The driver was a little puzzled at first when they got off the car and opened the door for them. But he heard the girl beside Jiang say, "Go to the nearest hospital."

The driver was startled: "What's wrong? Are there any of you uncomfortable?"

"Jiang Shenlan's leg hurts, please take us to the hospital as soon as possible."

The driver spoke Chinese, and he also knew Jiang Shenlan's identity, a well-known e-sports coach. The team he led had just won the trophy.

When the driver heard this, he quickly got into the car: "You guys wear your seat belts."

Fortunately, this area is relatively prosperous, and the hospital is not far away. It takes more than ten minutes to arrive.

Nan Qing was wearing a long down jacket, wrapped from head to toe, and her long hair was a little messy. She was small but she still tried hard to support Jiang Shenlan.

Jiang Shenlan's legs were swollen and painful, but he tried hard to stand up. He knew how tall and heavy he was, and it would be uncomfortable to press on her.

The driver went to help with the business, and the two of them sat in chairs and waited.

The driver came over with a few lists: "Let's go, we can go to the doctor."

Jiang Shenlan was a little embarrassed when he sat on the chair. He frowned. Why did he feel so serious suddenly?

Nan Qing reached out to hold his arm and wanted to pull him up, but he didn't move at all. "What's wrong? Why don't you stand up? Can't you stand up?"

She panicked as she said that.

Jiang Shenlan raised his hand: "No, I'm more heavy, let the driver help me." As he said that, he also greeted the man beside him.

The driver immediately came over to help Jiang Shenlan knowingly.

The driver supported himself, and Jiang Shenlan put his strength on his arm, tried to stand up, and tried not to be so difficult.

Nan Qing's expression was deep, and his bright eyes were staring at him.

Jiang Shenlan was a little scared when he was stared at, so he could only smile and say, "Let's go, let the doctor see what should be done."

The driver helped him walk in front, and Nan Qing followed behind.

"Er2, what's wrong with him?"

22: "How could a tragic car accident be so easy? Otherwise, he wouldn't have been in a wheelchair."

Before, Jiang Shenlan was very active in treating the disease, but hasteness was not achieved. It was obvious that he was not good enough.

The weather in China is warm, so Jiang Shenlan doesn’t have to walk often, so these problems are not revealed.

An old doctor with a little bald face showed Jiang Shenlan's legs, and Nan Qing listened carefully from the side.

Fortunately, the final result is that there is no big problem, but you need to apply medicine and don’t walk for the time being, and you also need to cooperate with some physical therapy later.

His legs will never be able to recover from the car accident in his entire life, but walking and jogging are OK, but he must also take care of them and not be tired of being cold.

He bought a wheelchair directly near the hospital, and Jiang Shenlan sat in the wheelchair again.

Jiang Shenlan was wearing a black windbreaker and had a scarf around his neck, with long legs on the pedal, leaning slightly against the back of the wheelchair. He had just taken the medicine and there was a faint smell of medicine on his body. In conjunction with the pure white corridor of the hospital, he looked a little pitiful.

But he was still laughing, looking at her, full of love.

At this time, he was still laughing, sitting in a wheelchair, and even reached out to hold her hand. Nan Qing stood far away and couldn't pull it. It was so pitiful that he looked like this, and he just felt a little crazy.

"Liu Li, don't be upset. You also heard what the doctor said just now. I'm not a big deal and I won't be ruined." Jiang Shenlan stepped on one foot and stood up hard to hold her hand.

Nan Qing was startled by his movements, hurried over, reached out and pressed his shoulder to press the person back into the wheelchair: "What are you doing? Are you crazy? The doctor said you can't get out of the ground."

Jiang Shenlan held one of her hands with satisfaction, with his delicate and soft fingers. He gently pressed them, and even shamelessly put his face in front of her lower abdomen and raised his head: "I just want to hold your hand."

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Chapter completed!