Chapter 145 A Bit Ambiguous

Chapter 145 A bit ambiguous

Could it be that I am the same as those people? Then we are no longer Zhao Jianhui. Alas, for the sake of poor face, I just had to delay my work for a while.

Thinking of this, Zhao Jianhui nodded hurriedly and said: "Okay, let's go there quickly. We have to get the person out and send him to the hospital quickly, otherwise it will be troublesome if there are sequelae. You lead the way." When the man in front of her said this, the woman's face became even more anxious. After a few minutes, he hurriedly turned around and walked along the path he came from.

Zhao Jianhui followed behind and looked at the woman's back. She was about 166cm tall. The woman's height was quite impressive. The woman's waist is very thin, and her buttocks covered by the long skirt are very plump. They twist and turn with the anxious pace, which is extremely endearing.

However, there seemed to be something wrong with the woman's feet, and her body was heaving when walking on the flat road. Looking at his back, Zhao Jianhui's heart moved. Before he could call her, suddenly, the beautiful woman walking in front of her in a hurry seemed to have lost the strength in her left foot. She tilted her body and fell to the side with a scream.

Zhao Jianhui, who was walking behind, had quick eyes and quick hands. He took a step forward, put his arms around the beautiful woman's slender waist, and slowly sat her down on the roadside, leaning her back against his arms. He looked down at the woman who was frowning in pain, and asked with concern: "How are you? Did you sprain your foot?"

The beautiful woman nodded painfully and wanted to bend down to touch her left ankle. Zhao Jianhui hurriedly stretched out his hand to hold down the beautiful woman's arm and said, "Don't touch it, I'll help you take a look." He let her go, squatted in front of the beautiful woman, and slowly lifted her foot , murmured: "No wonder, the heels of the shoes you are wearing can be used as bayonets if they are higher."

Although the beautiful woman was in excruciating pain, she still heard Zhao Jianhui muttering a little loudly, and couldn't help but burst out laughing when he heard what he said was funny. Explained: "I came here after receiving a call in the office. Who knew that a section of the road here is paved with cobblestones."

Zhao Jianhui raised his head and smiled, then looked down at the little foot in his hand and said, "It's just a sprain, it's not serious. I'll massage it for you, and you'll be fine after a night's rest."

"Oh! Do you know how to do massage therapy?" The beautiful woman looked at Zhao Jianhui and thought to herself, at your age, how many years would it take you to study Chinese medicine even if you have been studying it since you were a child?

Zhao Jianhui nodded without saying anything. He lowered his head and gently took off the shoe and ### stockings on her left foot, revealing a small, jade-like foot. Put it gently on your thigh, put your hands together and rub it vigorously.

He looked up and saw a beautiful woman with a pretty rosy face looking at him curiously. She explained with a smile: "This is to heat up my hands. Massage is more beneficial to activating the pulse and relaxing the blood."

The beautiful woman nodded her head in understanding, and said softly: "My name is Gan Xiaojing, and I don't know your name yet! I really want to thank you for your help this time."

"My name is Zhao Jianhui. I have nothing to thank you. No matter who sees this kind of thing, they will reach out to help." Zhao Jianhui felt that the heat was almost over at this time. As he spoke, he put his hands on the cold feet and gently squeezed them. .

"Ah!" Gan Xiaojing's little feet were suddenly held by those generous and warm hands. She couldn't help but feel comfortable. She hurriedly covered her mouth with her little hands and looked at Zhao Jianhui, who was squatting in front of her with a blushing heart. I felt relieved when I saw that Zhao Jianhui did not raise his head, but was massaging seriously.

In fact, Zhao Jianhui really wanted to raise his head to take a look at Gan Xiaojing's shy and pretty appearance, but in order to avoid embarrassment, he resisted the urge to raise his head and concentrated on serving the jade feet in his hands. This unique skill was not learned by him in the army. The skill of setting bones was taught to him by his master when he was still alive. At that time, the old man wanted to pass this skill on to Zhao Xiaoting, but Zhao Xiaoting saw that Zhao Jianhui took off his clothes while learning and was good at it. He kept touching himself and firmly rejected this magical skill.

But Zhao Xiaoting learned more other medical skills than Zhao Jianhui. Later, when she went to college, she applied for the medical major, which had a lot to do with it.

With Zhao Jianhui's skillful massage, Gan Xiaojing felt the pain in her feet slowly getting better, and in the end, she even hummed softly in comfort.

At this time, Zhao Jianhui took the opportunity to look up at the beautiful woman. He was attracted by it after just one glance, and he didn't even notice that the movements of his hands slowed down. I saw Gan Xiaojing tilting her head slightly, closing her eyes tightly, her fair face flushed, her expression intoxicated, and her look of enjoyment was indescribably charming.

Gan Xiaojing seemed to realize something. She opened her eyes and saw Zhao Jianhui staring at her blankly. She laughed out loud and said charmingly: "Silly boy, what are you looking at!"

"I'm not looking at anything, I'm just wondering if you're afraid of pain!" Zhao Jianhui blurted out seemingly casually. As he said this, he squeezed her pink feet with both hands and heard the crisp sound of bones hitting each other. Gan Xiaojing opened her beautiful face. A loud cry came out from his lips.

"What are you doing? Oh..." Even this woman's coquettish voice sounded so nice.

Zhao Jianhui let go of her delicate little feet, laughed and said, "Okay, put on your shoes and try taking a few steps."

"Really, you're not lying to me, are you?" Although there was disbelief in her voice, Gan Xiaojing still put on her shoes and walked slowly on the ground and tried a few steps: "Well, you are so awesome, it really doesn't hurt. ”

Why do these words sound so awkward? The main reason is that these words are very similar to what Zhou Wanyi said to Zhao Jianhui in bed that day.

"Haha, even if it doesn't hurt, you have to pay attention to rest and try to walk less. It will be almost enough when you get up tomorrow morning." Zhao Jianhui warned her seriously.

"What should I do? I still have a lot of roads to walk today. I can't let you carry me, right?" Gan Xiaojing blurted out this sentence as if she didn't think about it. After she finished speaking, she realized that the person in front of her was not a familiar friend.

Zhao Jianhui smiled: "If I really carry such a beautiful woman like you everywhere, I will become the enemy of the people. Please spare me."

Women don't like to be praised by others, especially young people they just met for the first time. Gan Xiaojing looked at Zhao Jianhui with a simple face and smiled: "Sister, how can you be beautiful? If you don't tell me the reason, I will deal with you." Zhao Jianhui's simple and honest face is too deceptive to women.

However, Gan Xiaojing's words seemed more ambiguous.

Normally, in the workplace or other occasions, how could Gan Xiaojing smile so sweetly? Today was a coincidence. Gan Xiaojing was worried about her driver's injury, and then she accidentally twisted her foot. She met several groups of people on the road, but no one agreed to help. When she was in a state of ups and downs and indignation, she happened to meet Zhao Jianhui.

This young man not only agreed to help her to save people, but also had master-level massage skills and a loyal face that could kill people of all ages. Under the coincidence of chance, Gan Xiaojing felt a little close to him.

Hearing what she said, Zhao Jianhui lowered his head and stammered.

Although the woman in front of him was beautiful everywhere, she was still far behind Long Lingyun or Zhou Wanyi, and even Yuan Yiyi, the green apple, was far inferior to her.

But when people asked him where he was beautiful, this question was really hard to answer.

Gan Xiaojing looked at Zhao Jianhui's shy performance, but she smiled happily and stopped asking Zhao Jianhui. She just felt that today was the happiest day in recent years. Yes, the more I look at this honest young man, the more I like him!

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