Chapter 196: Broken Skin

As he spoke, he ordered someone to lead the way and send them up, and also told that there was a bone-setting doctor of the dart bureau on it, and that he was the best at this kind of sprain, so that he must go to check and check, so as not to have any secret injuries.

Thank you Lu Steward, up the slope, someone has already greeted him to say thank you, it is the businessman of the mercenary dart bureau this time, he saw that scene above, his heart was shocked, and he was worried about his loss, if those mule carts all fell off the cliff, this time I am afraid that there will be no return, and it will really be fatal, and this business will be difficult to do in the future.

Seeing Wang Yongzhu come out and pull the sliding car, his first reaction was that the goods were saved, and there was no need to lose money! The second reaction is the same as everyone, where did this strange girl come from, she can actually pull the sliding mule cart, that's something that several big men can't do?

Born with divine powers?

No matter what you think in your heart, without Wang Yongzhu's shot, everyone would be unlucky today!

Therefore, the businessman stepped forward to thank him as soon as possible: "The contemptible person's surname is Zhang, his name is Zhang Yinbao, this time the goods are all the belongings of the contemptible person, if something really happens, I am afraid that Zhang will go bankrupt!" Thanks to the girl's help, I can't thank you enough! Thank you so much! ”

Wang Yongping was concerned about his little sister's arm, and stretched out his hand to block it: "Don't get in the way, doctor, show my little sister quickly, it doesn't matter if she has her arm!" ”

Zhang Yinbao is not angry, he is angry and makes money, not to mention that people saved their goods, if they are really injured, and they still delay other people's love and injuries, it will be too undeserved.

Busy compensation is not: "It's all my fault, it's all my fault, I delayed the girl's treatment, please here, please here-"

As he spoke, he led the man to the doctor.

The doctor was also shocked by Wang Yongzhu's divine power, so when he checked it, he wanted to pinch his arm, which looked just slightly fatter than ordinary people, how he grabbed the mule cart.

As soon as he had this thought, he heard a warning cough, raised his head, and looked at Song Chongjin's swarthy eyes that could not see emotion.

The doctor's heart jumped, and he immediately gathered his mind and carefully checked Wang Yongzhu, except for a little loss of strength, everything was fine, and his arm was not strained.

That is, because of the tension of the palms and wrists, although there is Song Chongjin's relaxation and massage, there is still a little spasm, and it needs to be massaged with medicinal oil.

The doctor took out a bottle, and before he could explain how to use it, Song Chongjin took it silently, poured some into the palm of his hand, rubbed it and rubbed it before rubbing it on Wang Yongzhu's wrist.

Song Chongjin didn't have the strength to restrain these few times, but only rubbed Wang Yongzhu's jumping feet with cracked teeth: "Oh, you light!" …… Stop it! …… Get down on your knees and beg to let me go...... Fourth brother, help—"

Wang Yongping was just about to step forward to save his little sister, but Song Chongjin said lukewarmly: "If you don't rub it, your wrist will hurt tonight, and it will be so swollen that you can't lift it tomorrow." ”

Wang Yongping and Wang Yongzhu looked at the doctor together.

Doctor Alexander, looked at Song Chongjin.

Under Song Chongjin's oppressive eyes, he nodded silently.

Turning around, touching his conscience, alas, sure enough, when he was old, he coaxed. Seeing that the stinky boy was thinking of a way to take advantage of the girl, he didn't dare to come forward.

However, seeing that the elder brother has no objection, maybe it is a flirting between a young couple?

I'm old, and I can't understand the routines of the little young ones!

Touching his still aching conscience, the doctor slipped away.

Since the doctors have agreed with Song Chongjin's statement, believe the doctors!

So Wang Yong

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Zhu pursed his mouth and struggled hard: "Can you light it down, if you rub it like this, you can rub it out without injury, and the skin will be punctured!" Are you sure you're not retaliating? ”

Only now did she feel the usefulness of the beauty and shaping clothes.

The skin that was wrapped in beauty shaping clothes not only turned white, but also tender.

When he was rubbed by Song Chongjin, he could bear it, but when he rubbed his wrist here, with the same force, when he got to his wrist, it hurt hotly, and he felt that after rubbing it a few times, the skin was really going to be broken.

On weekdays, I really don't think that no one will be idle and rub their arms and legs, right?

If it was before, Wang Yongzhu would definitely be happy, what woman doesn't want her skin to be white and tender? This is the ultimate pursuit of women, okay?

But now, she is going to take the farming route, this white skin is tender, and it hurts when she touches it a little harder, why do you farm?

Do you use brain holes?

The only thing Wang Yongzhu is glad about is that this shaping clothes fortunately didn't shape the hands and feet together, otherwise, forget about this hand, the skin of this foot is so tender, wouldn't it hurt to walk?

What a cheat!

Song Chongjin heard Wang Yongzhu's muttering, and lowered his head, as if, it seems, his wrist was just rubbed a few times, and before he could use any force, he actually shouted that it hurt, and it was red? Looks like it's going to break the skin?

A country girl, why is she so delicate? Song Chongjin's hand stiffened, and he paused there, not knowing whether it was better to continue or stop.

Or Wang Yongzhu glanced at him, "Why don't you rub it?" All right? As he spoke, he quickly withdrew his hand and shook it behind his back a few times.

Song Chongjin darkened his face, put away the medicinal oil, and said coldly: "Rub it once a day for three days." ”

As he spoke, he looked at the medicinal oil in his hand with disgust, asked the person next to him, and knew that there was a small river nearby, so he hurriedly went to wash his hands.

Wang Yongzhu saw Song Chongjin's urgent and disgusted appearance, pouted, and knew that a few days ago, she was still YY Song Chongjin's good impression of herself rose, did she want to bow down under her pomegranate skirt, sure enough, it was all an illusion!

As a straight daughter of steel in the last time and space for more than 20 years, I didn't understand why it is said that every boy who has a good impression of himself has become a good friend after having a meal and playing a game with himself.

But she profoundly understands that she will definitely not be able to take the kind of route that can fascinate the opposite sex with a smile and forget her surname.

No, she thought that she was finally familiar with Song Chongjin, and it seemed that Song Chongjin's impression of her had also improved, so she took this opportunity to brush up on her goodwill, and when the system returned, she would get a little points or something, and now in this situation at home, the need to earn points is imminent.

By the way, I also thought about getting closer to Song Chongjin, and then I would find out the clues about the A-level physique. She always felt that this A-level physique was weird.

In the impression of reference, my cousin's finger was scratched by the paper a little skin, and she could send it to Moments, saying that she was injured, how uncomfortable she was, how she was pitiful, weak and helpless, and she could immediately attract a group of boys who loved her, some left messages of concern, some called to offer condolences, some sent band-aids to the door, and some sent flowers to make her happy.

She pondered that she was barely coquettish, and finally made a joke to liven up the atmosphere.

But why didn't Song Chongjin massage with a black face, and he was so disgusted that he went to wash his hands immediately?

The fourth more ~~ The author whose skin is thicker than the city wall continues to ask for a monthly pass~~

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