Chapter 1208: Zong Zhan is injured

Zong Zhan has long known that Shi Luo is heartless, even almost wolf-hearted.

Other people's heartlessness is based on innocence and happiness, but Silo is

not.

She clearly doesn't take anyone at heart, and she is standard self-interested,

so she is chic, and she acts recklessly.

Xi Luo is right, but this does not mean that Zong Zhan will not be angry.

He stood in place, staring at Silo with a gloomy look.

Zong Zhan wanted to mock her, but he didn't know where to start.

In addition to scolding himself for self-inflictedness, it seemed that Shi Luo

would not care about what he said.

This cognition clearly passed through his mind, and Zong Zhan felt that his

waist hurts even more.

He walked slowly to the corner of the bed and sat down. The blood stains from

the white shirt looked a little shocking.

Bai Yan still looked on with cold eyes, but remembered that the man in front

of him was Shang Shaoyan’s brother, in case he was talking about him, or he

was out of humanitarian care: "Go to the hospital?"

"No need." Zong Zhan is an ironclad man, even with cold sweat on his forehead,

his face remains unchanged.

Bai Yan's probe looked at his back waist, and said with emotion, "It's so **

capable, I can't even beat a woman."

Zong Zhan raised his eyelids, "You and Li Qiao do it, who will win?"

Bai Yan lowered his eyes, "I'm crazy and I will do something with that

ancestor?"

Zong Zhan didn't say a word, and didn't know if he was speechless, or he

didn't want to speak in pain.

At this time, Silo kicked off the other high-heeled shoe on her foot and paced

forward barefoot, "It hurt..."

"You can't die, you can still pay for your shoes." Zong Zhan turned away,

closed his eyes and breathed, his expression was not as cold as before.

Xi Luo looked at his forbearance, and suddenly remembered the words Zong Zhan

said in the old house: If you dare to walk out of the Imperial Capital, I will

let you lie down and come back.

Maybe...someone really needs to lie down and return to the Imperial Capital,

but it’s not her.

On the other side, Bai Yan didn't want to mix up the mess with them. He looked

around the messy room again, pinching his eyebrows and said: "Make another

room for them to live in, and call a doctor over by the way."

Bai Xiaoniu and Bai Xiaohu left the house in response.

Xi Luo walked across the fragments barefoot and walked behind Zong Zhan to see

that his white shirt was stained with blood red.

At that moment, I couldn't tell what it was like, but Silo felt that his heart

was inexplicably tight, and even a little sour.

Except for very close people, she rarely takes the initiative to care about

the lives and deaths of outsiders.

But the injured Zong Zhan made her feel distressed.

She feels sorry for him, inexplicably.

Siluo put one hand on the man's shoulder and gently lifted the shirt on his

back. On the * skin, the remaining glass * could be vaguely seen.

Bai Yan, who has not yet left, reminded him in good time, “If you don’t want

him to become a useless person in the future, you'd better not touch him.”

Injury to the lower back is inherently tricky.

Once improperly handled, Zong Zhan’s second half of his life will basically be

abolished.

Silo retracted her hand silently, standing behind the man silently with a

subtle expression.

She remembered that at the moment the accident happened, if it hadn’t been for

Zong Zhan’s action, the cuts from glass shards would have turned into her

knees.

Siluo looked at the man's upright sitting posture and sharp profile face from

diagonally behind, feeling unclear in her heart.

After a while, Bai Yan left the room, walked to the corner of the stairs,

checked the time, and sent a WeChat message to test whether Li Qiao was

asleep.

But when the news fell to the sea, Bai Yan gave up the idea of calling.

……

In less than ten minutes, the doctor followed Bai Xiaohu to the second floor

of the foreign building.

The other party was over 40 years old, with black framed eyes, bent over to

check Zong Zhan’s injury, and said one by one: "The skin and flesh injuries

are not serious, but the fifth lumbar vertebra has obvious marks of trauma. It

is best to go to the hospital to take a film. Diagnosis of bone fracture."

Doctor is a native of Feicheng and speaks Burmese.

Zongzhan didn’t seem to be proficient in Burmese, so he turned to Bai Xiaohu

in front of him, “What did he say?”

Bai Xiaohu was about to explain, Shi Luo said leisurely behind her back, “If

you have a lumbar spine fracture, you must stay in bed for at least three

months, otherwise the lower body will be paralyzed and you will be disabled

for life.”

In the room, a strange tranquility spreads.

Although the doctor speaks Burmese, it does not mean that he does not

understand Mandarin.

Not to mention Bai Xiaohu, knowing that Sister M is talking about her, but as

her own person, she must not take down the stage.

So, he echoed with a serious face, "Sanye Zong, Sister M is right."

Doctor:"……"

Jing ** nonsense.

Has anyone asked his opinion?

Zong Zhan looked back carelessly, hitting Xi Luo's calm expression, a faint

light flashed in the bottom of his eyes, "Being in bed for three months?"

"Well, he said." Shi Luo pointed at the doctor, lying without any

psychological burden.

Doctor:"……"

That's it, Yan League’s monsters, ghosts and snakes, he really can’t afford to

provoke them, you are right in everything!

Not long after, with the help of the doctor and Bai Xiaohu, Zong Zhan took off

his white shirt and lay on the bed.

The wound on his back waist is not too much, but it is of different sizes, and

there is still glass ** remaining under the skin, which is also quite time-

consuming to clean up.

Siluo stood at the corner of the bed, without shoes or disturbing, Wu felt the

rare mood swings.

In the past, there were precedents of other men getting injured in order to

protect her, but most of them were deliberately shown to her.

But Zong Zhan...different.

He had a dangerous subconscious to protect her performance, without any

thoughts.

is simply protecting her.

Two people piled on top of each other and fell to the ground. One can imagine

how deep the pieces will be.

Siluo looked at the scar on his waist, and her mood became heavier and

heavier.

Zong Zhan, who was lying on the bed, couldn't see Shi Luo's expression. He

only heard a slight noise. He opened his eyes and saw that it was the woman

who walked out of the room barefoot from the back.

Zong Zhan’s eyes were as dark and deep as ink splashed, filled with

indescribable disappointment and clarity.

He should have known it a long time ago, and expecting Shiluo to express

concern, it is better to feel sorry for himself.

No one is right or wrong in this matter, just one willing to fight and the

other willing to suffer.

In the corridor, Shi Luo came to the top of the stairs barefoot, leaning

against the railing, not knowing what she was thinking.

The sound of footsteps was heard abruptly above the steps. Siluo looked up

carelessly, and saw Bai Yan carrying a pair of ladies' sneakers to her feet,

"Li Qiao, clean her after wearing them."

Siluo lowered her head, and after a few seconds she put on her shoes as if

unresponsive, "Will his waist be alright?"

Bai Yan handed out the cigarette case casually, playfully jokingly, "If it

doesn't work out, are you going to kick him?"

Silo’s complex emotions were instantly teased and disappeared without a trace.

"Me and him..." When the words were halfway, Shi Luo automatically silenced.

She never thought that she had anything to do with Zong Zhan, but at the

moment she denied it, she hesitated.

Bai Yan didn’t know what Shiluo was thinking, but out of understanding of her,

he couldn’t help but laughed and said, “With your patience with men, if he is

really useless in the future, you will definitely go out of the wall.”

(End of this chapter)