No matter what Liao Mingfei does, Fan Xiaoyi still has to continue to work for her studio.

In the past few days, she has too many orders, and she is really busy and can't wait to give birth to four hands. If this momentum continues, maybe she will have the confidence to push away the order that is too low profit and too risky.

Fortunately, it is the height of summer, as long as it does not rain, she can move the finished billet out to dry, without completely relying on the oven, which can save a lot of work from the oven to move in and out of the finishing, and the progress can be much faster. With such a scorching sun, sometimes it can even be dried in a day.

Although the weather was too hot, the studio made in the small garage was not well ventilated, it was even more stuffy, and there was only a creaking old electric fan, Fan Xiaoyi was so busy that she was sweating all day, but she was still very happy. Being busy means making money!

But just as she was humming a song and busy like a little ant, the water stopped.

She couldn't help but wail. Although she doesn't use much water to do what she does, she can't do it without water.

Fan Xiaoyi hurriedly ran to the next door to take a look, and no one else stopped the water.

She ran back and looked at it carefully, and searched for the valve and the water meter for a long time, and when she finally found it under the wall, she made a big jump—the water meter was broken, and the water was gushing out.

She hurriedly called the landlord, who was afraid that he would run the water bill more, so he quickly asked her to turn off the valve and wait for him to call someone to fix it.

Fan Xiaoyi closed the valve and came back to sit in a daze. After tossing for a long time, I don't know when it will be repaired. She wasn't completely out of things to do without water, but she really didn't want to move at the moment.

However, her buttocks were not yet hot, and the sun was still scorching just now, and in the blink of an eye, it was already dark clouds.

Fan Xiaoyi jumped up and felt tight to take back all the billets that were drying outside. It's almost dry, and if it rains, it's going to be a problem.

It happened that the landlord called again and told her how long the repairman would arrive and asked her to wait.

After receiving a phone call, the rain was about to come down, and Fan Xiaoyi hurriedly went to collect her thousands of billets.

Moving in one by one, seeing that there were still seven or eight plates, the rain couldn't wait to start falling.

Fan Xiaoyi was so anxious that she lifted the two plates of billets and rushed in. But I rushed too quickly, and suddenly tripped over the chair next to me.

The two plates in her hand were smashed out. She hurriedly grabbed it, but fell on the shelf next to her with the blank and the plate. This shelf was already extremely simple, and when she hit it like this, the already somewhat shaky shelf immediately collapsed.

She screamed and fled in a panic, but it was still too late and she was hit in the right leg by the shelf.

The shelves rumbled down, and the things on the shelves fell to the ground with a clatter. But at this time, Fan Xiaoyi couldn't take care of anything, and a sharp pain hit, and her legs were pressed under the shelves and couldn't move.

Fan Xiaoyi was stunned, so frightened that it took a long time to come back to her soul, and she couldn't help but panic, her legs hurt so much that she couldn't do it, she wouldn't be smashed!

The heavy rain outside came down, and nearly 300 billets that had not been harvested were drenched.

The heavy rain on the canopy was deafening, but Fan Xiaoyi's heart was so cold that it seemed to be doused by the rain.

It was the first time she hated this day so much. There's a lot of water outside the house, but there's no water inside the house, so can't you balance it out a little?!

The billet is likely to be ruined and returned, but it is just an increase in workload. It is more troublesome for the shelves to fall down, and the shelves are all relatively high-quality products that she picked out and made, and it is more time-consuming and laborious to build again. But it's not a big deal, but it's a little bit more work.

The real trouble was her legs.

It hurt so much that her tears were about to come out, so she didn't say anything, depending on the situation, whether it was broken or not, at least she had to rest for a while. There's a good chance that her studio, which has managed to improve a bit, will be stranded again.

When her mother hurried to take her to the hospital, Fan Xiaoyi's face darkened when she saw the diagnosis. The left ankle was slightly sprained, and although the tibia of the right calf was fortunately not broken, there were multiple bone cracks, and the doctor ordered him to stay in bed for at least a week, and he needed to rest for a month as much as possible!

A month! Not to mention that all the orders have to be pushed down, and a month after the studio that has just improved, a lot of work has to start from scratch!

Fan Xiaoyi's heart was cold.

Until she returned home, she was still immersed in such a huge blow and did not ease up.

But now she was immediately faced with a more real problem - she couldn't go upstairs!

She lives on the fifth floor, at this time she is carrying an injured leg, limping, her left foot can't be too hard, so as not to aggravate the injury, and her right leg doesn't dare to go down to the ground at all, so she can't go up.

Seeing that she was really difficult, my mother first went upstairs and moved a chair for her to sit under the entrance of the stairs, and while hating her for not being able to count her down, she wiped the handrails of the stairs so that she could easily move up the handrails on her stomach.

Although she knew that her mother also felt sorry for her, but she was just a broken mouth, but after being scolded for a long time, Fan Xiaoyi was still annoyed by listening to it, and couldn't help but want to get angry, "You can't stop saying it, I'm like this, I feel good?" ”

"What has become of it?"

Fan Xiaoyi turned around in surprise, but saw Liao Mingfei standing behind her with a stunned face, "What's wrong with you?" ”

Seeing him suddenly, Fan Xiaoyi's eyes lit up somehow, but he immediately came back to his senses. What is there to be happy about seeing him!

Fan Xiaoyi bowed her head gloomily and said the matter sullenly.

It took Liao Mingfei a long time to react, and looked at her in disbelief, "It rained and moved things to knock down the shelves and smashed your legs?!" ”

Fan Xiaoyi felt that she was really stupid when she thought about it, but she was angry and preemptive, "Don't call me stupid!" "How many times have I been told by my mother just now!

Liao Mingfei smiled, but held back, "I didn't say it." ”

Fan Xiaoyi was so angry that her teeth itched, if it weren't for the fact that she was really inconvenient, she would have beaten it a long time ago.

Seeing that her expression was not good, Liao Mingfei hurriedly coughed twice before asking, "Then why are you sitting here?" ”

Fan Xiaoyi said to Nunu in the corridor, "I'm waiting for my mother to wipe the handrail." ”

Liao Mingfei looked at it, "It's not easy for you to wipe it." ”

He simply ripped off his tie, unbuttoned his collar, and squatted down in front of Fan Xiaoyi, "Come up, I'll carry you." ”

Fan Xiaoyi was taken aback, "No, no, no!" I'll just hold on to the stairs and go up......"

Liao Mingfei turned his head and looked at her seriously, "How long will it take for your legs to be better?" ”

"Stay in bed for a week, and recuperate for as much as possible for a month." Fan Xiaoyi's voice was a little lower.

"If you're still messing around, your studio will have to be delayed longer, right?"

Fan Xiaoyi looked at him in amazement.

Liao Mingfei is always like this, and he can poke the deepest part of his heart.

Mom wished she hadn't done it herself. Others, such as my father and cousin, although they feel sorry for their injuries, they are most concerned about their own bodies.

Although I was grateful for their concern, no one could share the urgency and anxiety that had overflowed in my heart.

Only Liao Mingfei deeply understands what he cares about most, understands himself, and sincerely thinks about himself.

Fan Xiaoyi's eyes suddenly blurred.