Injuried.

Whether a man or a woman is injured, it is a very sad thing.

However, in certain circumstances, injury is a good thing.

Especially for male compatriots, they are suddenly injured at some point and may be able to hold the beauty home. Such scenes often appear in movies. The grassroots male protagonist saves the beauty and is beaten to the point of being unable to take care of himself. Then the female protagonist sends the male protagonist to the hospital, and the two gradually develop feelings for each other...

The webmaster was lying in the hospital, ignoring the female doctor and the female nurse coming and going.

The reason why this bitch is so innocent is that Yu Shasha is with him by the bed.

In fact, his injury is not serious. Just take a tetanus and apply some medicine. As long as the wound is not infected, there is no serious injury. One reason why the webmaster was hospitalized resolutely was that he was afraid of the police since he was a child and did not want to go to the police station to record confessions. The second reason is of course because he was hospitalized with a beauty.

"Give it." Yu Shasha peeled an apple and handed it over.

"Hehe, can you feed me?" The webmaster was so harassed by Yu Shasha and said with a shameless look.

"You have a leg injury and your hands are not injured, why should you feed you?" Yu Shasha has strong ability to resist harassment.

"I'm hurt. Now when I think about it, I'm still sweating all over." The webmaster didn't say anything this time, and said in lingering fear: "I almost hit my buddy's little Dingding last night..."

"Who told you to be so stupid?" Yu Shasha cursed, and she felt a little worried about the webmaster. When she remembered, she was still afraid. If a man was stabbed in that place, how could he survive in the future?

The webmaster said weakly: "I'm stupid when I see you are in danger."

"..." Yu Shasha was speechless, and her little face suddenly turned red.

The webmaster said seriously: "I don't need you to repay me, just feed me an apple."

"This is what you said yourself, don't regret it." Yu Shasha showed a prank smile, peeled off a small piece of apple on the spot, and said softly: "Open your mouth."

The webmaster's eyes were wet. When he bites the apple, he almost bit Yu Sasha's finger.

At this moment, his mood can only be described as a famous saying from the Glory Guild: I have never been so happy in my life...

The webmaster was intoxicated by eating the apples that Yu Shasha fed him bit by bit.

At this moment, his miserable life finally improved a little.

At this happy moment, the webmaster began to look forward to the sky and started a routine. The output cycle was slightly sharp: "Sasha, let me ask, what did you mean by saying that I just said I should not regret it. Are you ready to agree with me?"

"Go to be your big head dream!" Yu Shasha said coquettishly, with a faint blush on her face, and said in a tone that was unbearable to look back: "Last night I experienced the craziest thing in my life. I swear I will never participate in such a dangerous thing again!"

"Well, I agree, I won't participate in such a terrifying event if I beat you to death." The webmaster took care of the beauty's emotions, and then became lewd and humble again: "Sasha, did you really like that kind of vulgar and shy game house before?"

Yu Shasha asked back, “Isn’t that possible?”

"Hehe, I have never had the shame to tell you the truth before. I am afraid that you will look down on me and ignore me..." The webmaster started his true performance, and put on the stance of "Kaizikong, playing with milk by force" and said arrogantly: "If you want to say something else, maybe I can't do it. But it's more lewd than being naughty, I think I'm still very good."

After a pause, this guy became more and more awesome: "According to the cultural heritage of thousands of books on Xiao Huangwen, most people are not as vulgar as me. But when I see you, I am still very shy. I didn't dare to talk to you before, and I always couldn't find the topic. But now, I can tell you responsibly that the man you are looking for insulting and shy wearing golden armored sacred clothes is me!"

Yu Shasha was ridiculous and crying: "When did I say I had worn the Golden Armor Holy Clothes?"

"This doesn't matter." The webmaster also burst into a mysterious self-confidence: "Anyway, the person you are looking for is me."

Yu Shasha was silent for a while and said sadly: "I was deceived like a fool just now. Now I see that boys have shadows. Classmate, how do you tell me to believe you?"

Webmaster: "You don't have to believe me, why don't you give me a probation period and test me slowly?"

Yu Shasha: "You think beautifully, why do I feel like you have been tricked by you?"

Webmaster: "Give me some face, a one-year probation period is enough."

Yu Shasha glared at him: "You are so shameless, you still want to be that long a year?"

"Half a year, half a year is fine!" The webmaster was not giving up.

"No." Yu Shasha was very determined.

"Three months, three months are the only ones?" The webmaster showed his indomitable Olympic spirit.

"I refuse." Yu Shasha sticks to the bottom line.

"Two months!" The webmaster bargained.

"I don't." Yu Shasha refused to give in.

"If you don't agree for a month, I will apply poison to my wound!" The webmaster took the initiative.

"Follower, where did you get the poison?" Yu Shasha was not fooled and deeply hit the Fourth Master. Then she relaxed: "Don't pester me so much. I'm very confused. I haven't gotten angry with what happened yesterday. Please let me think about it..."

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"Master Lang, you are not particular. Don't you call me such an exciting thing?"

In Zhen Lang's ward, the cannon was complaining violently.

"Yes, I didn't call me either. It hurts my Chinese heart too much." Dynamic said with a sad face.

Zhen Lang: "I called you on WeChat last night. You said the dormitory gate was closed and couldn't get out. There were also cannons, you didn't reply to me at all."

The cannon was speechless, but he was still struggling: "You didn't say anything. If I had known that I would come out to capture the fake guy who had been killed by a thousand swords, I would have to jump over the wall and jump off the building!"

Zhen Lang: "Come on, I believe you climb over the wall. Second Master is broken by his legs after climbing over the wall..."

"Damn, I'm still caught in the shooting if I don't speak?" Erpang's face turned green.

When I was a freshman, the lights were turned off in the dormitory, and four animals in 301 suddenly wanted to try climbing over the wall and go out to play. They jumped down from the second floor, then went to the wall on campus, and then the story came. Zhen Lang, dynamic and the webmaster climbed the wall easily, but Erpang, who had a weight of 200 kilograms, couldn't climb up, and he repeatedly did jumping under the wall...

Later, Zhen Lang and the other two used their strength to push Erpang to the wall. As a result, Erpang was still not good enough. When he jumped out, he almost broke his leg... Since then, no one has ever asked Erpang to climb over the wall.

"By the way, how is the situation online now?" Zhen Lang asked.

"Old-looking, those trolls don't know that the real murderer has been arrested, and they all want to kill you." Erpang said, showing a wretched smile: "The president and the big lady mean that they don't care about it for now, let those trolls make trouble. Our guild will also take this opportunity to organize internally to see who is reliable and who is unreliable. After the police announce the truth, they should have another news, having sex, and then see how swollen the faces of those trolls are."

Zhen Lang smiled: "Okay, I like this kind of slap routine."

Erpang: "Master, you should take good care of your injuries. Let's go and see the Fourth Master."

"Don't go." Dynamic objected: "Fatty, are you Biao? The Fourth Master finally made some progress with Yu Shasha. Are you going to be a light bulb for Mao?"

Erpang: "The boss and Miss Xiaomi live in the world. Don't we also act as light bulbs? Look, Miss Xiaomi has been waiting at the door for a long time."

Tian Ji, who was silent, said: "Your Majesty Lang and Miss Xiaomi are both husband and wife, are you still afraid of your light bulb?"

"It makes sense." Erpang was convinced.

"Come on, you all go back." Zhen Lang looked at the bitches with laughter and cry, and said, "I can't hold the mouse in my right hand these days. Please come to my account to do your daily routine. By the way, I can't participate in the activities this weekend."

"No problem, just leave it to me."

After a group of animals left, Shuimi'er walked into the ward.

"Don't hold it back, pretend to be a tough guy. Just call it out if you want." Shumi'er's lines came in were very sharp.

Zhen Lang immediately grinned, showing an expression of pain.

The webmaster looks serious, but is not serious in fact.

Zhen Lang is just the opposite. It doesn’t seem serious, but it’s actually a bit serious.

Ren Qiyue's knife last night opened a hole of more than ten centimeters on Zhen Lang's right arm. The short sleeve he wore last night, without any obstacles to cover it, and he was really hit hard. At that time, Zhen Lang was only concerned about beating Ren Qiyue after being stabbed, but he did not notice any abnormality. After he finished beating, his face suddenly turned pale and his whole arm was covered in blood. No matter how he looked, it was a rhythm of excessive blood loss.

Sure enough, after being sent to the hospital, the diagnosis was revealed that Zhen Lang's condition was much more serious than that of the webmaster.

Now his right hand is painful whenever he moves his right hand casually. If he holds the mouse when playing games, he will not talk about the pain and will aggravate his injury. The doctor advises him not to use his right hand within a week, preferably not even use chopsticks.

Just now, in front of the brothers, the boss bit the bullet and pretended to be a real man in his iron blood.

As soon as the animals left, the idol brother immediately revealed his true colors.

"Looking at your grinning look, is it that exaggerated? I really want to take a picture of what you are now and make an emoticon pack." Shuimi'er gloated for a while, picked up a pillow and placed it behind him, then opened a thermal box, and said, "Sit up a little straight. This is the chicken soup made by my sister according to the recipe of the mobile phone. I tasted it, and the taste was acceptable. You must finish it today."

Zhen Lang tasted it and complained: "Is this a good deal?"

Shui Mier: "Is it that hard to drink?"

Zhen Lang: "No, it's so delicious. I didn't find you so humble before."

"Are you Xiong Da or Xiong Er? Have you stolen honey? Your mouth has become so sweet?" Shuimi'er's face also looked like honey was applied, and she showed a sweet smile: "Don't do anything in the future, I'll feed you."

Zhen Lang’s routine is completely different from that of the webmaster: “No, I don’t move my right hand, and I can hold a spoon in my left hand.”

"So you are a piece of wood, and the Fourth Master is smarter than you!" Shumier ruthlessly contempts the boss.

"When did the Fourth Master, the animal who helped Martai pick up soap, get smarter than me?" Zhen Lang expressed dissatisfaction.

"When I passed by his door, I saw Yu Shasha feed him apples." Shuimi'er broke the news.

"So awesome?" Zhen Lang smiled, sincerely happy for the Fourth Master.

"Don't mess around, be honest, open your mouth obediently, and the soup will splash on you later, don't blame me." Shuimi'er looked fierce and fed Zhen Lang a mouthful of soup, and her tone suddenly softened: "I know, you wanted to stand in front of me last night, you are even more stupid than the Fourth Master."
Chapter completed!