Zhang Cheng carried Zhao Wushuang to the Department of Internal Medicine, attracting the attention of many people along the way. There were hospital employees and patients, familiar people and unfamiliar eyes. Zhao Wushuang secretly opened his eyes and saw that everyone passing by looked at him with a strange expression.
He looked at them with his eyes, closed his eyes again in shame, and urged in a deep voice: "Hurry up!"
Because the words "Hurry up" were said in Zhang Cheng's arms, both Zhao Wushuang and Zhang Cheng could hear a sense of ambiguity, especially for Zhang Cheng, who had long been involved with men and women.
, these two very short words sounded to my ears as if a woman was urging a man to hurry up and want her when she was in love! Hearing it made his lower body tremble.
"Hey, Miss Zhao, you are so heavy, I don't think you can go faster!" Zhang Cheng made a helpless tone.
What? Is this lady very heavy? He, what does he mean? Is he saying that this lady is fat in disguise?
After hearing this, Zhao Wushuang, who had already breathed out, became angry again. However, no matter how angry she was, it was hard to say anything at this time. In fact, Zhao Wushuang was so embarrassed that not only did he not dare to open his eyes, he also did not even dare to speak.
Say one more thing.
Holding the beauty in his arms, he walked slowly to the door of the internal medicine room. In the surprised eyes of the two young nurses at the internal medicine call desk, Zhang Cheng put Zhao Wushuang down and supported him. Zhao Wushuang's face was red with embarrassment and he did not dare to raise his head.
, hurriedly took out the key and opened the door. Zhang Cheng carried her into the consulting room and placed her on the consulting bed.
Being carried all the way back by Zhang Cheng, Zhao Wushuang forgot about the pain for a moment because of his shame and anger. Now that he was in the house, his shame and anger subsided, and the pain suddenly spread. He only felt a burning pain in his knees and ankles, which was heartbreaking.
Under the pain, her beautiful face turned pale again, her eyebrows wrinkled slightly, and her painful look made people look at her with pity.
Zhang Cheng stared at that face, feeling dazed for a moment, and sighed in his heart, a beauty is a beauty, every smile, every frown, joy and pain, has a different flavor!
Zhao Wushuang looked up and saw Zhang Cheng staring at her with pity and obsession on his face. While his heart warmed, he couldn't help but feel a little carried away... You're stupid! Why don't you pretend anymore? I can't conquer you with my appearance.
A toad?
Feeling proud in his heart, he glared at Zhang Cheng: "Why are you still stunned? Hurry up and get the safflower oil for me..."
With his heart wandering, Zhao Wushuang spoke without thinking through his mind. He was so shocked by a "people" that he regretted it after saying it. He glanced at Zhang Cheng, but saw that the animal looked like he was very useful and careless.
Authentic: "Where is the safflower oil?"
"In the desk drawer."
"Uh..." Zhang Cheng finally came to his senses. He turned around and fetched the safflower oil from the drawer of the consultation table and handed it to Zhao Wushuang. His eyes subconsciously fell on Zhao Wushuang's slender legs. Only then did he
I noticed that Zhao Wushuang was wearing a pair of red high-heeled shoes today. The two pairs of smooth white and tender shoes matched with the red leather shoes were stunning and at the same time exuded a charming flavor.
Facing the admiration like this, Zhang Cheng felt more and more the beauty of those legs. He had good Chinese scores during school, so he desperately searched for adjectives in his mind. In the end, he still couldn't find an adjective that could describe these legs. He just thought they were beautiful.
It was so breathtakingly beautiful that even if he was as determined as he was, he couldn't help but have the urge to go up and touch it. And how could he know that the legs in front of him had long been dubbed ""
With the reputation of "a pair of wonderful legs, unparalleled in the world", with these legs, Zhao Wushuang is not only the chief beauty of the second courtyard, but also ranks among the beauties of Jiangcheng. Some people even compare her legs to Jiangcheng's former No. 1
Comparable to the great beauty Zhou Qiping.
But now, Zhao Wushuang's unparalleled pair of beautiful legs have scars and bruises, one on his knees and one on his ankles. Zhao Wushuang took the safflower oil from Zhang Cheng's hand, unscrewed the bottle cap, and poured out some.
In the palm of my hand, I screwed on the bottle cap again, and when I tried to bend my legs to wipe it, I immediately let out an ouch, twisted my eyebrows, and trembled. The bottle of safflower oil in my hand fell on the bed, and it happened to fall on my legs.
between.
Only now did she realize that the slightest movement of her legs would cause pain in the injured area. As a doctor, Zhao Wushuang was not a squeamish person, but she must be a girl, and she had always been in good health since she was a child.
, I have never been seriously injured or ill, and I have never personally experienced this kind of pain. Moreover, today's injury is indeed not light. Not only a girl, but also a grown man cannot bear such an injury.
At this time, there were more and more people in the corridor outside the department, and Zhang Cheng said: "It's almost time to go to work, how about I help you wipe it!"
Although Zhao Wushuang is a physician, he is also involved in external injuries. He knows that skin injuries like this will heal faster if you apply some medicine in time. She raised her wrist and looked at her watch. She would need it in fifteen minutes.
She was at work, and once she got busy, she didn't have time to apply medicine. However, even so, she didn't want the guy in front of her to touch her legs, because her proud legs had never been touched by anyone, even if they were very good.
I have never touched my best friend. Yesterday, I was stared at by his leering eyes all day long. When I went to bed at night, I still felt that my legs were cold. If I touch him again, I guess it will leave a shadow on my heart in the future. So.
She was very angry and gave a blank look: "I don't want you to touch..."
As soon as the word "touch" came out of her mouth, she covered her mouth with her hands, her eyes widened, and she said angrily, "Oh my God, what's wrong with me? Why did I use this word? No matter how bad my Chinese score is, it won't be bad"
Use the wrong word!
In fact, Zhao Wushuang is an outspoken person, or a person who means what she says. Just now she was afraid that Zhang Cheng would touch her leg while applying the medicine, so she said it naturally.
A smile flashed across Zhang Cheng's face, and he said slowly: "Teacher Zhao, where did you think you were... I am applying medicine to you, who wants to touch your legs..."
Zhao Wushuang's pale face turned red with embarrassment at this time. In order to cover up the embarrassment on her face, she covered her mouth with her hands and refused to put it down or say another word.
Zhang Cheng smiled again and said: "Teacher Zhao, let me make it clear again that I am not touching your legs, I am applying medicine to you, and I am also going to use Taoist unique massage techniques to remove bruises for you... I
I can’t guarantee that your legs will return to normal after the massage, but you can still walk around..."
After hearing this, Zhao Wushuang felt a little relieved. It seemed that it was difficult for her legs to get off the ground now, and it would be time to go to work in about ten minutes. It was already too late to ask for leave. The only way to do this was to let her go to work.
Give this guy a try. Although he is indeed a bit sexy in the impression, the medical skills of the man in front of me are really unpredictable. Although his first aid method yesterday was a bit shocking and a bit weird, it was very effective. A blind cat or a dead cat.
, Catching a mouse is a good cat. Our Chinese medicine is profound and profound, especially the ancient Taoist medical culture, which is even more unpredictable. So when I heard that Zhang Cheng wanted to use Taoist massage techniques to heal her injuries, Zhao Wushuang was a little bit confused.
I'm looking forward to it, but it's really hard to save face if she wants to agree to it personally.
Seeing that she was noncommittal, Zhang Cheng knew that she acquiesced, so he reached between her legs to get the safflower oil from under her legs.
When Zhao Wushuang saw that big hand reaching between his legs, his beautiful eyes widened, he couldn't help but trembled all over, and his legs trembled slightly...
Zhang Cheng reached out to pick up the safflower oil. When he pulled out his hand, he actually touched the skin on the inner side of her calf. It felt smooth and smooth, and the soft feeling spread all over his body with his hand. He couldn't help but feel his heart tremble, just to be watched by the other person.
Unable to show it, in order to prevent Zhao Wushuang from changing his mind, he poured some safflower oil into the palm of his hand, rubbed his hands together a few times quickly, and then explored the two beautiful white legs with his two big hands...