Chapter 393

Song Ci looked at Alex, who was lying on the ground silent, sighed regretfully, and looked at Leng Hanyi with a complaint in his eyes.

Leng Hanyi helplessly raised her hand and touched the top of her hair.

"I'm sorry for robbing you of your chance, but I can't do it while I see someone raise their hand at you."

Song Ci blinked, and the corners of his mouth opened an arc.

Well, for the sake of him still saying earthy love words to coax himself, she won't delve into it.

By the time everyone in the SC team got the news and rushed over, Leng Hanyi had already escorted Song Ci out.

Zhang Yang rushed to the front, and when he ran in front of Song Ci, he was still panting.

"Little porcelain, you're all right, those idiots didn't do anything to you." As he spoke, the green tendons on his forehead burst out, and he was about to rush over to find someone to fight for three hundred rounds.

"These scum who can't afford to lose, they start playing tricks when they lose the game."

Before he could rush out two steps, he was dragged back by Leng Hanyi.

"Alas, alas, it hurts, who caught me, you wait for me......"

But when he turned his head and saw Leng Hanyi's face, he fell silent in an instant, and the aura just now made him wilt in an instant.

Luo Jinsheng originally walked at the back, and when he saw Song Ci squeezing forward, he subconsciously moved his right arm away.

When he walked in front of Song Ci, he grabbed Song Ci with his left hand and turned around, making sure that she was fine, before he raised his left hand and rubbed the top of her hair.

"It's okay."

Just such a subconscious action made Song Ci discover that something was wrong.

She stretched out her hand and grabbed his arm, raised it slightly, Luo Jinsheng snorted, his face turned pale in an instant, and a drop of cold sweat dripped down.

"What's wrong with your hand?"

Song Ci suddenly didn't dare to move, and his originally calm expression instantly cooled down.

Luo Jinsheng wanted to withdraw his arm, but was tightly held by Song Ci.

"Nothing."

Zhang Yang was suddenly unhappy, "It's okay, this hand has been broken." It was Yisen's grandson who pushed the screen and smashed it on Luo Jinsheng's hand. There is another game tomorrow, Luo Jinsheng's wrist is broken, what will he do tomorrow. ”

Song Ci's ears didn't put the second half of Zhang Yang's words in his ears at all, but only broke Luo Jinsheng's wrist by Yisen's people, and this sentence was repeated in his ears countless times.

A fire seemed to burn in Song Ci's eyes.

Leng Hanyi held Song Ci's hand and signaled her to calm down.

And Luo Jinsheng thought that he still knew a little bit about his sister, and pressed her little head with his left hand.

"My wrist is a small thing, there is a game tomorrow, the account can be calculated slowly, but the game is not."

Song Ci's face was extremely dark.

"Ding Ding, is there a way to reduce Luo Jinsheng's pain and recover his wrist?"

【Ding! The host, some, the Demobilization Pill, has a 10,000 love value, but this can only treat the symptoms, not the root cause, and there is no way to cure Luo Jinsheng's illness. 】

Song Ci was stunned.

"Sick? What disease? ”

【Ding! Hey, host, you don't know, Luo Jinsheng's osteogenesis is incomplete, which is commonly known as brittle bone disease. However, his symptoms are mild, and he is prone to fractures in adulthood, but the disease can develop very seriously in the later stages, which may lead to deafness or paralysis. 】

Song Ci's face turned even more pale, she didn't realize how scary her expression was, Zhang Yang looked at Song Ci, then at Luo Jinsheng, and finally at Leng Hanyi.