Chapter 665: : Take care of your Mr. Zuo (1)

Obviously hearing the irony in his words, Anhao immediately retorted in a hurry: "I didn't beat him at the time, so I was pushed directly into the car, okay?! Where is the deceived!"
As a result, her body moved too violently when she turned her head to stare at him, and there was a sharp pain in her waist, and she snorted in pain and complained all over her face.
Zuo Hancheng Qingjun’s eyebrows moved slightly, and he sat by her bed with his hands on her waist. Anhao thought that he was going to help her press a button, and immediately said,
There, there, now is It hurts there, not the place before..."
As a result, Zuo Hancheng's hand was just placed on her waist like this. When Anhe was too painful to twist her body, he pressed his hand at the place where the nurse had just pressed her and it hurt. He stood up, almost howled, then turned his eyes and glared at him viciously: "Asshole, you actually fell into trouble!"
Zuo Hancheng chuckled: "Don't be so mentally disabled in the future, and you won't exceed my expectations. At least within the range I want, your life can still be safely saved."
"Who's brain-dead? You have a demented girlfriend, crying and crying to beg me to help her go on a blind date, and dress me up as that virtue, do you think I am willing?" An angry lay on the bed and closed her eyes and said : "I slept here today, so I won't go back with you. Before, I was too anxious to be discharged, but now it's good to think about staying in the hospital."
"you sure?"
"I am sure!"
Then... Anhao found that there was no sound behind her. She hesitated for a while and then looked back. She just saw Zuo Hancheng walking out of the door. She was immediately surprised. He let her go?
Thinking that he would take her back to bullying for 300 rounds before giving up, he actually threw her in the hospital to "enjoy" the pungent treatment of disinfectant?
An Hao was thinking. The old orthopedic doctor came back from another clinic next door. When he entered the door, he saw An Hao lying there still, so he pushed the silver-rimmed glasses and looked at her: "Why hasn't Miss Gu gone yet? "
"My back hurts and I don't want to move." Anhao casually found a reason, but in his heart he didn't expect Zuo Hancheng to really leave her like that.
There is such a little bit...sourness in this little heart...
I'm so spoiled, how good you are, Gu An!
Anhao raised her hand to press on her head, and when the old doctor noticed that her face was not so good, he said sadly: "Doctor, you can arrange a ward for me. I will stay in the hospital."
The old doctor pushed his eyes again and smiled: "Alright, you just need a few days of acupuncture and massage for your waist injury. I heard in the next room just now. You are not satisfied with the techniques of those nurses, are you? Arrange for a few other young people to give you massage, but apart from the few nurses just now, the rest are all male doctors, and they are also male doctors on internships. I didn’t say Mr. Zuo here just now. This waist needs to be lifted up during acupuncture massage..."
Anhao looked at the old doctor in disbelief for an instant, "Male doctor? Or intern?"
The old doctor smiled: "How could there be so many doctors specializing in massage in the hospital? Apart from a few professional nurses and acupuncture doctors, of course, they are still intern doctors. Also, it is indeed best for you to stay in the hospital again. For a few days, massage three times in the morning, midnight and evening, and three times acupuncture, so that you can fully recover in about three days and you don’t need to go home to apply medicine...
"How long will it take me to apply medicine?"
"You can recover in more than a week, but wouldn't it be faster in three days?"
Anhao pursed his lips and stopped talking, resolutely picked up the phone and called Zuo Hancheng. The phone rang for a few times before answering. Anhao could think that Zuo Hancheng was there when the phone rang. The triumphant expression in her eyes when she saw her call.
"Hey..." Anhao continued to lie down on the bed with a sad expression, with a small voice: "I don't want to be hospitalized..."
"What? You weren't sure just now?" Zuo Hancheng's voice came from the other end of the phone. It sounded calm and quiet, but he was obviously smiling.
Anhao rolled her eyes towards the corner and said, "Anyway, I can't stop it. I'll just go back and apply the medicine. If I apply the medicine, it will be fine in one week. The doctor's massage method here is painful, and the doctor said The male doctor who changed internship gave me a press, I would rather die than press it!"
After she hung up the phone, she turned to look at the old doctor who was still smiling, "Doctor, do I continue to exercise every day?"
"Of course, exercise is necessary to speed up the recovery of the normal function of the waist soft tissue, but it does not take more than half an hour every day. Don't take it too much, otherwise it will be counterproductive."
It seems that she was doing too much exercise downstairs today, plus sitting with those grandpas and aunts for too long.
She hadn't studied architecture at that time, and if she studied medicine, she might not suffer so many crimes again.
Anhao tried to sit up. The door opened and Zuo Hancheng walked in. Anhao glanced in his direction and saw that Zuo Hancheng didn't look like he had drove away and came back again. Just came back straight before leaving the hospital.
Goodbye, the old doctor was looking at Zuo Hancheng and smiling, and nodded to him after Zuo Hancheng entered the door, with a polite and warm smile on his face.
Anhao grinned his teeth secretly, feeling that this old doctor was definitely bought by Zuo Hancheng.
Regardless, she has lost face to this point, and Anhao simply broke the jar and raised her hand, meaning that Zuo Hancheng would come to help her.
Zuo Hancheng looked at her like she couldn't sit up by herself, and smiled, but didn't embarrass her anymore. While walking over to help her sit up, the old doctor said to the side: "Give Miss Gu some food these days. With anti-inflammatory and pain-relieving medicine, I will help her do some simple massages to invigorate blood and remove blood stasis, and apply the Chinese medicine I just prescribed once a day in the morning and evening. It will be fine in less than a week."
After speaking, the old doctor nodded politely with Zuo Hancheng because he was called by the doctor on duty outside and walked out.
Sitting on the bed well, I felt that although I was pressed just now, I felt very painful, but I felt that my waist was relieved a lot after sitting up. In a blink of an eye, Zuo Hancheng had taken the medicine back in his hand and couldn’t help asking: "You just went to get the medicine. Oh..."
"Do you think I would really throw you in the hospital?"
"Who knows if you are truly inhumane suddenly..."
Zuo Hancheng snorted: "If I was really inhumane, even if you had a broken waist just now, I would feed myself and then take care of your life and death."
"I'm dying, okay? You still kidding me." An Hao gave him a blank look.
"Do you think I'm joking?" Zuo Hancheng glanced at her indifferently, with a clear expression of desire, begging, and dissatisfaction towards her.