Chapter 116 His Goddess

The ambulance screamed, and then screamed away. The lights flashed, attracting many people to look around.

After learning that it was the charterer who twisted his waist, many tenants looked very happy, as if they were mad at the charterer.

Ye Tianlong wasn't gloating at this time. He took a few carrots and went out to accompany Lu Xiaowu to the nearby People's Hospital. After a short while, the ambulance arrived at the entrance of the hospital.

The medical staff sent the harp charter wife to the emergency room for treatment, and Ye Tianlong pulled Lu Xiaowu to sit down on the bench.

"Don't worry too much, it's just a sprained waist."

Ye Tianlong comforted Lu Xiaowu in a soft voice, "It will be fine after a maximum of three months of rest."

Although he couldn't understand the bully posture of the charterer scolding the sky and the air, twisting his waist like this was a big punishment, and there was no need to get into trouble.

Besides, this is the godmother Lu Xiaowu, who does not look at the face of the monk but also the face of the Buddha. He also expressed a hint of apology: "She has a strong temper and a bad temper."

"I shouldn't have spoken to stimulate her, causing her to twist her waist too much."

On the way Lu Xiaowu came, she already understood the ins and outs of things, and she also had a deep understanding of godmother, so she glanced at Ye Tianlong and said:

"I always thought you were a bastard, but I didn't expect you to have such a high level of consciousness, taking irrelevant things to yourself, and accompanying me to the hospital."

"A little conscience."

Tonight, Lu Xiaowu didn’t wear a professional suit, just black striped short sleeves and white skirts. Those seductive legs were not hidden in the black stockings, but exposed cleanly, with smooth and tender skin. Under the reflection of the light, a white greasy surface appeared, and it was fascinating.

Lin Chenxue has beautiful legs and **** like rain. Zhao Coke has a nice smell of green apple, Chen Linger's buttocks are tilted, and Lu Xiaowu has a white complexion.

She took off the thighs of her silk stockings, making Ye Tianlong's eyes straighten.

Seeing Ye Tianlong didn't respond, and staring at his thigh, Lu Xiaowu knocked on his head: "What do you want to do?"

Ye Tianlong sat up straight after hearing the words, and grasped Lu Xiaowu's hand: "Yes."

Lu Xiaowu was taken aback, then cast a contempt: "Little Sebastian."

Ye Tianlong grinned and grabbed her fist: "Okay, I just made a joke with you, so you don't get too nervous."

"Wonderful flower, let go!"

"Second, take your hand from my leg."

Lu Xiaowu kept a distance from Ye Tianlong, and snorted, "Rogue."

Ye Tianlong was wronged: "Why am I rogue?"

"Flirting with me, touching me!"

Lu Xiaowu whispered, and immediately realized that he might say this improperly, and she was a little embarrassed: "Anyway, it's a hooligan."

"I am adjusting the atmosphere, and I touch it with an open mind, with a great conscience, besides, I am your savior."

Ye Tianlong is serious: "I'll save your life, can't you touch it?"

This seems very reasonable.

"you-"

Lu Xiaowu was a little speechless with anger, "You are not allowed to have such thoughts."

Ye Tianlong's eyes widened: "I don't have this idea, doesn't it mean you have no charm at all?"

Lu Xiaowu seemed to be hit by Ye Tianlong's words: "It seems to be!" Then, he changed a tough tone: "Still a gangster."

After speaking, she smiled with a small mouth in her mouth, a very knowing smile, comfortable and natural, like a hundred flowers blooming instantly, bright and not square.

This is the first time Lu Xiaowu smiled from the heart in ten years.

"I really have no conscience, your godmother is in an emergency, and she smiles so happily."

Ye Tianlong suddenly squeezed out a sentence: "It's like waiting to divide the family property."

Lu Xiaowu's eyebrows were erected and he jumped up, raising his slender legs to kick Ye Tianlong, but he was hugged.

The slender and beautiful jade feet are as white as beautiful jade, and the neatly arranged toes are painted with a touch of bright red, like crystal clear agate.

Holding Lu Xiaowu's white and tender calf, Ye Tianlong's fingertips became hot, and Lu Xiaowu said with shame, "What are you doing?"

"Let go of my feet and stop looking at them!"

Ye Tianlong then let go of Lu Xiaowu's legs. He wanted to continue to appreciate it, but he didn't want to make Lu Xiaowu cry.

What's more, Lu Xiaowu's kick confirmed some of his guesses.

"Family come in."

At this moment, a young doctor suddenly walked out, called Ye Tianlong and Lu Xiaowu in, and pointed to the chartered wife in the emergency room:

"Acute waist sprain, the pain of the injured person is severe, continuous, completely unable to move, and even coughing or deep breathing will cause the pain to increase."

"I have been put in a plaster cast and I will be hospitalized for three weeks."

The young doctor looked a bit young when he was 25 or 16 years old, but he was very confident. Several doctors and nurses treated him respectfully.

It can be seen that he is a young and promising master.

Lu Xiaowu was shocked when he heard the words of the young doctor. He didn't expect it to be so serious. The charter wife also had a gloomy face, and it was very difficult to accept the consequences.

Seeing Ye Tianlong in front of her, she became even more angry, as if she wanted to get up and eat him alive: "It's all you..."

"Ouch!"

Before the words were finished, the charterer screamed again, obviously involving the wound.

"Chartered woman, don't get angry, don't shout, or you will suffer."

Ye Tianlong walked forward and glanced at the charter wife’s injury: "You can lie down for half a month. This is not only good for your body, but also changes your personality."

"In the future, when you open your mouth to scold someone for the eighteenth generation of ancestors, you will think of your pain and you will accumulate some virtue in your mouth."

He scolded others badly, but hurt himself, Ye Tianlong almost said retribution.

Thinking of the seven dinosaurs being scolded just like their grandson, Ye Tianlong didn't have much affection for her, even Lu Xiaowu's godmother.

The chartered woman's face changed drastically, and she wanted to open her mouth to curse, but when she thought of the severe pain, she immediately shut her mouth bitterly.

Lu Xiaowu pulled Ye Tianlong's sleeve lightly and signaled him not to irritate Godmother anymore: "Godmother, you will be hospitalized well, and I will take care of you."

"Xiao Wu, I don't want to be hospitalized, take me back."

The charter woman squeezed out weakly: "I'm going to get rid of those **** next week."

She tried her best to make her voice emptiness and avoid getting pain in her waist: "Doctors like to exaggerate and over-medicate, don't they just flash the waist?"

"Isn't it as serious as what he said? I have been flashing once or twice a year in the past few years. It's fine to lie in bed for a few days."

"And look at his youth, he has Mao's medical experience."

The doctor who was writing the medical records changed his face slightly and looked up at the charter wife: "In this case, it's best to lie down in the hospital, don't move or talk nonsense."

"Otherwise, if you lose your breath and move your seat, you will probably have to lie in bed for a year. If it is more serious, you will spend the rest of your life in a wheelchair."

"If you want to be discharged from the hospital, I can give you an order, but you are out of the hospital. Nothing has anything to do with us."

Obviously he was angry with the unprovoked accusation from the charterer.

A young nurse cocked her mouth: "Doctor Lie is our top talent. You can't see him when you usually want to see him."

The charter lady sneered and sneered: "This top word is becoming less and less valuable."

"How do you talk?"

The young nurse became angry: "I tell you, Doctor Li is an apprentice of Dr. Crane."

The young doctor raised his head, disdainful of talking to the charter wife.

Hearing the three words Crane God Doctor, the charter wife instantly narrowed her eyes, weakly squeezing out a sentence:

"Tao Sun is an egg, my old lady is still his goddess."