Chapter 146: So happy

"...I learned about Li Qingqing's injury in the news. It happened that we played Wuzhou Dongshan away in this round of the league. I think we will all come to Shanhai by plane anyway, so we just stop by and take a look at her... That's how it happened. Yes, coach, I really didn't expect you to come too!"
Hu Lai sat on the sofa with his upright, and explained to Li Ziqiang who was sitting on the opposite sofa.
Li Qingqing was sitting in a wheelchair, and stared at the two men in front of him with wide eyes. After a while, he cast his gaze on Hu Lai, and then fell on Dad again.
Her father leaned on the back of the sofa, tilted Erlang's legs, looked at Hu Lai carefully, and then turned to his daughter: "Qingqing didn't you tell him?"
"What is there to say, Dad?" Li Qingqing said with a smile. "He comes here, what does it matter whether you are there or not? Do you need to tell him specifically?"
Li Ziqiang thought for a while, and felt that his daughter's words seemed to make sense. He came, and it would be weird if her daughter even told Hu Lai specifically...
Then he turned his gaze to Hu Lai again, and when he looked over, the kid straightened up on the sofa quickly and smiled at him.
This smile is really doglegged.
Li Ziqiang couldn't help frowning.
So he said: "Okay, now you can see people, you can go."
Hu Lai:? ? ?
Li Qingqing snorted next to him: "Dad, how can you be like this? When my friend came to see me, it really only takes a glance to let people go?"
Li Ziqiang pointed at Hu Lai and asked, "Is he your friend?"
"Ah, how about it?" the daughter asked back.
"He came to see you by the way. I'm afraid I won't be able to catch the plane back if he doesn't leave." Li Ziqiang said.
Hu Lai quickly said, "Well, coach... I booked a ticket for tomorrow afternoon..."
Li Ziqiang glanced at him, then said lightly: "Qingqing, you didn't tell me earlier, I only cooked the amount for the two of us when I was cooking."
"The coach is okay, I can only eat vegetables." Hu Lai promised, patting his chest.
Li Ziqiang took a deep breath, and finally held it back, then got up: "I'm going to cook, you guys talk slowly."
When he walked into the kitchen, he heard Hu Lai asking his daughter in the living room: "Is the injury better?"
At the same time, Li Qingqing received a WeChat message on her mobile phone.
Hu Lai: "Why don't you tell me your dad is here?"
Li Qingqing responded to the message on the phone while saying: "It's much better, now my dad takes me to physiotherapy every day..."
Li Qingqing: "You won't come if you tell you?"
"How long will the doctor say to recover?"
Hu Lai: "That's not enough, but I can bring some gifts to the coach..."
"Now it's another month..."
Li Qingqing: "Did you come to see me or my dad?"
"That's good, good news!"
Hu Lai: "Don't even think about it? Be a teacher for one day and a father for life!"
When Li Qingqing saw the words of Hu Laihui, the corners of his mouth twitched, but he did not speak, and immediately typed: "I am also your teacher!"
Then she did not continue to speak, but looked up at Hu Lai.
Under her gaze, Hu Lai was silent for a few seconds before typing and sending a message: "Mom?"
"Puff!" Li Qingqing couldn't hold back. "Cough cough cough!"
Dad's voice immediately sounded in the kitchen: "What's the matter?"
"No...cough...it's okay! Dad, cough cough...drink water...cough cough! I choked and choked!" Li Qingqing explained as he coughed, his face flushed.
"Tsk, be careful, such a big person..."
Li Qingqing, who was scolded by his father, gave Hu Lai a fierce look. Hu Lai still looked innocent and opened his hands: You asked me to call it.
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Li Ziqiang stomped the kitchen knife on the cutting board, then wiped his hands and walked to the door, took off his apron and hung it on the hanger at the door.
Li Qingqing, who was chatting with Hu Lai, looked up at her father: "Dad, where are you going?"
"Go to the supermarket to buy something." After Li Ziqiang said, he hooked to Hu Lai, "You come with me."
Hu Lai had to get up and put on shoes and followed the coach out.
After he went out, Li Qingqing received a WeChat message from him: "The things are on the coffee table, you put them away."
Li Qingqing only discovered that there was a small thing on the coffee table, which looked particularly like erythromycin ointment, but there was no pattern on the package. It was a small white tube with a piece of label paper on which was written "restoring ointment". , The characters are ugly, and they were written by Hu Lai.
Li Qingqing unscrewed the lid and sniffed it close. There was nothing, neither a delicate fragrance nor a strong herbal smell.
She screwed the lid back on, and then asked Hu Lai on WeChat: "How to use it?"
"Just rub it on your strained area, and then rub it."
"How many times a day?"
"That's it, how many times do you think you can wipe it? Just wipe it once."
"It's gone once, and it's too useless, right?"
"It was given by the old genius doctor, and he spent a lot of time to make it! How good is the effect? ​​Choose one in a million!"
Li Qingqing looked at the recovery ointment in her hand, then looked down at her strained right thigh.
Because she was at home, she only wore a pair of loose shorts. As long as the trouser legs were rolled up, the injured part was exposed.
She still decided to believe Hu Lai and put on this ointment. She believed Hu Lai would definitely not harm her. The big deal is a psychological placebo, which has no good effect, but it should not have a bad effect. Just like those health products, it won't kill people, but it won't cure diseases.
Thinking of this, she pushed the wheelchair into her bedroom and closed the door.
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In the supermarket at the gate of the community, Hu Lai followed the coach with his shopping basket. The coach picked good things on the shelves and put them in his basket after changing hands.
In the beginning, there were still some normal seasonings, such as soy sauce, vinegar...
When he walked to the beer area, Hu Lai found that his coach did not go straight through, but hovered in front of the shelves...
"Huh, coach, are you still drinking?" Hu Lai asked curiously.
"I didn't drink it, I want to drink some today." Li Ziqiang said.
"It's a great pleasure to have friends from afar, I really should drink, ha..." Hu Lai praised the coach.
Hearing what he said, Li Ziqiang looked back at him: "Hu Lai..."
"Here, coach."
Li Ziqiang bent over to lift a twenty-four cans of beer, and stuffed it directly into Hu Lai's arms: "Hold it."
Hu Lai almost didn't hold the shopping basket, so she could barely hold her with both hands...
"My time--wow!"
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"Wow, coach, your craft is so good!"
"This meat is... awesome!"
"Coach, it's really hard to imagine that a devil coach like you has such a good cooking skill..."
"Coach, I think you can open a restaurant without being a football coach..."
"Do you know the coach? Zhang Qinghuan's agent also has a good cooking skill. He used to run a restaurant, but later became a football agent..."
Hu Lai was eating and speaking freely, and became the protagonist of the dinner table.
This made Li Ziqiang quite helpless and could only drink one sip after another.
Li Qingqing, who was sitting on the other side, looked at the scene in front of him, always holding back a smile.
"Hey coach, Xia Xiaoyu has come to us to flash stars, do you know about this?"
Li Ziqiang raised his glass and put it down, then said, "Hu Lai..."
"Hey you say, coach."
"Eat food!" Li Ziqiang personally picked up a large chopsticks and put it into Hu Lai's rice bowl.
Hu Lai was shocked when he saw this scene. He didn't expect the coach to pick up food for him!
"Coach, you are so kind to me..."
"I just want you to shut up and eat!" Li Ziqiang interrupted Hu Lai, who felt good about himself.
After hearing this, Hu Lai seemed very hesitant. He looked at the dishes in his bowl and then at Li Ziqiang.
Li Ziqiang glanced at him upon seeing this: "What are you doing?"
"But coach, you can't eat if you shut up..." Hu Lai said in embarrassment.
"Hahahaha!" Li Qingqing thumped the table, laughing crazy.
Li Ziqiang took out his cell phone: "I see when the last flight back to Jincheng was, I helped you out with the ticket money..."
Hu Lai hurriedly lowered his head to plan rice, quiet as a chicken.
Li Qingqing had already laughed until she was lying on the table, her shoulders shrugged, and the crisp laughter became a little dull, coming from under the table.
This is the happiest smile since she was injured.
Li Ziqiang retracted his gaze to look at his daughter, put down the phone in his hand, raised the glass again, and poured all the remaining wine into his mouth.
The beer is bitter, but the coolness after ice is refreshing.
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After sending Hu Lai out, Li Ziqiang looked back and saw his daughter still smiling.
So he said: "He's here, you're pretty happy..."
"Hu Lai is really funny, Dad." Li Qingqing smiled so that his eyes were curved.
Li Ziqiang snorted, stopped speaking, walked straight to the messy dining table and started to clean up.
Li Qingqing wanted to come up to help, but was blocked by him: "Go back to your room and rest. You don't need to worry about it here."
"Dad has worked hard." Li Qingqing smiled sweetly.
"What hard work, no hard work. Go and rest."
Li Ziqiang waved his hand.
Li Qingqing turned her wheelchair into the house.
Behind her, Li Ziqiang was stacking the dishes, sweeping the residue on the table into the bowl that Hu Lai had used, putting it on top, and then carrying it into the kitchen together.
Then, there was a splash of water in the kitchen, and the clanging of tableware.
Li Qingqing returned to her room and received a query from Hu Lai on WeChat: "Speaking of which, do you have any special feelings after applying the ointment?"
"Well...it doesn't feel much." Li Qingqing recalled carefully.
"Didn't you feel cool or hot?" Hu Lai asked.
"No, I can't feel it anymore when I rub it again soon after wiping, I thought I didn't wipe it..."
After returning from the supermarket, Hu Lai found out that Li Qingqing had used up the ointment, and found an excuse to ask for the packaging. He was worried that the packaging would disappear out of thin air when Li Qingqing was watching. This was not clear.
Fortunately, this thing did not disappear immediately after Li Qingqing used it, so Hu Lai could still return.
His reason is also normal, saying that the old man is very concerned about his formula, so Hu Lai is not allowed to discard his ointment packaging without authorization. If you want a new ointment, you can only change it with the original packaging.
Now the outer packaging of [Restoration Ointment] has naturally long since disappeared.
Hu Lai filled up all the loopholes that might go wrong in the end, and was not worried about any blind spots that Li Qingqing would detect.
He is more concerned about the effect of Li Qingqing.
He was not very surprised by Li Qingqing's answer. After all, wasn’t the [Marrow Washing Potion] colorless and tasteless?
This system seems to pursue an effect that "it feels the same as useless but actually really useful".
"That's right, this is the characteristics of the recovery ointment, colorless and tasteless ~ EbookFREE.me ~ non-toxic side effects!" Hu Lai began to chuckle. "Don't you have to go to physical therapy every day? So you don't have to massage yourself, just let the physical therapist massage you. Believe me, you will recover soon and catch up with the World Cup!"
Li Qingqing looked at Hu Lai, who was trying hard to comfort him, and then thought of how he was desperately playing treasure at the dinner table today.
He only came to comfort himself because he was afraid of his sadness, whether he was restoring ointment, or said these things, all.
Others comforting others, at most, it is just making a phone call, chatting on WeChat, and being able to use WeChat video would be considered intentional.
But he can come here specifically to comfort me and borrow a placebo that I don’t know where he got... Maybe it’s ordinary petroleum jelly, performing desperately in front of himself and my father...
Thanks to him, I really feel better.
That teenager who had to teach him to play football on his own in the secret base has grown so much...
"Thank you, Hu Lai."
"Wow, what are you doing so formal? I don't even know how to return... You have to thank me, you invite me to eat ten meals?"
"That won't work! You owe me one hundred and forty-six meals now, don't want to take this opportunity to offset it!"
"I'll go, sister, do you want to remember this clearly?"
"necessary!"
"All right, you can be happy..."
"Happy!"
"so happy?"
"Really!"
Hu Lai sent a grinning face picture: "Are you so happy?"
Li Qingqing, who was holding the phone, grinned, "Just so happy!"
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