It's no wonder that he would be worried, Fang Cheng was beaten so badly, he would definitely not let her go. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Miss An couldn't guess his thoughts, and said in her ear a little mysteriously: "Don't worry, second brother, except for the broken leg, it's fine."

The matter has come to this point, it is useless to worry about it, sighing, An Zhili is ready to ask someone to help send Fang Cheng to the infirmary, and someone has even moved a spare stretcher over.

But just like Miss An said, Fang Cheng felt that his whole body at this time was not painful except for the pain in his legs, as if the pain of pulling out the skin and bones just now was just a dream.

Fang Cheng was carried away, as if the matter was over!

Only Su Yihang, who had been standing aside and watching the development of things, knew that Fang Cheng seemed to be fine now, but in fact he was in pain.

Just now, when Miss An hit the acupoint on his body, she injected a trace of internal force, and as long as it was rainy weather in the future, Fang Cheng would feel that there were thousands of ants biting in the bones.

The last moment, for a man, is even more unacceptable.

From now on, unless you can find a Chinese medicine holy hand who knows martial arts, I am afraid that I will not have the ability to be a man!

As for revenge, although she broke one of his legs, it was inevitable that he would be injured during the competition, which was nothing at all. And how many people can see her methods!

And he is absolutely impossible to say!

The means are ruthless enough, but he can retreat so completely, and he really deserves to be the young master of the Xuanmen.

The position of the broken jade talisman on his body seemed to be slightly hot.

It's just that he is a little taciturn by nature, and although he is already more enthusiastic about Miss An, he still seems to be a cold iceberg.

After a few words, he still had a task, and he didn't have time to delay any longer, so he separated from them.

And Miss An, on her side, was holding her head down to accept An Zhili's interrogation.

It stands to reason that she shouldn't like to listen to this kind of nagging, she will feel annoyed, and maybe she will be angry. But she knew that An Zhili cared about her, worried about her, afraid that she would be injured, so where would she be angry with him.

Seeing that he seemed to be a little tired, he took the water bottle on the side and twisted the lid and handed it to him silently.

Seeing that my sister lowered her little head, like a wronged kitten, the beautiful beaded flowers on her head seemed to be aggrieved.

Sighed, reached out and touched her head! What a worrying little girl, but who made him her brother!

"The sky is falling, brother will give you a top"

looked up at his warm-hearted second brother, and shouted softly, "Brother~"

He pouted, "Who asked him to bully the second brother! Second brother, don't worry, he will come to beg us." ”

An Zhili frowned and asked, "You know?" Although it was a question, the tone was indeed firm.

I thought that she must have inquired when she went to buy water herself!

Miss An replied sullenly: "Hmm"

is still not strong enough, if she is strong enough, who dares to bully her family, where is it like now, you have to use such a gentle method to take revenge.

In her heart, such an approach was too gentle. According to her thoughts, if she didn't break Fang Cheng's limbs, she would have to break a few of his ribs, not to mention that he would have the possibility of seeking medical treatment, and with a little effort, Fang Cheng would not be able to be a man in his life no matter what.

Now, she's a line!

Strength, it's still a matter of strength!

Fang Cheng went to the infirmary, anyway, there was no reconciliation between them, and An Zhili was not in the mood to see him.

"How can it be okay?"

He couldn't believe that it was so painful at that time, how could there be nothing at all.

Even the doctor said that he was completely fine except for a broken leg and a few bruises on his body!

The school doctor with a military uniform inside and a white coat on the outside looked a little unhappy.

He has not graduated for a few years, although he is a medical professional, but he is also a soldier, and the honest heart of a soldier has not been wiped out.

Now I'm actually fighting with a little girl, and I've lost. If you lose, forget it, and want to frame other little girls, it's really disgraceful.

"You're doubting my medical skills!" the eyes behind the gold wire frames narrowed slightly.

"It's not"

Now that his legs are still in the hands of others, although he doesn't believe it in his heart, he is angry, and he feels that the school doctor is biased in favor of the An family brothers and sisters, and he is still soft. It's just that I still decided in my heart that when my leg is a little better, I must go out and find a hospital for a good check-up.

It's just that he didn't expect that it was this inspection that made him discover something that almost broke him!

The time was almost up, and the sky was getting dark, although she was very reluctant, An Zhili still sent her out of the school gate.

called Sun Xu and told him that he would go back later, and of course, he received a large number of words about paying attention to safety.

Because of its proximity to the Military Exclusion Zone, it doesn't look as bustling as anywhere else.

Walking slowly on the unfamiliar street, there are one or two jogging old people running around me from time to time, and my heart is very peaceful.

Passing by a musical instrument shop, I walked in on a whim, and when I came out again, I already had an extra bamboo flute in my hand.

This was learned from the old director of the orphanage, but at that time, the flute she used was just made by the old director himself by cutting the green bamboo in the courtyard.

Later, she was admitted to university, and her hobby of playing the flute gradually fell away, and even Xiao Yiming didn't know that she could play the flute.

Sit gently by the pool in a small square not far from the shop.

Because I had already tried the sound in the store just now, I raised my hand and put the bamboo flute horizontally to my mouth.

A melodious flute sounded.

Not the music of songs that are popular now, but an ancient song.

A song of Gusu Xing, from lyrical to cheerful and warm, and finally ends with lyricism.

Although it is not as exquisite as the fingering of the famous artists, and there is no mistake in the sound quality connection, there are feelings in the song that ordinary people do not have.

Music with feelings is equivalent to having a soul!

muttered to himself, "It's still a little rusty."

"Papa"

It turned out that not long after she blew, an old man wearing a moon-white Tang costume and was full of energy stopped.

With his drive, several other middle-aged and elderly people who have been walking in the square also applauded.

After receiving the applause, Miss An was also happy and returned a bright smile to everyone.

"The little girl plays this song well, and the feelings are very good! It's just that the tempo is faster in the middle of the second stanza, and the rhythm is stronger. Look at how old you are, how many years you've been practicing!"

The outer door looks lively, and the inner door looks at the roadway, and this grandmother in Tang costume also has the temperament of an artist.

If you blow it well, it needs to be improved, and you can still hear the feelings in it, so it won't be average!

"It's been about ten years! It's been a long time since I've blown it, and I'm a lot rusty."

The old man smiled, although he was well maintained, he still had some eye lines. But the old man didn't seem to care, and seeing her say this, it deepened this smile!