Chapter 71 Legs up

"It's okay, it's just a sprained neck, a small injury." Shisu waved his hand indifferently: "You know, we usually put pressure on filming, and it is inevitable that we have some big and small injuries. It's okay. Take a few days off and don’t have to run the crew. It’s reasonable to take sick leave."

  When she spoke, she glanced in the direction of the bedroom. In fact, her waist was a little sore, and she wanted to lie down in the sprawling room.

  But during the day, the cervical spine fixation device could not be taken off. She was a bit tangled and couldn't lie down. She was still tired while sitting, let alone standing. The thing on her neck was heavy.

  How can she suffer with this thing this week?

  Don’t say it’s cooking. It’s probably not convenient to eat. You can’t let Mian Mian eat takeout with you every day. Aunt Qin’s house is still busy, and there is no way to come back to help her recently.

  Shi Su was muttering in her heart, the man in front of her was approaching, she subconsciously shrank back, and raised her eyes to look at him: "What are you doing?"

Jing Jihan looked away from the obvious bruises on her body, his eyes seemed to be rolling and rolling in the snow, cold and cold, without a sound, his hands were already on the cervical spine fixation device on her neck. After the examination, she turned the fixture to the right side of her neck gently.

   "Ah! It hurts, it hurts, you murder, you—"

  Shi Su shook his whole body in pain, and was about to raise his eyes to question him, but suddenly felt that what had been stuck in the neck bone just now on his neck seemed to be removed. Although it hurts, it is not as uncomfortable as before.

  Jing Jihan ignored her, turned and went to the drawer in her living room, very familiar to find the box of bruising ointment left by the old doctor downstairs last time.

  So was her cervical spine fixation device crooked by herself?

  No wonder it hurts more than when I was in the hospital.

Shi Su sat on the sofa and did not move, looking at his back. The nearly 1.9-meter man is cold and solemn when he is not talking, and he can make a profit in one minute if he stops at random. Tens of millions of auras.

  Why didn't she study his blood-stained clothes carefully, why didn't she think deeper?

   But if it’s just a coincidence... if she guessed wrong...

   When Su Jing committed suicide, the man's voice suddenly sounded above her head: "Lift up."

   Then she suddenly raised her eyes and saw that he had come over with the ointment, and then subconsciously looked at her legs, but didn’t understand: "Huh?"

Seeing that she didn’t hurt her neck, but her head, Jing Jihan didn’t talk nonsense with her anymore, he leaned over and lifted one of her well-closed legs, and put her feet on the floor. Go to the coffee table opposite the sofa and open the box of ointment.

   Seeing the man’s slender and distinct fingers were soaked in the ointment and directly applied to the bruises of her calf, there was a strange hot feeling on the ointment which made Shisu immediately retract her leg.

  However, it did not take it back.

  The man gently pressed her leg: "Be honest."

   When Su, she sat stiffly, first looking at her legs, and then at the man leaning over to help her leg medicine. The two incomplete newspapers she saw in the morning again appeared in her mind.

  聿景集团.

  Exactly the same body shape.

  Cliff.

Missing.

   Suddenly felt the hot sensation of the ointment coming from the wound on her ankle, she hurriedly stretched out her hand and said, "I'll do it myself, you give me the medicine, I can..."

  Jing Jihan did not raise her head, but firmly fixed her hands above her ankles, and said in a cold and stern tone: "Don't move."

Shi Su really wanted to move but couldn't move. With her neck hurt, she could only keep sitting there stiffly and mechanically. The moment she heard the man's cold voice saying, "The other leg.", even though her inner mental intelligence was reminding her. She couldn't do this, but she didn't know where the cold pressure in the air came from, so she could only slowly lift the other leg up without saying a word.

After the medicine on her leg was applied, Jing Jihan glanced at her arm again.

   Shisu hurriedly put his hands behind him: "The arm is not too serious, you see, it's just scratches and redness of the epidermis."

  The man put the ointment on the coffee table beside her and looked down at her.

  Shi Su looked down at his legs, pondered inwardly, and then moved to get up: "Um...can you help me? I want to go back to the room and rest, but I don't know how to lie down."

"what did the doctor say?"

  "...The doctor said that if you are really uncomfortable when you sleep at night, you can take it off, but the time to take it off should not exceed ten hours."

  This is still humane, Shisu usually sleeps for less than ten hours.

  But because of this sentence, he probably wouldn't agree to let her go back to the room and lie down.

  She quickly added: "But this thing is too heavy, and the waist and shoulders can't bear it for that long. The doctor said that you can put two pillows between your head and back, or you can lie down like this."

  Jing Jihan walked over after hearing the words and helped her up. Shi Su took two steps forward, and then stretched out his hands to both sides, trying to find a balance, trying to move forward on his own ability.

  Just about to walk into the children’s room, by coincidence, the mobile phone left on the coffee table suddenly rang.

  Shisu hurriedly turned around in front of the door, slowing down for fear of missing some important calls. After all, they were still in the hospital on the ninth day of the month and didn’t know what happened.

  "Press the hands-free button for my phone." Shi Su Bian moved stiffly like a third-degree handicapped.

  Jing Jihan glanced at the caller's note name displayed on the phone on the coffee table, and turned on the hands-free.

Sister Jun’s voice: "Shisu, are you home yet? Don’t think I don’t know that you are hurt like this and still retain that little stubbornness and shame, for fear that it would be too troublesome for me to support you upstairs, but don’t be alone in the corridor. Are you drowsy?"

When I heard that it was Sister Jun, Shi Su subconsciously wanted to turn off the hands-free, but the action was too slow. Sister Jun’s voice came out on the phone again: "The police have already filed the record, and a policeman has been sent over. Inquiring about the situation, the car that fell into the river has also been recovered. The car was completely scrapped, but fortunately nothing happened. What happened to you on the bridge across the river at that time? The driver and Chu Jiu said that there was a car suddenly at the time. The driver rushed over as if the brake had failed. The driver wanted to avoid it, but the speed was too fast, and when driving to the right, it was too urgent. The car in front rushed over, and the two cars ran into the guardrail and rushed into the river at the same time. , The driver of that car is still unconscious in the emergency room and can’t contact their family members. Why do I feel that the accident is not that simple... I have to check the surveillance video of the road section on the bridge in person. What is wrong with that driver!"

  (End of this chapter)