Chapter 159: You really don’t need me to be responsible? 4
"Dislocated, need a plaster."
Kurosawa held the film, and as soon as he said the words, he was heartbroken and shouted in despair: "No, I won't put a plaster on, I won't put on a plaster, no, Brother Shi, I won't put on a plaster, I still have to participate in the piano competition, only the remaining
I couldn't wear a cast for a week."
She has common sense. If she puts on a plaster, it will take at least a month, and then she won't be able to participate in the piano competition next week.
"Is it your health that's more important, or the piano competition?" Shi Feiyan saw her excitement and cursed.
Then, with a chill in his heart, he asked the attending doctor: "Lead the way."[
"The piano competition is important. I don't want a plaster. I don't want a plaster. Brother Shi, please let me go, let me go." Xinxin was so excited that he beat Shi Feiyan with his other hand.
"Shi Feiyan." Gu Xiaoyao, who was in Young Master Di's arms, suddenly called out. Shi Feiyan stopped and looked over, squinting slightly. Gu Xiaoyao was not afraid of him. He turned back fiercely, then poked Young Master Di with his hand and said
: "Husband, if you fix Xinhan's bones, she won't need to wear a plaster. Plastering is very troublesome and will take more than a month."
His husband's bone-setting technique is very good. He can cure coldness by rubbing it for a moment. Traditional Chinese medicine is sometimes much more effective than Western medicine.
The feeling of struggling in Shi Feiyan's arms was chilling, and hope suddenly ignited in his heart: "Sister Yaoyao, are you telling the truth?"
Her expectant eyes were fixed on Young Master Di's face.
"Of course it's true, my husband can set bones."
Young Master Di frowned slightly, then glanced at Shi Feiyan, asking him what he meant. It was obvious that Shi Feiyan was unwilling to do anything. He didn't want to do bad things with good intentions, so he immediately shrugged: "Sorry, I can't."
As soon as he finished speaking, Shi Feiyan turned around and walked out of the emergency ward.
The moment he turned around, he also glanced back at Young Master Di, clearly a look of gratitude!
Shi Feiyan was worried that he had no legitimate reason to prevent Xinhan from participating in the competition. Xinhan's dislocated hand was an excellent reason. He had long had enough of the feeling of being ignored these days, and had long had enough of Xinhan's "academic exchanges" with a certain senior brother.
"The phone porridge, I had had enough of the disappointment earlier and wanted to use the competition as a springboard to escape from my own thoughts.
"Husband, you obviously..." Gu Xiaoyao pursed her lips, and Master Di slapped her on the butt with his palm: "Who allowed you to run out to play privately and turn off your phone? If you get hurt now, don't expect me to forgive you."