C43 (1/2)

After cheerleading, Joe left with the cheerleading team, waiting for the start of the second half of the game.

However, just less than 10 minutes after the start of the game, suddenly the football on the field, somehow out of control, flew towards the audience.

Coincidentally, the football went directly to Qiao Yimo in the audience. Before Qiao Yimo could react to it, the football just hit Qiao Yimo's head.

Originally, the huge impact of the football was not small, and Qiao Yimo wore that kind of shiny hairpin on his head. As a result, the hairpin was knocked on Qiao Yimo's head by the football, and immediately, blood flowed down Qiao Yimo's face

”Foam!”

Chu Sitian was holding a potato chip and biting it in the audience. However, Chu Sitian was unprepared. When Chu simian reacted, the dazzling scarlet on Qiao Yimo's face was in a coma.

Chu Sitian yelled at Qiao Yimo in that direction, and then ”Teng” got up and knocked all the potato chips on the ground, and ran towards Qiao Yimo in a hurry.

Before she ran to Qiao Yimo's side, she saw a figure faster than her and flashed past her eyes. In a moment, she rushed to Qiao Yimo's side, holding the comatose Qiao Yimo. The expression on her face was extraordinary dignified, and even the fear in her eyes.

For a while, Chu Sitian only felt that Qiao centered on the foam, and there was a chill in all the three miles around

”Foam! Joimer, wake up

Lu Qingshen is still wearing the ball suit of the game, and his face is sweating because of the intense exercise just now. In addition, when he holds Qiao Yimo, the whole person is very excited. The sweat on his forehead lands smoothly. Qingshen's knife like face sinks to his chin and drops the scarlet on Qiao Yimo's face. In an instant, he faints a small piece of blood It really hurt Lu Qing's deep eyes.

The next second, Lu Qingshen did not say a word. A princess hugged Qiao Yimo and ran to the school medical office

Qiao Yimo didn't know how long she had been sleeping. She only remembered that she was sitting in the audience, but was hit by the flying football. As for the rest, she had no impression at all.

She opened her eyes slowly. The white ceiling and the slightly choking smell of disinfectant came into her eyes. Qiao sucked her nose subconsciously with foam. Although the action range was not very large, it still involved the wound on her head. She raised her hand involuntarily in pain and wanted to touch the top of her head.

”Are you awake?”

Before Qiao Yimo touches his head, he hears Lu Qingshen's magnetic, gentle and powerful voice coming from his ear. Qiao Yimo turns his head to see Lu Qingshen, who has just come out of the bathroom and is eager to come to the hospital bed.

”Well.”

Qiao Yimo looked at Lu Qingshen's eyes full of red blood, and gently answered. Then she thought it was Lu Qingshen who sent her here?

”How long have I slept?”

Say, Qiao Yi Mo then struggle to want to sit up, Lu Qingshen quickly a dart forward to help Qiao Yimo, help Qiao Yimo to lean against the head of the bed.

Then he slowly opened his mouth and said, ”you've been in a coma for a day and a night, with two stitches on your head. Fortunately, the situation is not particularly serious.”

Speaking of this, even Lu Qingshen could not help but feel relieved.

”So?” After waking up, Qiao Yimo's spirit was not bad. After listening to Lu Qingshen's words, he raised his mouth shallowly. Then he looked at Lu Qingshen and said, ”thank you, send me here.”