Chapter 261 Giving medicine, then being plotted, Kaiyang

In the evening, after Dongfang took the medicine, he wanted to sleep because of the effect of the medicine, and the door opened at this time. Looking at Dongfang, who cringed and leaned against the table and didn't dare to approach, he laughed: "Come here."

Dong Yin obediently and slowly moved to the bedside. Seeing her hand stretched out to her, her body stiff but did not retreat, and her hands subconsciously protected the beaten abdomen and turned blue. When I gave her medicine earlier, her abdomen was accidentally affected by her injured leg and was hit. I can still feel pain when breathing, and I don't dare to hide, so I have to close my eyes tightly. It won't hurt if I don't see it.

With unexpected pain, the back of the hand covering the abdomen suddenly felt warm, and the big eyes with water were suddenly pulled to the bedside by a force. It was so suddenly that his feet were unstable on the edge of the couch and rushed to **. Before he slow down, he only felt that his legs under the mattress twitched with the sound of inhaling above his head. He got up and retreated to the edge of the bed, half kneeled on one side, and his hands and feet were in a hurry: "Does it hurt?"

Dongtou was so painful that he just wanted to laugh, but before he reached that level, he just bit his lips and shook his head: "I just want to ask if the kick just now has hurt you."

"No pain." Dongfang Yinru was frightened by the elk, and her whole body kept shaking for fear that she would hurt even more if she slowed down. The person who caught a glimpse of ** showed a pale smile and realized that he took out a porcelain bottle and explained with Dongfang's eyes: "This is the wound medicine Murong asked for from Kaiyang Hospital, which is said to have a quick effect."

Looking at the nerd who bent down to remove the gauze gently, Dongfang felt funny and warm. Looking at his black hair drooping on the side of his neck, the brilliance of his left ear became more and more enchanting, reflecting Dongfang's eyes and only felt that a pair of gently trembling butterfly wings on his eyelids were going to live.

hiss!

Dongfang, who was distracted, only felt a bone-pieric coolness on her knees, which made her tremble.

"Bending, does it hurt?" When she looked up, she saw the paleness of her eyebrows. Dongfangtou shook his head: "It's just a little uncomfortable."

Dongfang Yin understood that she was comforting and said nothing. Just lowered his head and blew for her, hoping that this would relieve her pain: "Is it better?"

"Hmm." Seeing that he carefully changed the gauze for himself and his knees were obviously better, he finally nodded with a sigh of relief. Looking at the nerd's walnut eyes, Dongtu joked: "I'm fine. Go and apply your eyes first. See, you don't look as good as you were in the past?"

"...I, where am I..." Dongfang Yin scratched his face and dyed his cheeks red all the way to his neck. He lowered his eyebrows and disappeared into the room in panic.

Looking at the disappearing figure at the door, Dongfang's rippling smile disappeared at this time, his eyebrows bit his lips, and his face turned pale. He lifted the bedding on his body and watched the newly wrapped white gauze instantly turn red and trembled slightly. Regardless of the pain in his hands, he closed his eyes and rolled down directly from **, climbed to the bed with his elbow, reached out in a corner and took out a jar and a wine jar for a while.

The bleeding knees removed the newly changed gauze, and what entered the eyes was the rapid decay of the knees accompanied by a strange smell. Shaking his face, he first swallowed a pill given by the dragon. When the pain was not obvious, he patted the mud and clenched his teeth and fell directly on his knees.

With the suffocre hum, a trace of blood overflows from the lips, and the carotid artery is prominent. The smell of wine filled my nose and was slightly drunk.

When the miserable knee is repackaged, the back is already wet on the back. With his painful numb legs, he held the stool and changed a clean underwear and lay on the table: "Keiyangyuan..."

Judging from this situation, it must be a nerve to target herself, a thatched girl who has no power to bind chickens. It's not over one after another!

A cold hum overflowed from the oriental room. The cold moon in the evening looks cold.

The next day, when the East came to the front yard with crutches, the other five people stopped their movements and looked at the people who could only get out of bed in three days, secretly exclaiming that the medicine Murong asked for was really magical.

"Bun Wan, why did you get out of bed so soon?" Dongfangyin sat at the stone table with a pale face and poured a glass of water and handed it to her.

"Come out and move, so that it can be faster. Besides, after lying down for a long time, the bones are stiff." After secretly adjusting his breathing, he raised his head and smiled: "How are your fists and feet doing?"

"...it's okay." Dongfang Yin's face turned red, and his head was a little cramped. I'm afraid that the people in front of me will be angry and disappointed in themselves.

"Take your time. If you can't practice a movement for two days, it will always improve." Looking at the kind star of the nerd, she only felt guilty for a while. In fact, she was just copying the words of the former coach.

Gong Yao Cen also stopped his movements and sucked his nose all the way to her along the stone table sitting in the east. Seeing this, Dongfang Yin did not hesitate to stand in front of them. Seeing that he was still sucking his nose with his eyes closed, he was about to touch himself. He could not cure and push away Gong Yao Cen's face. Inexplicably, "Gong Lie, what are you doing?"

Huh? Don't you smell the wine?" Gong Yao Cen got up, put his waist with one hand on his waist and bent the other hand to think about it. He frowned, "There is a faint smell, but it's strange that you can't smell it?"

Han Zijin sat opposite Dongfang, looked at her up and down, and said in a low voice, "Have you drunk?"

Dong Yin broke her shoulders and looked anxious: "Bending, you are injured, why are you still drinking?" With that, he was about to lift his hands to see if his broken hand had deteriorated, but he was stopped by Oriental hip-hop: "It's okay. As soon as I got up, it hurt a little, so I took a small sip to relieve the pain."

Han Zijin caught a glimpse of her smiling too brightly, but did not refute the truth of her words, because he had never been so seriously injured at this age, so he didn't understand.

"Does it still hurt?! Isn't it better to take the medicine last night? Dongfangyin's eyebrows were entangled, and his face was flustered, as if he were in pain.

"This is normal. Knowing the pain means that the hands and feet are not used and are recovering." Dongfang shrugged his shoulders and comforted the frightened nerd with a relaxed look.

Gong Yao cen staggered his lips and still didn't believe it: "But the smell of this wine is too strong?"

"..." You are a dog! Dongfang looked at the person who talked to himself with a gloomy face, and suddenly found that it was better to stay in the room to avoid getting injured and dealing with these trouble-trospecies.

Thinking of the way I went down with a jar of wine last night and felt half dead, not to mention cleaning the floor until midnight, I couldn't stop getting angry. She wants to see who is going to die, and then return it one by one!

"When I first came in to clean the room, I found a jar of wine, which may have been left by my predecessors. I secretly drank a few cups when I smelled the fragrance." Feeling that the nerd's eyes were a little angry, Dongfang only felt that he sat down on the stone bench and scratched his cheek and hummed: "I didn't know it tasted good, just......" Now it's like this.

Seeing Dongfang get up, Dongfang subconsciously pulled him and looked up: "Where are you going?"

"Confiscate the wine jar in your room!"