Chapter 1998, the soft first love of the lame (42)

Bai Weiwei’s head was pressed by his instincts on the chest, and her divergence was all about him.

He hugged her, and the body fell to the floor because of inertia.

The stinging pain came from the arm and the bone suffered too much impact.

Jiang Yanxi took a breath, but soon his attention was taken away by Bai Weiwei's state.

He hugged her and felt holding a big stove.

It’s very hot.

I don't know how long it burned.

After Jiang Xiaoxi knew it, he thought of the time when he entered the door.

Her face is already starting to be wrong.

Her cheeks have a pale pink like natural rouge.

But that kind of pale pink is very natural.

Not the same now, so red, red to make his heart worry.

Jiang Yanxi hugged her and wanted to get up, only to find her feet fell to the ground.

It is even more powerless.

He reached out and hammered the ground, his eyes violent.

Then he took the phone out of his pocket and called Lushan.

He knew that Lushan could not go far.

The phone quickly got through, and when Lushan heard it, he rushed in and rushed in.

Where can you run away?

I am afraid that Jiang Weixi will make a problem with Bai Weiwei. He is good at it.

Moreover, the problem of the legs of Jiang Yanxi, his side has always been someone.

Lushan did not feel at ease. After putting the angry Jiangxi River with the poor Bai Weiwei, he immediately left.

When Lushan saw this scene, it was also scared.

Is this tossing people to death?

Jiang Yanxi saw that he was still staring at Bai Weiwei, his eyebrows were fierce, his voice said violently: "Come and help."

Lushan immediately rushed over, and he wanted to help Jiang Yanxi stand up and put it in a wheelchair.

However, Jiang Yanxi said coldly: "Bring her up first and take the simple crutches of the wheelchair."

The cane is specially made, small, folded into several sections and placed in a bag behind the wheelchair.

Lushan immediately nodded and reached out and carefully picked up Bai Weiwei.

He was also scared by the temperature of Bai Weiwei.

This high fever is like burning for a long time.

The girl in the arms of Jiang Yanxi was taken away by other men. He couldn’t help but want to reach out and grab her back.

This instinctual action is like a sleepwalking.

Jiang Yanxi is just a slap, then stretched out his fingers and squatted in the air.

Take it back.

His eyebrows were so dark that he sat up from the floor and stared at his crippled feet.

With the help of Lushan.

The group quickly rushed to the hospital.

Bai Weiwei's fever rushed up to forty degrees.

Physical cooling, fever or something, are given.

But this time the high fever came too violently, and it was hard to get a fever and re-fever.

The doctor said that the infection was not treated in time, and then the high fever caused by the pressure in the patient's heart.

Jiang Yanxi looked at her burning confused.

I am calling my father and mother.

The grievances of crying are miserable.

Still a child's temper, he couldn't bear it when he hit the body, and immediately collapsed.

Jiang Yanxi was in front of the bed all night, giving her physical cooling.

He listened to her grievances without consciousness.

Like a little girl, he complained about his badness.

Jumped back to some basic knowledge of dancing.

Finally, I still shouted Mom and Dad.

The face burns red, the corners of the eyes are red, and the fingers are soft and hot.

He reached out and held her hand, but he felt soft and hot but could not feel sweat.

She should have a fever before she dances.

However, the burning at that time was not so turbulent now.

But after he got started, a series of coercion and temptation, plus punishment.

Her low fever suddenly broke into a terrible high fever.

(End of this chapter)