Chapter 771
Escorting a group of people back home safely, Han Wu really experienced the life of a wrestler during this period.

With a sound of "bang--", the iron board of the ship made a "bang bang" sound.

Jin Xian, who was watching the battle, couldn't help but make a "tsk" sound.

"It hurts to look at it, why do you think your brother is so upset?"

Han Bu didn't answer, stood up in front of him and went straight to Bingci.

Then, the same scene was staged again, Bing Ci in a black windbreaker, with a clear face, long legs swept across ruthlessly, and Han Bu fell to the ground with his feet on the ground.

Jin Xian has been silent, when Bingci looked at him with questioning eyes, he swallowed nervously, tongue-tied, "I... I am just passing by... passing by... ·" Immediately afterwards, it was as if he had been frightened and ran faster than anyone else.

Han Wu and Han Bu were still lying on the ground. On such a cold day, there was a thin layer of sweat on their foreheads.

Bing Ci squatted down and patted Han Wu's face lightly, it felt good.

Han Wu obviously didn't have the strength to slap her hand away, his cheeks were reddish, and he was panting lightly, he looked a bit like a good man who was being molested.

"Should we stop here today?" Bing Ci asked for their opinions out of good intentions.

One big one and one small one on the ground instantly revived with full blood and got up from the ground, taking an attacking posture.

Can't hurt people, and can't make them feel that they are letting water, Bingci sighed helplessly, and rushed forward...
The ship transferred to the plane, successfully arrived in Nandu, and said goodbye to Mr. Jin Man and the others. Jin Xian walked at the end, looked back at Han Wu, and showed a meaningful smile.

Han Wu had a gloomy face since dawn, rubbed his waist from time to time, his legs felt weak when going down the stairs, and he staggered and fell forward.

Bingci's sharp eyes quickly pulled him back.

Han Wu snorted and shook off her hand, and moved down step by step, at an extremely slow speed.

Bing Ci smiled slightly, and walked carefully behind him, so that he could protect him at any time.

Han Bu is different, he knows what to order, unlike his brother, who is good at food and loves to play, and was thrown to the ground by one hand and hurt his waist.

She flitted past Han Wu expressionlessly, with Bing Ci's black umbrella on her back, she walked briskly, leaving them far behind by two or three steps in one step, occasionally stopping to wait.

The three of them came to the hospital anyway, the doctor signaled Han Wu to take off his clothes for examination, seeing his body was bruised and purple, looking at Bingci hesitant to speak.

After a moment of silence, he still reminded: "Young people should know how to control themselves."

Bingci didn't hear the doctor's implication, and nodded seriously.

The doctor quickly prescribed some medicine and told Bingci: "Pour it into the palm of your hand and gently rub your waist, twice a day."

Bingci took the medicine bag, showing a rare look of embarrassment, and asked: "How to knead? Clockwise or counterclockwise..."

The doctor was too angry to speak, "You won't rub his injured waist?"

Bingci was still dumbfounded.

Han Wu couldn't help laughing, and stood up to save the situation, "Sorry, doctor, it's also the first time for my little brother. He is inexperienced, and it doesn't matter how serious he is. He will pay attention to it in the future."

The three walked out of the hospital, but Bingci was still stuck on the question of whether to go clockwise or counterclockwise.

Han Wu is in a good mood, when he smiles, his eyes are bright and his teeth are bright.

The warm winter sun fell on the three of them, snow piled up on both sides of the road, and the turbid snow that was about to melt under their feet made the sound of "creaking" and "rustling".

(End of this chapter)

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