Since he agreed to Qiao Yingzi, Gu Yu came up with a plan with a do-or-die mentality and spent a lot of brain cells.
"Hello? Is this Ms. Song Qian? I am Gu Yu's personal trainer."
"Gu Yu sprained his ankle while doing warm-up exercises in the morning. He is now in the Medical University Hospital."
"Don't worry. I just had a checkup. It's not a big problem and I haven't hurt my muscles or bones. But I need to have a good rest for a day. Gu Yu asked me to contact you. He is doing physical therapy."
"Okay, okay, I'll have someone wait for you at the door of the hospital." Song Qian hung up the phone with a worried look on her face.
"Yingzi, Gu Yu is injured. I'm going to the hospital right now." Song Qian simply packed up, picked up her bag and was about to go out.
"Is he okay?" Qiao Yingzi also asked worriedly.
"Gu Yu's personal trainer called me just now. There shouldn't be a big problem. This kid is pitiful. He didn't have any family around him if something happened. I hurried over to check on the situation and see if he needed my care." Song Qian didn't either. Explain more, put on your shoes and go out.
"He's trying too hard, isn't he? He's not really hurting himself just to hold my mother back, right? Why is it like this?" Qiao Yingzi was at a loss. She thought of something and hurried back to the bedroom to call Gu Yu on her cell phone. Got the phone.
After confirming that Gu Yu was fine, Qiao Yingzi breathed a sigh of relief, packed up herself, and prepared to leave for the planetarium.
"Xiaoyu, are you okay?" Song Qian, led by Gu Yu's training team, saw Gu Yu who had just come out of the physical therapy room. He was pushed out by a nurse in a wheelchair.
"It's okay. The people in my team are too worried. I said just go back and rest after the examination. They insist on contacting you. Aunt Qian, they are causing trouble to you." Gu Yu looked a little embarrassed.
"Xiaoyu, what are you talking about? I promised your father to take good care of you. Who can you tell if you don't tell me something?" Song Qian frowned slightly and said slightly seriously.
Then I communicated with Gu Yu's personal trainer and asked the doctor. I felt a little relieved when I learned that it was nothing serious and that his right ankle was just sprained.
After carefully confirming with the doctor and Gu Yu's training team how to take care of Gu Yu and some precautions, Gu Yu and Song Qian were sent home, and the morning passed quietly.
Song Qian sent Gu Yu's training team away and helped Gu Yu, who was in a wheelchair, to the sofa.
"Xiaoyu, does your ankle still hurt?" Song Qian asked with concern.
"I sprayed medicine and did physical therapy, and everything is fine." Gu Yu roughly counted the time, and Yingzi should be almost finished by now.
"Just now your coach told me that it's best to apply hot compresses again. I'll prepare hot salt bags. Sit down here and don't move around." After Song Qian finished speaking, she went to get the medical supplies.
"Aunt Qian, you don't have to be busy. It's noon already. Why don't you go back and prepare lunch first so that Yingzi doesn't starve."
"She is already 18, how can she not take care of herself? I can just send her a message, but you are here, how can I rest assured?" Song Qian frowned slightly, with a concerned look on her face, and turned forward as she spoke. As she was walking, she didn't know whether she forgot the wheelchair was here or was turning too fast and didn't see it. She accidentally stepped on the footrest of the wheelchair and fell backwards due to instability. Gu Yu saw this and quickly caught Song Qian.
"Hiss~" The incident happened suddenly. Gu Yu really twisted his foot this time. Coupled with the force of Song Qian falling backwards, although Gu Yu caught Song Qian, there was no point of strength and she also fell to the sofa. superior.
"Hmm~" A muffled hum was full of charm. In the flash of lightning, Gu Yu didn't notice for a moment, and the two of them fell on the sofa in an ambiguous posture.
I saw Gu Yu holding Song Qian in his arms, with his right hand pressed on Song Qian's back. In summer, she wears less clothes. Today, Song Qian is wearing a black dress with slits at the knees.
There was no sound in the room for a moment, and Gu Yu and Song Qian were just close to each other on the sofa, staring at each other.
Not knowing where she got the strength, she quickly pushed Gu Yu away and stood up. Gu Yu was also a little overwhelmed and picked up the pillow on the sofa to cover his reaction.
Just now, I was so close to Song Qian that the sound, touch, and smell of perfume made me unable to control myself for a moment.
Song Qian quickly left the living room, went to the bathroom, turned on the faucet, dipped her hands in some cold water and applied it to her forehead.
Looking at himself in the mirror, his cheeks were red with embarrassment. At that moment, his heart was throbbing, as if the person hugging him was not an 18-year-old boy, but a mature man of the same age as himself. Jiu Kuang's body actually had some reaction. .
"Shameless!" Song Qian looked at herself in the mirror and felt disgusted. She thought she must be crazy and cursed herself.
Gu Yu, who was on the sofa in the living room, looked at his left hand, still recalling the touch and close physical contact just now. It was the style and scale of a mature woman. After a while, Song Qian came out of the bathroom. , picked up the salt bag and went directly to the kitchen,
"Just now..." Song Qian squatted on the carpet and helped Gu Yu apply the salt bag to his ankle. She originally wanted to say whether she twisted her ankle again, but when she thought of what just happened, her forced indifference was a bit broken. The cheeks are slightly red again.
"It's okay, I didn't use any force just now." Gu Yu knew what she wanted to ask and quickly took over the topic. In fact, when Song Qian was in the bathroom, Gu Yu himself checked and found that there was a bruise, and that... Gu Yu's body's conditioned reflex protection did not cause any further stress on the ankle, so there was no impact.
"Well, that's good." Song Qian helped Gu Yu fix the salt bag on his ankle and sat aside. She didn't know what to say for a moment, and the living room fell into silence again.
"Xiaoyu, it was just an accident. Aunt Qian is as old as your parents, so she treats you as her own child. Don't think too much about it." Song Qian had some hesitation on her face, but she still mentioned it herself. , trying to give things a personality.
"Aunt Qian, you look just like my sister." Gu Yu looked at Song Qian's face and said something out of nowhere.
"Well, you have a good rest. I'm going back first. If you need anything, call me." Song Qian was slightly stunned when she heard this, and then hurriedly left with a somewhat panicked expression.
"Mom? Are you back? Gu Yu..." Qiao Yingzi had just arrived home at this time. When she saw Song Qian coming back, she looked a little nervous and pretended to be nonchalant. She wanted to say a few words to Song Qian, but she didn't finish her words yet. , Song Qian just said that he was fine, and hurried into the bedroom.
Qiao Yingzi was a little confused, but she also felt guilty, so she didn't think much about it and took out her mobile phone to send a message to Gu Yu.
Qiao Yingzi: Everything is OK! Thank you~
