What the doctor wanted to know about the scars on her legs, and thought that other impact injuries may also be related to nosebleeds.
But Zhong Jiuyin didn't know. She thought about it in embarrassment, lowered her voice and said to the doctor alone: "I also saw some...stimulating photos."
The doctor's expression was subtle for a moment and told her tactfully: "It's better to look less, it's not good for the health."
She nodded randomly, thinking that it was only once, Yan Cheng was very conservative, and immediately pulled his clothes tightly after being seen.
The doctor asked again: "Is there anything besides this? I see that you have an injury on your leg and the wound should heal soon. What happened before?"
"Oh, this one," Zhong Jiuyin touched her calf through her pants, "I had a car accident before."
The staff next to her looked at her lap in surprise.
The doctor was not surprised: "That may be that he had not fully recovered after the car accident, so he would have a more obvious reaction when he was stimulated by food or other stimuli."
After finishing, she pressed her nose with cotton, then applied it with an ice pack, and told her not to block the nostrils with a tissue or lean back, so as to prevent the bleeding from being too large and choking back to the throat.
She listened and saw the staff member looking at her legs. She turned her eyes and pinched Mai's head and said, "I haven't found out about my car accident yet. Please don't spread it."
Others don’t know what the meaning of “liking mouth” is, but the two parties are very clear about it.
Zhong Jiuyin said casually: "Then like him too."
If you start all the way, you can't miss Liang Zhi.
After coughing, Zhong Jiuyin cleared her throat and said, "I like your mouth."
"Why?"
Yan Cheng successfully turned danger into safety, and took out a piece of fruit skin from his pocket like a magic trick: "Thank you for your cooperation. I can provide some help as a show of thanks."
This is simple, Zhong Jiuyin slowly chewed the nut stick while talking to himself.
She shook her head and changed the protagonist: "In comparison, Yuan Yi and the others are soft-mouthed. Yuan Yi warmly invited me to have dinner that day, and the mutton smelled so good that I couldn't help but pack a bag back. Oh, and the beautiful Yuanyuan,
She is so cute, her face is soft and her hands are soft, and she is very smart.”
"It would be even better if his mouth could be as gentle as he is today."
"Beautiful Yuanyuan, I like the smartest ones."
The staff guided him: "Who do you think you have a similar temper?"
Yan Cheng's tone became subtle: "You will know why when you go over. Help me now?"
Looking around at the end, he found Zhong Jiuyin's VJ smirking.
She was so shocked that she almost choked, coughed a few times, turned her head to look over.
There was no problem with the check, Zhong Jiuyin reappeared in front of the camera.
VJ had no choice but to settle for the second best and let her say something. At least she could shoot some material before forcing her to leave the plot.
Kissing in a place where no one is, and politely playing jokes in the crowd that only they know... She is weird and very tormenting.
Yan Cheng: "Then guess why Liang Zhi hasn't been eliminated yet?"
It's a trap question, and it's easy to get scolded if you don't answer well.
...It's a free monster, I tried it but didn't buy it. Yan Cheng's lips were flattened for a moment and asked, "Is it really not coming out?"
Zhong Jiuyin was shocked: "Then what kind of luck are you so bad that you will keep losing points?"
"Who do you like?" A familiar voice came from behind.
"Because the plot rewards one hundred gold coins. If you come a few more times, you can surpass you."
"for example?"
A batch of colorful sandbags hit her.
Yan Cheng: "...I have information you don't know."
She just skipped the topic as if nothing had happened, from her expression to her tone, "We were really joking just now, let's get back to the topic."
Everyone heard it.
Zhong Jiuyin rolled her eyes: "Are you standing still? Liang Zhi hasn't been out yet, and you owe it."
Yan Cheng lowered his eyes and wiped the colored powder that was smashed from his arm. He raised his eyes and returned to normal and said, "I owe ten gold coins, and I urgently need your help."
Yan Cheng breathed a little relieved, and after he met Zhong Jiuyin's face again, he raised his breath again.
"Brother Yan Cheng is still good. He specially prepared snacks for us, but he was afraid that he would starve to death halfway through."
The staff helped find a supplement: "Is it because she is the most powerful in analyzing the plot? Then Yan Cheng is also amazing."
The staff was ecstatic and didn't it come to the spotlight, so they urged her to continue talking quickly.
"What help? Give me your gold coins? But you are just a pauper, and you still rely on my support to pay off your debt."
She reluctantly stood up, and the orangutan pounded her chest, spinning for three and a half weeks to attract fire: "I'm here!"
At least it’s easy to kiss, and it’s okay to like it a little.
——Oh, it seems that this sentence should have a summary, not that she was unruly revealing her secret.
But Zhong Jiuyin doesn't understand the twists and turns. Their people in the world focus on sincerity.
Yan Cheng didn't know when he came here, so he must have run by violently, his forehead was a little sweaty and he was slightly breathing, and only those eyes were staring at her as quiet as the sea.
Zhong Jiuyin took a bite of the nut stick and leaned comfortably on the cover, talking about something casually.
The director left with the main force, and there were only photographers and a few staff members left here. She sat there and had nothing to do. She ignored the whispering advice from her followers, took out the nut stick in her pocket and chewed it.
She thought for two seconds and said, "Liang Zhi is also good. He carries paper with him. He just blushs easily, so it's better not to wear white clothes."
"Oh," Zhong Jiuyin was unmoved, "I know the news, you go."
"That day he called me and told me to help me build a play. I said gratefully, "San Ke, he actually said that I read some expired magazines, and people also became deteriorated as they expired."
Her words were so generous that he felt like his heart was beating fast when he was untied in front of the camera.
Zhong Jiuyin: "It's really not. Why did you run back... your gold coins are gone again?"
The pain was on her body, and the points she lost were eventually turned into nutrients that Yan Cheng had recovered from his blood.
She can really tell anything.
He is still kissed if he deteriorates, so he is not afraid of poisoning.
VJ:...what are you looking for to make examples, the focus is overwhelming, it is indeed wild illiterate.
Yan Cheng's eyebrows thrust and subconsciously looked at the circle of photographers around him.
The staff suppressed their deeper curiosity and nodded sincerely to agree.
"Thank you for your love," he said in a modest tone, "It would be even better if you just said that you didn't spit out ivory from your mouth."
"But I have to say it--" She pulled down the wrapping paper of the nut stick, just like a monkey peeling a banana, and complained to the camera after peeling it.
Zhong Jiuyin: "Why are you going to fight to the death? I'll just lie here and wait for the game to end, then go out to welcome the victory, and wait for the gold coins to double and still crush you?"
Haven't found out yet? Doesn't that mean the car accident is man-made? Man-made means there is a large gossip. There is probably a large tear in the future. I don't know who the other party will be...
"For example, Ai Yuanyuan must know how many gold coins will be dropped by different NPC attacks. For example, Yuan Yi is very lucky and cannot even hit him, but I guess his golden finger will not always be useful."
Yan Cheng: "...Is this the point? Come out."
"I don't."
"Come out, I'll look for Ai Yuanyuan next time I'll find a bad guy."
"That's OK." She didn't hesitate for a second, and she held the cover and jumped over.