love from game

Li Qinghe smiled, and sure enough, this kind of talent is fun and interesting.

"Foot." Anrain grabbed his leg, and Li Qinghe smirked.

The soles of the shoes were torn, and there were bloodstains on the soles of the feet, mixed with the sand of the track, bloody and bloody. Anrain looked at his feet and looked up at the smiling flower-like person.

"Does it hurt?"

"Nonsense, but the pain is comfortable." Li Qinghe threw himself on him, pressed Anrain to the ground, put his arms around his neck, and said with a playful smile: "But I won, you are still mine, are you happy? "

"Go to the hospital." Anrain got up, then directly picked him up, put him on the back seat of the motorcycle and said, "I'll give you a ride."

"Hey~" Li Qinghe said with a look of disgust, "I'll take you, I just won the car god."

"He never beat me." Anrain said lightly, and then he got into the car with his long legs and left.

Sitting in the back seat, Li Qinghe glanced back at Jiang Wuyan, and then he felt bad.

Li Qinghe looked at the person standing not far away, as if he saw another self. He suddenly felt very sick, wanted to vomit, and kept retching.

"What's wrong?" Anrain felt Li Qinghe's discomfort and asked worriedly, planning to stop the car.

"It's okay." Li Qinghe immediately put his arms around him and said, "Fuck you, I'm just motion sick."

Anrain remained silent, Li Qinghe was amused by his clumsy lie, he put his arms around Anrain and said softly: "Jiang Wuyan is crying."

Anrain didn't speak, he drove the car very steadily without any wavering.

"If you don't like someone, you will be so ruthless." Li Qinghe's words seemed to be speaking to Anrain, but it seemed that they were not.

Li Qinghe put his arms around him and laughed softly. He hummed a ditty, and Anrain listened carefully, but he couldn't recognize what he was singing, and it always felt very familiar until Li Qinghe sang the lyrics later.

"...The wind blows gusts, why doesn't it come back, the wind doesn't come back once it's gone, is it sad, it's so numb so fast, shouldn't it be..."

He didn't know that he had heard this song before. When he first met him in the bar, he played this song.

Li Qinghe hummed and sang, laughed wildly from time to time, groped Anrain's body from time to time, kissed Anrain's neck from time to time, and sang a song in pieces, if he didn't listen carefully, he really didn't know what he was singing.

"Qinghe, you haven't sung seriously for a long time." The car stopped at the entrance of the hospital, Anrain hugged him down, Li Qinghe looked puzzled, it seemed nothing.

"I want to hear you sing."

"I never sing." Li Qinghe sneered, "My voice has long been hoarse, and I am not suitable for singing."

"I want to hear you sing."

"I won't sing anymore." Li Qinghe said indifferently, "If it's a hospital, I'll go see Luo Ke."

"Go and see the feet."

"No." Li Qinghe hugged him coquettishly and said, "I only go to Luo Ke's consulting room, I don't want to go to other places, except the morgue."

"Hey, don't make trouble." Anrain picked him up, he must go to the dermatology department for a look, and then go to the orthopedics department to find Luo Ke.

"No." Li Qinghe shouted loudly, his feet kept moving, Anrain frowned.

"Hey, don't move, you'll fall."

"No." Li Qinghe completely ignored the eyes of the people around him, made troubles even more unreasonably, and struggled even more, only a few tears were shed.

The people around looked at these two people, they were quite good-looking, and there were many people pointing and pointing, and some people had already started holding their mobile phones.

Anrain frowned, then hugged him into the hospital and said, "Okay, just go to see Rocco."

Only then did Li Qinghe calm down, hugged him obediently, and kissed him hard on the neck before staying in his arms willingly.

Luo Ke was sitting in the consulting room. He looked at the patient across from him and sighed. At first he thought that there would not be so many people in the Department of Orthopedics, but it seemed that he was thinking too much.Suddenly there was commotion outside, and Rocco was planning to go out to have a look, but the door opened.

Anrian hugged Li Qinghe, Li Qinghe smiled cheaply, and Anrian was expressionless.

After all, Luo Ke is a doctor, so he saw Li Qinghe's feet at a glance. He looked at Li Qinghe's feet with a distorted expression on his face.

The patient in the consulting room looked at Luo Ke and said, "Doctor?"

"Oh, wait a minute." Luo Ke said gently, "Anrian carried him to the bed inside, and I'll go take a look when I'm done."

Anrain nodded, then carried him to the bed inside, and closed the door.

"Doctor." The patient looked at Luo Ke with a smile on his face and said, "Is my bone almost healed?"

"Well, soon." Rocco tried not to perfuse his patient, the man breathed a sigh of relief, and then walked out with a cane.

Luo Ke looked at the patients outside, there were a few more people, and called the nurse over quickly.

The nurse lady looked at Luo Ke and asked in a daze, "Dr. Luo?"

"Hang all my patients to Dr. Su next door." Luo Ke said with a smile, "I have a very important patient here."

The nurse lady asked curiously, "The couple just now?"

"Yes, the president of the Li family." Luo Ke said helplessly, "Have you heard of Li Qinghe?"

"He is Li Qinghe!" The nurse sister was surprised, "I often see him in gossip magazines, no wonder he looks familiar."

"Come on, do as I said, and then ask other nurses to bring over a bucket of 90.00% alcohol." Luo Ke said lightly, "There is also gauze iodine and erythromycin skin ointment."

The lady nurse responded and went out to work. It didn't take long for a nurse to bring all the things Luo Ke asked for.Rocco looked at the barrel of alcohol, sighed, and went in with the alcohol.

As soon as he entered the door, he found Li Qinghe on the hospital bed sitting on Anrain's lap, scratching his head and making poses.

Luo Ke could only think of this word, his impression of Li Qinghe was like this, from the first day he knew him.

"Cheng Lishui said you did it." Luo Ke put the barrel in front of him and said, then took out the cigarette and started smoking.

"Smoking is not allowed in the hospital." Li Qinghe said with a playful smile.

"What do you care about so much, put your feet in." Luo Ke said disgustedly, "Disinfection."

"You doctor is too rude, complain." Li Qinghe refused, and hugged Anrain's neck tightly, coquettishly.

"If you don't sterilize, I'm afraid your feet will be useless for a few weeks." Luo Ke exhaled a smoke ring and said, "What are you doing, the soles of your feet are worn like this?"

"Drag racing." Anrain answered for Li Qinghe, then looked at Li Qinghe, picked up the corner of his trousers, covered Li Qinghe's mouth, and directly put Li Qinghe's feet in.

Li Qinghe hadn't reacted yet, and all he had left was the damn pain.