National School Prince Is A Girl

Doctor Tokyo looks very carefully, although Bo Jiu has already said that she only wants eye ointment and eye drops.

But the doctor was still very responsible for prescribing a lot of medicine, including anti-inflammatory.

As more and more medicines are prescribed, Bo Jiu's handsome face has become a little bit unrequited.

Obviously, a bottle of eye drops can solve the problem, she swiped a keyboard money.

If it wasn't the Great God's temporary intention to bring her to the hospital, she thought the Great God was deliberately pitting her.

But it is still very sincere to see the great god.

And very much like being an elder brother, asking for precautions in a light voice.

Doctors in Tokyo like this kind of person who takes a minor illness seriously and pushes the glasses on his face. He seriously said: "Don't always play with mobile phones and computers. Now young people like to play with electronic products."

Don't play computer?

How can it be?

This is more uncomfortable for Bo Jiu, the hacker, than letting her run out of food.

What's more, the Great God can never agree to this condition.

There is still a friendly match to play in these two days.

Where to know.

The great god always surprises people.

The voice is very weak, and the attitude is calm: "Okay."

The old doctor was very enthusiastic when he saw the other party respecting him so much: "Also pay attention to the diet. Don't eat beef and mutton, let alone chilli."

Bo Jiu: ...

She loves hotpot so much that she is not allowed to eat beef and mutton and spicy.

Is this really going to make her run out of food?

The most important thing is that she has never seen anyone with whom the Great God has cooperated so much.

He nodded coldly, and his voice was uneven. "I'll watch him."

In this way, as soon as Bo Jiu came out of the hospital, he saw the gloomy three days ahead.

"Mo brother, actually I am not that serious." Bo Jiu decided to convince the gods logically: "Because the weather in Jiangcheng was too bad and the smog was too serious, my eyes were infected with bacteria, just drop the eye drops for two days And what ’s more, the day after tomorrow is a friendly match, how can I not play? "

Qin Mo's expression was very light. He originally wanted to smoke because he heard the word "infection" and then collected the slender black cigarette back: "I will take your place."

There was no great god among the originally arranged players.

This is a friendly match after all.

It is not worth taking the risk with the hands of the great god.

"No." Bo Jiu refused very simply: "Compared to Mo Ge's hand, my eyes are not a big deal at all."

Obviously, Qin Mo didn't want to talk more about his injuries: "I hurt my left hand, not both hands."

Bo Jiu: ...

So what does the Great God mean to play with one hand?

Great God, have you said that, have you considered your opponent's feelings?

The neon lights on the avenue dimmed a little.

When the two people walked back, there were not as many people as before, and the shadow under their feet was slender.

As soon as she returned to the hotel, the phone in Bo Jiu's pocket rang. She took it out and subconsciously wanted to see it, but was pulled by the god.

Bo Jiu looked back!

Qin Mo ’s godlike face, without any waves, his voice is as light and ink as before, with a strong commercial atmosphere: "What the doctor said just now, I forgot so quickly, and I held you back in these two days I want to play with the claws of electronic devices. "

With that said, he threw the phone on the bed and pulled off his coat: "Now, sit down and take the medicine."