you have the ability to wear a skirt

There is only one Chongqing University Hospital, next to the medical school.

Jian Liangyi took Fang Zilu there, and the doctor prescribed a bottle of iodophor for people to go back to raise.

"That's it?" Jian Liangyi hesitated standing by the table.

"Otherwise?" The doctor slumped on the stool and continued to fight his landlord with his mobile phone. "Go back and apply more heat, your friend is such a strong boy, nothing can happen."

"I'm afraid that his finger will be broken." Jian Liangyi explained patiently.

The doctor raised his eyelids, put down his phone and picked up Fang Zilu's trotters: "Where does it hurt?"

Fang Zilu frowned: "You hurt."

The doctor rolled his eyes and threw away his hand: "Your friend forced me to pinch it."

Fang Zilu's hand was hanging in the air: "Then you can pinch again."

Jian Liang hesitated to speak, but finally gave up: "Let's go."

"Hey," Fang Zilu shrank his hands and followed Jian Liangyi, "My hands are swollen and soft, like sponges, do you want to squeeze them..."

Squeeze your ass.

Jian Liangyi took the bottle of iodophor prescription and threw it into the trash can as soon as she went out.

Forget this idiot, what is he worrying about here?

"Hey," Fang Zilu followed behind Jian Liangyi, "walking so fast?"

Jian Liangyi quickened her pace and ignored him.

"My hand still hurts." Fang Zilu held his dog's paw and sold it miserably.

Jian Liang glanced at him, and felt that the blood on Fang Zilu's little finger seemed to be much worse.

Thinking about what happened just now, who didn't say that Fang Zilu was sick.

Is it possible for a human to break open the car window? I didn't even have a hammer to do it, and it actually cracked.

"..."

Still a mad dog.

"Payment for glass money." Jian Liang said angrily.

"Compensation, compensation," Fang Zilu was extremely attentive, "I will change all the wheels for him when I drive to the 4S shop."

Jane coolly glanced at him again: "Do you know how much it costs?"

"Below 10w?" Fang Zilu raised his eyebrows, "His broken car is worthless."

Jian Liangyi was a little annoyed when she heard this indifferent attitude: "You can smash glass if it's worthless?"

Fang Zilu took two steps shyly, lowered his head and bumped Jian Liangyi with his shoulder: "Do you feel distressed?"

Jian Liangyi found that as long as he had a better temper, Fang Zilu could climb up the pole.

Clearly discussing issues with him seriously with a straight face, this person can also talk about whether he doesn't feel distressed.

He felt sorry for the ass, he was afraid that Fang Zilu would go crazy and run around to set fire to Feng Min's dormitory, and everyone in that dormitory floor would be ruined.

The more Jian Liang thought about it, the more outrageous she became, and finally she had to admit it.I still have a little bit of worry.

Fang Zilu didn't let him hold hands at that time, probably because of the pain in his hand.

It seems that no one has lost their temper too much.

The misunderstanding between the two was resolved but the grievances were still there, and Fang Zilu unilaterally reconciled when they arrived in the dormitory.

Jian Liangyi sent a few messages to Feng Min but got no reply, thinking about whether to go to the North Gate to have a look.

Fang Zilu seemed to see through the man's mind, slumped on the chair and cried out that his hands hurt.

"Look at my hand, why is it getting more and more swollen?"

Jian Liangyi went to the bathroom to wash her face, and didn't give him a single glance at all.

Fang Zilu's mouth curled up, and he poked his little finger, which was about to become a purple taro.

The palms are sore, and the fingertips are almost numb.

The right hand was still injured, and I don't know if I can make it for the final exam of this semester.

Fang Zilu lowered his head, feeling someone walking towards him.

He thought it was Jian Liang who was going to see the surname Feng, but just as he was about to try to persuade him to stay, he found that the other party brought a basin of hot water and put it at his feet.

Jian Liangyi pulled his stool over and sat down in front of Fang Zilu, holding a steaming towel in the other hand.

"hand."

The bunch of nonsense organized in Fang Zilu's mind instantly disintegrated into a bunch of pink bubbles.

There was a smile on the corner of his lips, and he obediently passed his hand over.

Jian Liangyi is actually not very good at hot compresses. He searched for the method in the bathroom just now, and it is not far from what he imagined.

Soak the towel in hot water, then wring it dry, gently wrap the swollen and bruised area, and keep it for 15 minutes.

It's just that the water temperature doesn't seem to be that high, and the water heater in the bathroom can only heat up to more than 50 degrees, which is a bit difficult to deal with.

"What are you frowning for?" Fang Zilu frowned slightly with his index finger on Jian Liang's brows.

Jane coolly opened his hand, removed the towel to see the changes in the skin on the back of the hand.

It doesn't seem to be very red. After all, it is more than 50 degrees of water, and it is impossible to be scalded.

"What are you looking at?" Fang Zilu's hand began to be dishonest again.

This time, she raised Jian Liang's bangs with her fingertips, revealing a forehead and beautiful eyebrows.

Jian Liangyi rewrapped the towel and looked up at him.

From this angle, the other party's expression was a bit fierce, as if he was staring at him, and his eyes were full of displeasure.

Fang Zilu smiled happily, twirled his fingers through his hair, and poked at the small, upturned tip of his nose.

On Jian Liangyi's face, the facial features are so delicate that they are a bit delicate, but the sharp facial contours and thick black sword eyebrows forcefully suppress the femininity, showing a soft and youthful look like an unsheathed youth.

And Fang Zilu liked this feeling very much.

"Does it look good?" Jane asked coolly.

Fang Zilu nodded and gave a soft "hmm".

Although he was suspected of stepping on thunder, he didn't want to lie.

Jane's cool eyes lowered.

He soaked the towel in the water, wrung it dry and rewrapped Fang Zilu's right hand.

"Hold it yourself."

Fang Zilu dragged his voice, let out a disappointed "Oh..." and obediently covered the towel in his hand.

Jian Liangyi sat back at her desk, picked up her phone and looked through it, only to find that Feng Min still hadn't replied to him any messages.

I don't know if Fang Zilu has points in his hand, or how hard that punch is.

He suddenly remembered the mobile phone he picked up on the side of the road, took it out and found that the screen was completely broken.

Not only that, but it was broken extremely badly. The screen in the middle was nowhere to be found, and now shaking the phone can still drop a lot of broken glass.

The wounds on Fang Zilu's palms were probably made in this way.

"Hey, my cell phone," Fang Zilu tilted his head, looking at him resentfully, "the latest model, I just bought it when I started school, and I've used it for three months."

Jane coolly handed over the phone: "Who are you blaming?"

"Blame me, blame me." Fang Zilu admitted his mistake softly.

Jane coolly sighed: "Is there any glass pierced into the flesh?"

Fang Zilu started laughing again: "Isn't this nonsense?"

He just picked out some of them in the hospital, and they are still in pain.

"It deserves it." Jian Liang didn't give him a good look.

"I was too anxious," Fang Zilu threw the cold towel into the basin, and sincerely admitted his mistake, "Be sure to calm down next time."

Jian Liangyi bent down to fish out the towel and wring it dry: "You still have to pay for the car window."

"Compensation," Fang Zilu obediently covered his hands with a towel, "If you say compensation, you will pay."

"And that punch you punched him," Jian Liangyi frowned, "You didn't use all your strength, did you?"

"Seventy to eighty points," Fang Zilu turned over a corner of the towel, "but it didn't hurt."

Fortunately, Jian Liang gave him a push at that time, otherwise it would have been a different result now.

Jian Liangyi breathed a sigh of relief, reckoning that there should be no big problem.

"You wear a skirt to meet him."

Suddenly, Fang Zilu threw the towel on the back of his hand and sat up straight.

Jian Liang pursed her lips and said nothing, but she was also a little guilty.

But so what?

"Can't you?" He also leaned back in the chair.

The seemingly relaxed movements made him more anxious, Jian Liangyi looked down at the towel in Fang Zilu's hand, not knowing what to say.

"Ah..." Fang Zilu sighed softly, and threw the towel into the basin again, "It's the last time, right?"

Jian Liang raised her eyes in surprise, and met Fang Zilu's gentle gaze.

It seems to be infinitely tolerant and seems to know something.

"Ah."

He replied softly.

Fang Zilu looked at Jian Liangyi, and suddenly stretched out his hand to pinch his face: "It's pretty good."

Jian Liangyi didn't bother to stop her this time, she lowered her head and let Fang Zilu pinch casually: "You always knew."

"Not all the time, just more or less guessed." Fang Zilu took his hand again, rubbing his fingers together, "What does he want you for?"

Jane Liangyi opened her mouth, but said nothing.

He looked at the pot of warm water that had cooled down, and finally shook his head.

"It doesn't matter if you don't talk now," Fang Zilu wrapped his hand in his palm, "I can listen anytime."

The follow-up of Fang Zilu's heroic deeds at the North Gate is extremely simple.

It was rare for Feng Min not to have any tricks behind his back, but he only asked Fang Zilu for a sum of compensation, saying that it was a private settlement.

——This is what Fang Zilu looked like.

"You really gave him one hundred thousand?" Jian Liangyi who was eating immediately put down her chopsticks.

"Change the tire for him." Fang Zilu felt that this straightforward way of handling it was quite good.

"One hundred thousand for a car window?" Tang Xiao also felt unacceptable, "Is he blackmailing you?"

"Obviously Brother Lu is not afraid of being blackmailed." Liao Ming was not surprised, "He used to have a watch worth [-] yuan."

Tang Xiao seemed to understand something, and continued to eat with an "oh".

"Brother Lu, you look so shabby now." Liao Ming looked at Fang Zilu with disgust, "He wants to be private, probably because he thinks you can't get the money out."

Jian Liangyi suddenly felt a little choking on the rice in her mouth.

It turned out that Fang Zilu was serious when he said that he wanted to change Feng Min's tire.

"You don't want to reveal your wealth, do you understand?" Fang Zilu poked a mouthful of rice with a spoon, and said a little funnyly, "He hasn't spoken since I agreed."

Jian Liang looked at Liao Ming and then at Tang Xiao, hoping they would continue this topic.

Fortunately, Liao Ming talked a lot, and before Jian Liangyi could guide him, he started to explain.

"Ahem, let me introduce the glorious deeds of how brother Lu defeated half of his father when he was 15 years old."

Fang Zilu put the spoon away: "Alright, don't slander me in front of my partner."

Liao Ming was instantly attracted by the word "subject": "I'll go, you two are done?"

Jian Liangyi immediately felt two gazes on her body: "No."

Fang Zilu snapped his fingers in front of Liao Ming: "You don't care about the young lovers."

Jian Liangyi frowned: "When did I promise you?"

"I'll call in advance," Fang Zilu looked at him with his face in his hands, "next time it's just the two of us coming to eat, so we won't be with them, okay?"

Tang Xiao picked up the plate and left.

Liao Ming also stood up: "Stinks."

Fang Zilu was so happy that he waved goodbye to them.

After Jian Liangyi finished the last mouthful of rice, she put the soup bowl on the dinner plate and took it to the recycling place.

They had dinner late, and there were not so many people in the cafeteria when they left.

At the beginning of December, two weeks before the coldest thirty-nine days, Jian Liang put her hands in her pockets and raised her head to exhale a cloud of mist.

"You don't need to give him so much money," Jian Liangyi walked under the dim streetlights, watching the shadows of him and Fang Zilu shorten and lengthen.

"It's true that I was wrong about that matter. If you give it, you will give it." Fang Zilu's hand slipped into Jian Liangyi's pocket, and wrapped his cool fingers cheekily.

Jian Liang glared at him, and acquiesced to this action after several pushbacks.

Jian Liangyi was taken care of by Feng Min when she was a child, Fang Zilu felt that giving some money was nothing.

Who hasn't ordered any money? Really.

"It's snowing." Fang Zilu lifted his other pig's trotter, and caught half of the snowflakes.

Jian Liang's eyes chased after him, and she looked at Fang Zilu with a smile.

He first held that warm hand, thought for a while and then let go.

"What's wrong?" Fang Zilu asked.

Jane shook her head coolly: "It's nothing."

There was no one on the road, so Fang Zilu took the opportunity to lean over and kiss his forehead: "When are you going to promise me?"

Jane coolly smiled: "When did I say I would promise you?"

He has been called a scumbag for so long, and he lives up to his name.

"Scumbag?" Fang Zilu flicked Jian Liangyi's head with his remaining index finger of his left hand.

"Well," Jian Liang rubbed her forehead with an innocent expression, "I'm so scumbag, you're taking the bait from a wisher."

Relying on the other party's liking, he did annoying and bad things.

Fang Zilu stopped and turned to Jian Liangyi to block his way.

"Oh, how many scumbags are you planning to do now?"

Jian Liang thought about it.

"Temporarily...one."

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Fang Zilu: It seems to be okay?

Why Jian Liangyi didn't agree with Gouzi, and what happened at Jian Liangyi's house, will be explained in the next chapter.