Chapter 9: Dislocated
Sister Lan had a headache and held her forehead, Uncle Li must be disappointed in herself.
For Uncle Li, who has raised herself for 24 years, Sister Lan is absolutely obedient and grateful.
Therefore, what I am most afraid of is to disappoint Uncle Li, although I know that he is not my father.
However, in his heart, he really regarded him as a father.
Jiang Feng didn't think too much about it, and directly squatted down to check Sister Lan's injuries.
Sister Lan was a little embarrassed and wanted to avoid it, but was stopped by Jiang Feng gently holding her ankle.
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When he took off his shoes, Jiang Feng was obviously shocked by the ten-centimeter-high heel, and his eyes glanced at the broken heel several times.
Sister Lan followed his gaze to the heel, and her face instantly turned even redder.
It's okay to wear it every day tomorrow, but it's really bad to go out today.
Did God make himself embarrassed? The heels of his shoes were actually twisted.
Looking at the young master's appearance, he almost sighed in surprise......
Jiang Feng was a gentleman and didn't comment on anything, and quickly put away his surprise.
After all, the only woman he has come into contact with is Sister-in-law Liu, and Sister-in-law Liu does not wear high heels.
The woman I met at the station was wearing high heels, but the heels were far from that high......
So the first time I saw such high-heeled shoes, I really had to look at them twice to fill my curiosity.
Jiang Feng retracted his gaze, carefully unzipped the zipper next to his shoes, and slowly took off his shoes.
As the socks hit the ground, a pair of white and soft jade feet were revealed. It's like a fine nephrite cake, with melt-in-your-mouth crystals.
The ten fingers are round and lovely, distinct, and full. Like grapes full of juice, there is a kind of beauty that can be broken by blowing.
The tiny nails have a pink color against the background of the morning light, like the flushed face of a shy girl......
Jiang Feng couldn't help but sigh in his heart: It's so beautiful!
I couldn't help but move my eyes up along the graceful curve of my feet, and when I saw the unnatural redness and swelling of my ankles, I immediately put away my gesture of appreciation.
Sister Lan didn't know that Jiang Feng was actually losing her mind and admiring her feet just now.
She was just trying to forget about the embarrassment and cooperate, so that Jiang Feng could observe the injury.
For the young master, he condescended to take off his shoes and socks to check the injury.
In addition to embarrassment, she was only full of surprise and gratitude.
I only saw that after Jiang Feng took off his socks, he gently pressed his red and swollen feet.
She couldn't help but let out a painful "ah!", and the sweat on her head was faintly oozing......
"It's dislocated!" Jiang Feng said affirmatively.
He gently supported Sister Lan's foot with one palm, and gently touched the injury with the other.
I only feel that the skin in my palm is soft and delicate, and the tentacles are like fine white porcelain jade, with a slight coolness in the morning breeze.
As a result, the wound became particularly shocking.
A fist-sized bag bulged out at the bare part of his feet, with an unyielding momentum that would break his skin.
"Young master, why don't you go to the pharmacy first, they have been waiting for you all night.
When you get to the pharmacy, just find someone to pick me up!" Sister Lan proposed, enduring the pain.
Jiang Feng ignored her, stared at the injury seriously a few times and said to her, "Bend your knees, close your eyes, I will treat and reset you!"
Seeing Jiang Feng's serious appearance, Sister Lan didn't dare to say anything more, and closed her eyes on her knees in cooperation.
I only felt that Jiang Feng was holding her foot and moving gently, and then she heard a sound, and she instantly felt that it didn't hurt so much.
"Okay! you can open your eyes!" Jiang Feng said as he picked up his socks and put them on for Sister Lan.
"Young master, I'm fine, I'll wear it!" Sister Lan hurriedly took the socks.
Jiang Feng's hand staggered, and she said lightly, "Don't move!"
Sister Lan stopped in an instant, the heat on her face rose to her cheeks again, like a helpless child watching Jiang Feng put on her socks.
"Pay attention for these two days, don't move around and don't wear shoes. Jiang Feng stood up as he spoke.
Looking around, it's about ten minutes away from the nearest house, and there should be a car right next to the main road.
Thinking of this, Jiang Feng bent down and pinched the broken shoe and looked at it, then looked at Sister Lan and asked, "Do you want more?"
Sister Lan instantly wanted to find a hole and jump in, endured the embarrassment in her heart, shook her head calmly and said, "It's broken, don't want it!"
Jiang Feng nodded in agreement after hearing this, and threw his shoes on the ground.
As soon as Sister Lan breathed a sigh of relief, she saw Jiang Feng walk in front of her and turn around and squat.
"Come up, I'll carry you!" Jiang Feng's faint voice came.
"Young master, I'm not in pain anymore, I'll go by myself!" Sister Lan hurriedly said.
Imagine if the young master appeared in front of everyone with his back and was seen...... Don't dare to think about it......
In order to prove that it was really good, Sister Lan quickly stood up and tried to take a step.
However, as soon as the ankle was forced, the pain immediately hit and I almost fell to the ground......
Jiang Feng didn't turn his head when he heard the movement behind him, but just said again: "Hurry up!"
Sister Lan didn't dare to resist on her own now, and obediently lay on Jiang Feng's back.
Jiang Feng wrapped his arms around Sister Lan's legs, stood up, and walked forward.
Sister Lan lay on Jiang Feng's back, inevitably feeling the lines of his back.
Strong and powerful, with a vigorous aura, her face flushed even more.
She unnaturally pressed her palm on his shoulder, carefully moving away from him.
After achieving his goal, he couldn't help but sigh.
When her palm touched Jiang Feng's shoulder, Jiang Feng's arm tensed and trembled slightly, and the pain of the wound being touched hit instantly.
The hand holding her slipped slightly, and Jiang Feng lifted it slightly.
She lay on his back again by inertia, and her chest and back were in close contact for a moment.
Jiang Feng also seemed a little embarrassed, coughed lightly and said, "Don't move!"
Sister Lan wanted to refute that she didn't move, but when she thought of her small action just now, she didn't dare to answer.
Jiang Feng didn't speak anymore, but just carried Sister Lan steadily.
Occasionally, he could smell the faint fragrance of cold plums wafting in, carrying a strand or two of hair, brushing his ears.
He then knew that this was Sister Lan's unique breath, such as the quietly open Mei.
Little by little, the sun was revealed, and on the silent riverbank in the morning light, only the back of a man carrying a woman was left.
Although thin, it makes people feel extremely powerful......
When he was about to walk to the front of the house, Jiang Feng saw a car driving fast, and then stopped on the side of the road with a sudden brake.
Then I saw two men getting out of the car and running towards him.
Before Sister Lan could react, she was in front of her in the blink of an eye.
"Young Master, Sister Lan!" the two of them bowed down respectfully and shouted.
Jiang Feng said "En!" lightly, and continued to carry Sister Lan towards the car.
Sister Lan was silent for three seconds in her heart for her heroic image, and she couldn't help but glare at the two of them fiercely.
After finding the young master last night, she asked them to go back to drive, and she hid next to her and waited for the young master to talk to An Changhe.
Thinking of this, he would not recklessly destroy the young master's opportunity to meet An Changhe, nor would it affect the pick-up.
I didn't expect these two people to be good, a pair of fools, and they didn't come back after leaving.
Now that the sky is bright and the daylilies are cold, they have appeared.