Yan Zhuo said angrily: "...I'm not lucky."

Or can meet you? !

Song Yan gave a "hmm" and agreed with him.

Yan Zhuo was even more angry.

After a few seconds, he asked again: "Then if I leave, how will you go back?"

Song Yan didn't want to say: "...Why do you talk so much?"

Yan Zhuo: "...I'm just curious, you can tell me."

For his sake, Song Yan paused, satisfied his curiosity and said, "Bounce."

"Pfft hahahahahaha-" Yan Zhuo let out a deadly sneer. He couldn't imagine Song Yan jumping on one foot, this kind of behavior simply didn't fit the opponent's character. So he thought about it in his mind, and laughed out loud without being able to control it.

Song Yan heard his undisguised ridicule, and paused: "It's funny?"

Afraid that Song Yan would be angry, Yan Zhuo quickly said, "It's not funny, it's not funny..."

Song Yan mocked him: "It's not funny, you still laugh so happily?"

Yan Zhuo replied without hesitation: "Then you know it's funny and you still have to ask."

"..."

After he spit out these words, Song Yan fell silent. He held his face coldly for a few seconds, but didn't hold back a word.

Yan Zhuo was secretly delighted, but he never thought that one day he would be able to refute with his mouth to the point where Song Yan was speechless.

His villain was successful: "A well-known scholar said that when you want to laugh, you can't hold back, it's easy to hold back your body."

Also a well-known scholar, Song Yan was very curious and asked, "What's it called?"

"Yan famous scholar is handsome."

He was crazy to listen to the other party's nonsense.

Song Yan was too lazy to pay attention to him, turned his head and silently expressed his disgust.

Yan Zhuo turned his head and glanced at each other.

It is said that Song Yanchang is good-looking, but now it seems...

What's the use of a beautiful face! He muttered in his heart: No expression is not a facial paralysis.

Chapter 11 Monitoring

Yan Zhuo helped Song Yan onto the bed and said, "You lie down, I'll find a nurse."

Song Yan stopped him: "No, it's not particularly serious."

But pull it down, you can't even go, it's not serious.

Yan Zhuo thought he was dying to save face, so he glanced at him and said, "Then you have to see if there are any broken bones before you can rest assured."

The doctors and nurses in the nursing home were all in the auditorium, Yan Zhuo thought about it and called Qin Xiao.

Qin Xiao came quickly, followed by Gao Hongming.

When Gao Hongming saw Yan Zhuo, he immediately shouted at him, "Is Mr. Song okay? Is there anything important?"

His tone was so anxious that if someone who didn't know it heard him, he would have thought that Mr. Song was suffering from some serious illness.

"Uh..." Yan Zhuo avoided his spit, and said, "It should be fine, it's just a sprained foot."

Gao Hongming was puzzled: "Why did he succumb? Didn't he stay in the room without watching the show?"

How could Yan Zhuo know.

He avoided the danger and said lightly: "Let Nurse Qin go and have a look first, Song Yan——" Gao Hongming glared at him, Yan Zhuo immediately turned his mouth and changed his words: "...Sir, he is still waiting."

Gao Hongming is worthy of being a leader, and he uses it with perfect skill. As soon as he entered the room, he said to Song Yan affectionately, "Mr. Song, why did you slap your foot? Let Nurse Qin take a look at it, so don't hurt your tendons and bones."

Song Yan was lying on the bed, it was easy to empty his head and not think about anything. So he didn't react when he heard Gao Hongming's voice at first, he asked, "Who are you?"

The leader laughed dryly: "I'm Gao Hongming."

Qin Xiao pressed Song Yan's left foot a few times with his hand and asked him, "Does it hurt?"

Song Yan said, "A little."

She touched it carefully again, and asked Song Yan to turn her ankle, and then came to the conclusion: "It's just a normal sprain, it will be fine in a few days, but you need to move less in these days. Then I'll give Mr. Song a moment. You get a bottle of aerosol and you spray it."

Song Yan nodded: "Thank you."

"You're welcome," Qin Xiao said, "it should be."

After she finished speaking, she glanced at Gao Hongming, who smiled at her. It was only then that Yan Zhuo could feel something, the relationship between the two seemed to be unusual.

Not to mention that they often walk together, but just now, he called Qin Xiao, why did Gao Hongming also come together, even as a leader, Qin Xiao didn't need to report everything to the other party one by one. From this, it is inferred that the two must have been together just now.

Yan Zhuo raised his lips and smiled, and looked at Gao Hongming playfully.

Gao Hongming didn't notice his eyes, and only asked Song Yan, "Mr. Song, how did your foot get swollen?" He was embarrassed: "Look, it's all our fault for not taking good care of you."

He said these two words politely, but in fact they were not very sincere.

It's just that the sanatorium has a duty to take care of it. Now all the nurses have gone to the auditorium to watch the performance, except for Song Yan, who can't see it.

When Song Yan heard him say this, he didn't blame, let alone forgive, he just said lightly, "It's not a big deal."

Yan Zhuo held his forehead and felt that Gao Hongming was really making a fuss. His legs were long on Song Yan's body. What does this slender foot have to do with them.

He glanced at Gao Hongming with slight contempt, he always felt that the other party might say the next sentence: "Ah, you have long legs, I'm sorry, it's all my fault."

Fortunately, although Gao Hongming is very flattering, he is not mentally retarded and will not say such stupid/compulsive words. He just said again: "I'm so sorry, Mr. Song, we'll pay attention next time." Then he winked at Yan Zhuo.

Yan Zhuo couldn't understand his winking expression, so he asked, "What's wrong?"

Gao Hongming pointed to Song Yan.

Yan Zhuo still didn't understand.

Gao Hongming was about to be panicked by him, and he finally couldn't help but say, "What, what did you say, yo, Mr. Song, Yan Zhuo said that he will take good care of you these few days, what do you think?"