"Sister, I'm wrong, I promise I won't dare again in the future," the little boy repeatedly promised before Feng Jiu let the other party go, and Mu Qiang endured the discomfort in his waist and pushed the cart towards the cash register.

After settling the bill, Feng Jiu pulled Mu Chen, who was pushing the cart, back to their car quickly, "If you don't feel well, you should say it," Feng Jiu said and took out his bag from the car, and took out a small porcelain bottle from the bag, "Lift up the clothes" Feng Jiu said and had already started to dip the ointment, "If that little guy doesn't push the shopping cart in reverse, it is estimated that he won't hurt my waist here," Mu Chen said and pulled his shirt online.

"Who would have thought that this little kid would like to push that kind of big shopping cart around the supermarket, but I still have to thank you," Feng Jiu said and quickly helped Mu Chen with medicine, and it was not convenient to show her skills with a camera to follow her.

"What else do you have to be polite to me, it is right to protect you," Mu Chen obviously noticed the hot and sore place just now, it didn't hurt, it was cold and very comfortable, "I'll drive next, you take a rest" Feng Jiu said and put the medicine bottle in Mu Chen's hand, and walked towards the driver's seat.

Feng Jiu was worried that Mu Chen's body couldn't stand it, so she asked the director for Feng Lu's phone number, telling them that she and Mu Chen would go back to the place where they lived first, and on the way back, Feng Jiu deliberately dressed up two pot bottoms, Feng Jiu and Mu Chen brought things to the house, "You go and lie on the sofa, I'll get the rest" Although Feng Jiu applied ointment to Mu Chen, Feng Jiu never forgot that they were participating in the show, and some things can't be too exaggerated.

Therefore, the ointment she applied to Mu Chen could only temporarily relieve his pain, and it would not be immediately healed, so even if Mu Chen wanted to help Feng Jiu after letting go of things at this time, he couldn't stand up at all now.

"I won't go back to being in a wheelchair like before" Seeing that Feng Jiu was done, Mu Chen asked half-jokingly, "Of course not, you bear with it for a while, I'll give you an ice pack" Feng Jiu didn't expect Mu Chen to be so uncomfortable, and walked quickly towards the refrigerator in the kitchen as he spoke.

"I think your ointment works quite well, or you are helping me apply some" Mu Chen frowned, but he didn't regret helping Feng Jiu block it for a while, "The ointment is still in your pocket, or are you putting it in the car?" Feng Jiu walked towards Mu Chen with an ice pack in one hand and a glass of ice water in the other.

"In the pocket" Mu Chen said and took out the small medicine bottle that Feng Jiu gave him before, Feng Jiu took the medicine bottle, Mu Chen had already lifted his clothes, and the director behind the camera who was looking at a large bruise felt pain.

"Seeing you like this now, I think I was too kind to that kid before," Feng Jiu said and applied ointment to his palms to help Mu Chen push the bruises away, "hissing" may be a particularly enjoyable process in the eyes of others, but Mu Chen was sweating profusely, and across the screen, the hidden photographer felt pain.

"This Gu Liang is too ruthless," the male director who watched Feng Jiu's movements backstage asked with a constipated face, "If you don't bruise like this, you won't be able to open it, Mu Shao will suffer tomorrow, her skills are professional, and the medical department is really not ordinary" Although she said this, her body instinctively stayed away from the camera.

When Feng Lu and the others came back, they heard Mu Chen's painful voice, "How did you get it?" It hurts to look at it," Pan Huiqi, who was the first to walk into the living room, just saw the large bruise on Mu Chen's waist.