"Huang Cen:

I will definitely do my best to protect the people I like

I won't give it to anyone.

"Doctor, I once heard that my left shoulder hurts, could it be related to frozen shoulder?" Xinrou asked.

Scapulohumeral periarthritis? This truth startled Malt.

"The frozen shoulder you mentioned is the most common among the elderly, that is to say, people over 50 years old, left shoulder pain is actually shoulder pain, or shoulder pain, and patients of different ages have different problems. The most common sports injury in young people is that if it is a recent pain or post-exercise pain, it is considered a muscular problem, and the structure of the shoulder area is normal, and the attached muscle injury or ligament injury can be recovered with conservative treatment. The doctor said.

Malt is relieved at this time, and it has become a 50-year-old body at a young age? This sounds ridiculous, it's a baby-faced but a 50-year-old lady, what's this called....

"Doctor, will I get better soon?" Malt is still obsessed with this problem.

"If the injury persists for 2-4 weeks and then does not get better, or if there is a tendency to worsen, consider whether it is a problem with the ligaments around the shoulder, muscle attachments, and bony attachments, that is, rotator cuff problems." The doctor said.

Malt nodded, but didn't understand anything.

But looking at the doctor's expression, it seems that the matter is not so serious, and it is a minor problem.

"But you must not ignore this problem, if you continue to exercise and stretch, it may further aggravate your condition, this time is mainly rest."

Mai took the prescription prescribed by the doctor, took a few boxes of medicine and went back.

Xinrou had heard about this symptom of frozen shoulder, and when she was a child, she seemed to have been affected by the elderly in the family, and it looked painful.

"Since this is the case, you don't want to participate in the stage play of the club in the future, the doctor just said that you still focus on rest, and I will help you ask for leave from the club," Xinrou said with concern.

It seems that things can only be like this, although Malt doesn't want to leave, but it can't just because of this small role, let yourself lose an arm!

Which is more important, the malt is still clearly divided at the moment.

"That's a pity, if I don't go to the club, how can I meet my senior ..... Mangni."

"You can go to the audience and watch it!"

"Go to the audience to see, if this is seen by the senior sister, maybe what will she say? What's more, I can't play anymore now, a person who won't bring any labor to the club, just watch from below, and I can't say it in the end" Malt has realized this, and the senior sister will not let go of this little braid.

"Anyway, you have to think about your body, you can't get hurt because of this stage play in the club, right?" Xinrou said.

"Okay, then I'll listen to you".

But just as he was about to walk to the dormitory, a person came behind him.

"My shoulders are injured and I'm still running around, do you know how to take care of your body?"

Malt slowly turned his head, and what appeared in front of him was that ruffian smile, saying, how could he know that he was injured? This is inside information! Inside information leaked? No way?

"How do you know I have a shoulder injury?".

"I've told you, I'm a mind-reading person, I can easily read your heart, if you're hurt, you will give me a stop, don't go anywhere, I bought you something to eat, save you from starving" He carried a big bag of snacks in his hand, just like the snack gift bag that others gave to the family when he was a child.

But some things are also useless, and if you always receive favors from others, then.... Eating people's mouths is short, and it should be impossible to raise your head when the time comes, this truth is still clear.

"No, no, no, I can't take these things from you, I'm just injured in my shoulder, my leg can still walk, I can go to the cafeteria to eat, you don't have to worry about eating this" Malt smiled at him, although the snacks in his hand seemed to look very tempting, but he had to refuse it, and he couldn't bear to cut his love~

"Let you take it, there is no reason to take it back, every time the canteen is ordered, there are so many people, when your little shoulder is accidentally stepped on, it will become a waste, I don't want to have to carry you on my back the next time we meet, it is too troublesome" He looked reluctant.

Malt is really inexplicably arched out of the air, the person in front of him is afraid that he is not a nervous, right? Are there really so many ifs?

"Who will become a waste, believe it or not, I will turn you into a waste person in minutes!" Although I am a little uncomfortable physically, I can't lose in momentum.

"Okay, okay, you're the best, I'm afraid of you! But you have to take these things, and if you don't, I'll pull up a banner with your name written on it, and call my brothers to help me shout until you take these snacks away, so which one do you choose?" His black head under the sunlight and the contrast in his tone make people angry and funny.

Malt is helpless, is there only one choice for these two choices? The second option, that's all hell!

Pulling the banner is a shame for him to think of, then his face will not only be lost in the club, but also in front of the entire dormitory, what's the matter.

"Okay, okay, I'll take it, I'll take it" This is also no choice, it seems that this favor will have to be returned in the future.

"That's right, every time you eat, I'll wait for you here and take you out to eat."

Eating alone? Does he want to be so cheeky? This is simply taking advantage of people's danger and taking advantage of the fire to rob!

"For..... Why eat out? Malt asked.

"Of course I'm doing this for your own good, you see that your shoulder is also injured now, if you go to the cafeteria, there are so many people, what if you accidentally squeeze it? When the time comes, your small injury will become a big injury, I will take you to eat outside the school, the environment there is good, there are few people, it will not cause any harm to your injury, look at how thoughtful I think" He looked proud.

It's all about it! This person is obviously not well-intentioned! Under the banner of doing good for yourself, and then openly asking yourself out to dinner, what is this called?

"Don't don't, I can't promise you about this, if you mention this matter to me again, believe it or not, I'll block your WeChat now!" Malt raised the phone with her right hand, and waited for you to block WeChat, and see what message you were sending, hum.

Huang Cen, who was obviously speaking very hard just now, softened in an instant, "Oh, don't make any jokes at this time, okay, okay, then I won't take you there, then when you and your roommate go to dinner, you must be careful not to let others touch you."

"Hmm," Malt nodded.

"I'll give you a snack" Huang Cen handed over the snack and handed it to Xinrou.

"I'll just take it, why bother my roommate?" Malt said.

"Aren't you hurt? It's only natural for roommates to help each other, and I'm sure your roommate is willing to do that, right? Huang Cen said.

Xinrou nodded.

Malt took the thing into his hand, "I'm just a little injured on the left shoulder, but my right hand can still pick up things, why should you underestimate me!" "It's not a good feeling to be treated like a wounded soldier.

"Okay, okay, you can do it, and then you're going to have to break this shoulder, see if I don't take care of you," he said.

"You still dare to clean me up!".

"Okay, okay, go back quickly, it's annoying," Huang Cen said impatiently.

The malt then took what he had in his hand and went back.

Huang Cen looked at Malt's back until he disappeared into the dormitory building, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then he left.

I have to say, the snacks that this guy buys are the kind that can be eaten as meals, and he buys a lot of them, so he can not go out for a week, does he really think that he has a big territory in the dormitory?

"Malt, I think this boy is very good to you, and you don't need to continue to suffer such grievances in the club, why don't you consider him?" Xinrou asked.

"Although others are very good, but I really don't have feelings for him, I still like Mangni seniors, some things are identified, it is difficult to make changes" Malt is a tendon on the road of liking Mangni seniors.

When the two returned to the dormitory, the other roommates looked at the big bag of snacks.

"Didn't you two go to the infirmary? Could it be that he turned to the commissary halfway through? One roommate asked in surprise.

"No, these things were sent by Huang Cen," Malt was also helpless.

"Huh? He's bought you so much delicious food, and it seems that he really cares about you."

"Really? I'm also very interested in Senior Mangni, it's not the same result," Malt said.

Wang Er ran out of mobile phones, and returned the mobile phone, "Malt, thank you for lending me my mobile phone, I successfully escaped, otherwise the instructor would really have to talk to me again, I'm really afraid of having the next conversation."

Malt smiled at her, "It's okay, hee~".

"By the way, what's wrong with your shoulder injury?" A few roommates asked with concern.

Malt found a place to place the snack and dragged aside the chair with his right hand and sat on it.

"The doctor said that although this is a minor injury, you still have to pay attention to it, otherwise it may become a serious illness in the future."

"Huh? It's so serious, it seems that you still don't want to participate in that stage play in your club."

"I think so too, it's a pity, it's a pity, there is such a good actor as me, and it has already been finished before he appears on the stage, alas~" Malt said jokingly.

"yes. We'd all like to see you in a stage play before that, but that's fine, we don't want you to get hurt, so let's get some rest! ”。

Malt picked up the mobile phone on the side and there was little power, and it happened that the dormitory called.

After charging the phone, there is indeed an unread text message on it, so let me guess which junk marketing account sent the text message.

"How's your shoulder? How will an internal message marketing account know? That's too much, isn't it? This is not clearly the private life of the eavesdropper! When Malt saw the content on this, she felt that her privacy was being spied on, and this feeling was really nakedly uncomfortable.

But the next second, I saw that the sender was Senior Mangni.....

This text message was sent by Senior Mangni? Is it true that Senior Mangni's mobile phone was taken over and sent at random? Isn't this really a mass post? How did Senior Mangni know that his shoulder was injured?

Could it be that this is the legendary telepathy? Isn't that amazing?

"Don't worry, senior, I'm fine, but I may not be able to participate in the stage play......"