, there is We're keeping an eye on him, we won't cause him a big problem."

Fang Zhizhi's flower-like face was still drooping, "Oh, I remember when he was a sophomore in high school, he strained his leg and he had been recuperating for half a year. He was sluggish all day long, and he never talked to others."

"Second year?" Shi was stunned for a moment, and said in confusion, "Speaking of which, senior sister, you... seem to know a lot about what happened to him before."

"Yes, we are in the same high school." Fang Zhizhi finally showed a happy look on his face, as if recalling a very beautiful past, "At that time, he was in the class next to mine, and I always liked him very much. , but...he definitely doesn't remember me, even now, he doesn't even know my name, and we only talked about it last time."

Seeing Fang Zhizhi's disappointed expression again, Shi Shi quickly responded, "Not necessarily, he signed your autograph last time, maybe he noticed you a long time ago."

Fang Zhizhi suddenly smirked when he heard this, and said with a smile on his face, "Hey, yeah, then I can laugh out loud in my dreams."

But when he was a little ashamed, he secretly thought that the faces of these girls changed really quickly, just because they recalled the past of the male god, they could be so happy.

It's just that when he saw Fang Zhizhi's love for Luo Wenjiao, for some reason, he felt a kind of envy that he had never felt before.He thought, to be able to silently like an extremely dazzling person like this seems to be something to be happy about.

But Shi didn't know what kind of feeling it was like, it seemed that he had never admired and been infatuated with anyone so much.

After sitting there for an unknown amount of time, Luo Wenjiao suddenly walked out of the consultation room with his schoolbag on his back, looking slightly relaxed.

But when he raised his head, he asked, "Have you finished getting the needle?"

"En." An indifferent and deep answer came lightly into Shi Ke's ears.

Luo Wenjiao glanced at the direction where the two of them were sitting, turned his head to the side calmly, and began to walk towards the hospital gate on his own.

"Hey...you wait for me." But Shi quickly stood up, and trotted towards Luo Wenjiao with a big bag of medicine, saying, "Why are you walking so fast?"

After walking for a while, Shi turned around again and did not forget to wave to Fang Zhizhi, "Senior sister—I'll talk to you another day, I'm leaving first."

Seeing that Fang Zhizhi nodded with a smile, he turned around. Just as he was about to catch up with Luo Wenjiao, he found that his bag was still left in the consultation room just now. He could not help but curse again——Luo Wenjiao You bastard, Luo Wenjiao is a white-eyed wolf.

After taking the bag and chasing outside, Luo Wenjiao had already reached a place ten meters away from the hospital.

Although this person is lame, his speed of movement still hasn't changed, and he still doesn't like to wait for others.

"Go slowly..." Shi chased after him panting, his exhaled breath formed a layer of white mist on his eyes, and he couldn't see the way, "The doctor can tell you not to move vigorously, or your leg will Just forget about it."

Luo Wenjiao continued to walk forward in silence as if he hadn't heard it.

Shi Shi seemed to have gotten used to his usual indifferent appearance, pointed to the bag in his hand and continued: "This is for you, remember to post it when you go back..."

Before he finished speaking, the bag was snatched away by Luo Wenjiao, who could only hear him say in an extremely low voice: "How much is it?"

Shi was taken aback by him, and whispered: "Ah... 120 six."

"Receipt code." Luo Wenjiao finally stopped, took out his mobile phone from the inner pocket of his coat, and was about to return the money to Shi Que.

But Shi quickly squeezed out a smile, and said in a negotiating tone: "Let's add a WeChat, you can forward it to me directly, how easy it is." But Shi said, calling out his QR code business card, staring at With Luo Wenjiao.

Originally, the two had known each other for neither long nor short, and it was an embarrassing thing that they hadn't added WeChat to each other.But in Shi's opinion, if the object of this matter is Luo Wenjiao, then being able to be added to the other party's WeChat will be a milestone achievement.

The latter stared at him for a while, as if he didn't want to bother with him, he quickly scanned the code, and was about to leave with his legs raised.

At that time, he was puzzled, not knowing where he had provoked Luo Wenjiao, so that the face of a normal person just now was blackened.

"Hey, don't walk so fast, your knee is still hurt." Shi followed up staggeringly.

"Take it up." Luo Wenjiao flicked his phone with his head down, sent a red envelope, then closed the phone and put it in his pocket.

But when he accepted the red envelope, he continued to chatter into Luo Wenjiao's ear, "Don't play golf this week, and take care of your injuries."

Luo Wenjiao suddenly stopped.

Shi was taken aback for a moment, and quickly wanted to stop, but slid a few times under his feet, and finally stood firm and said, "Why don't you leave?"

Luo Wenjiao stared at the front quietly, his eyes skipped over Shi Ke's head, stayed in an unknown place, paused, and said: "Don't come to me in the future."

He only put down such a sentence, but when he turned back, he was a little dumb.

Before he could say anything, Luo Wenjiao left him alone and strode away.

Suddenly, he felt his temples twitch twice. This kind of scene seemed to have been staged countless times in his short college life.

Logically speaking, he should have gotten used to this, but he was still so angry that he wanted to scold Luo Wenjiao a hundred times.

Impolite.

unfamiliar.

Kind-hearted as donkey liver and lungs.

The universe's first face-changing master.

Big bastard Luo Wenjiao.

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