An Ming nested on the sofa, the bathroom was very quiet, and listened carefully for a while, faintly worried in his heart, will his wound be wet?

Ahh

An Ming's heart was just about to be put down, but he heard Zhao Tianqing's cry of pain, put down his mobile phone and ran to the bathroom, and the door opened as soon as he opened.

Ahh

An Ming covered her eyes, what did she see? Could it be a long needle eye? Zhao Tianqing was wrapped in a half-spread bath towel around his waist, and fell to the ground, his injured arm was raised in the air, his expression was painful, and his eyes looked at An Ming expectantly.

"An Ming, help me up, I seem to have fallen to my waist!"

As soon as An Ming heard that Zhao Tianqing had fallen to his waist, he immediately put down his hand: "I'll go to see Doctor Mu, falling to my waist is not an ordinary trivial matter, and you can't move without authorization until you understand the situation." ”

Zhao Tianqing: "·······"

In order to be able to embrace success tonight, he thought of one method after another, all under the premise of his own sin. I'm speechless, the bitter meat plan doesn't work, I can't say anything about back pain, leg pain!!!

"Anming, don't go, it's late, Mu Feng has also been busy for a day, I'm not seriously injured, maybe it's twisted, you can help me get up and lie down on the hospital bed for a while." ”

An Ming turned around and turned back: "Is it really just twisted?"

Zhao Tianqing: "Well, it shouldn't be serious, help me up!" Will it succeed this time? Looking at An Ming walking step by step, it was like half a century had passed.

An Ming tugged on Zhao Tianqing's arm: "I can't support it with my strength alone, can you still use your strength?" Zhao Tianqing looked very thin, why is it so heavy at this time?

Zhao Tianqing took the opportunity to sit up with the upper half of his body, and then stretched his head out and got into Zhao Tianqing's armpit: "Let's get up slowly, tell me where it hurts, and see if we can do it?"

Zhao Tianqing leaned half of his body on An Ming's gravity, the gravity was too great, An Ming stumbled under his feet, and the two almost fell to the ground again, but fortunately, Zhao Tianqing finally stabilized, and broke out in a cold sweat, his hug with An Ming can not bring any pain, so as not to bring any shadow in the future.

"Are you okay?" An Ming also broke out in a cold sweat, what if Zhao Tianqing fell again, what if he fell hard again?

Zhao Tianqing: "It's okay, I'm causing you trouble!" His gravity can't all be put on An Ming, Beimei didn't find it, but it would be troublesome.

An Ming was more struggling, every step was heavier, and soon a layer of sweat appeared on his body, although the room was large, but it only took one minute from the bathroom to the ward, but it took five minutes to walk at this time.

Coming to the hospital bed, An Ming felt that his legs were weak and consumed half of his physical strength, "Slow down, you sit on the side, can you do it?"

Zhao Tianqing was a little laborious: "Can... It can be done. ”

It was only about a decimeter away from the hospital bed, and An Ming breathed a sigh of relief, and the burden on his body would soon be relieved. "Oops!" "Ahh

Two exclamations sounded almost at the same time, An Ming looked at Zhao Tianqing on top of him, and saw that he had a painful face, "How are you?"

Zhao Tianqing braced his hands and wanted to get up, but he frowned and took a breath: "An Ming, my waist seems to hurt even more!"

An Ming felt that the air in his chest was decreasing little by little, but now was not the time to think about this, "Does it hurt? Where's the phone? Call Dr. Mu!"

Zhao Tianqing hugged An Ming as he wished, just as he imagined, even more beautiful than he imagined, and suddenly heard the name of another man come out of An Ming's mouth, and he was annoyed, when is this How can An Ming think about men other than him?

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