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"Well." Songgang Dong did not mock or scold her, because she was like a frightened deer at the moment, and her whole body was shaking.
Fortunately, the weather was hot and the other person's sportswear was not damaged, so there was no classic scene of putting clothes on the other person.
It’s over~ It’s over~ It’s over
The patrol car arrived shortly after. After understanding the situation, it first contacted an ambulance to take the drunk away, and then they were taken to the police station to take a statement.
Because there were surveillance cameras nearby, there was nothing to investigate. We just had to wait for that guy to wake up and accept punishment. They came out soon.
"Sigh~"
"Are you injured anywhere?" Song Gangdong asked when he noticed her abnormality.
Shinomiya Mikoto said with sweat on her forehead: "I think my ankle is sprained."
She could still bear it when she got on the car just now, but now it hurts a lot when her feet touch the ground, so Song Gangdong has to help her sit on the chair in front of the police station.
"Let me take a look." Song Gangdong squatted down and grabbed her feet.
Shinomiya Mikoto didn't know if it was because of pain or something, but she didn't dodge. Her face was just a little red, but it was not very noticeable because it was night.
"It's too swollen. I think the bones are dislocated. It will get worse if it's not fixed quickly," Song Gangdong said seriously.
She looked down and was shocked. Her ankle was now as swollen as a small bun and a little purple.
"Please take me to the hospital," Shinomiya Mikoto asked with great pain.
"Well, but I need to adjust your bones first. It may be a bit painful for a while, so just bear with it." Song Gangdong nodded and gave instructions.
"Huh?" Shinomiya Mikoto was a little surprised by his words.
But Songgang didn't give her any time to think. He dragged her feet with both hands and exerted force. There was a cracking sound, and then Sigong screamed in pain.
The police who came out were all shocked, but they relaxed after seeing this situation. Instead, they looked at Song Gangdong with some surprise. After all, this skill is rare in Neon.
"Are you feeling better?" Song Gangdong asked softly.
Shinomiya Mikoto was about to curse when she heard this, then she felt it for a moment and said in surprise: "It's much better than before. This must be the Chinese bone-setting technique."
"That's right, but this is just a simple treatment. We still need to go to the hospital for an X-ray," Song Gangdong nodded in response.
"You can actually do this." Shinomiya Mikoto regained some spirit after the pain was no longer so severe.
"It's just some superficial damage. There's nothing we can do if it's more serious," Song Gangdong shook his head.
I learned this trick from a masseur when I was working part-time at a high-end bath center, and I only learned this one trick.
"I think so too, but I hope you are not skilled enough and dislocate my bones," she said doubtfully.
Songgang glanced at her and said, "If you're worried, go to the hospital now."
"Okay, that hurts..." She was about to get up when she realized she could still sit but it was impossible to walk.
But then she felt her body lighten and she was in mid-air. It turned out that Song Gangdong picked her up and walked towards the roadside.
"I was actually carried like a princess by a boy!" Her mind went blank for a moment.
She looked up and was dazed at Song Gangdong's serious face. Although he was not as handsome as the boys she had seen before, his lazy and calm temperament made this face very attractive.
In this way, Matsuoka Dong held her and stood for a while before they got a taxi to Teito Medical University. During this period, Shinomiya Mikoto was as quiet as a sleeping kitten.
"It's nothing serious. There's nothing wrong with the bones. Just be careful not to use this foot for a while. The wrist is just a little bruised. It will be fine tomorrow after applying some medicine."
The interns in the medical university told us that small problems like these should be handed over to them after the X-rays are taken, as regular doctors don’t have time to deal with such minor injuries.
After hearing this, both of them felt relieved, and then they felt a little awkward when they were about to leave. It was really that Shinomiya Mikoto was not in a very convenient situation right now, and Matsuoka Dong was too embarrassed to give her a princess hug if it wasn't an emergency.
Chapter 16 Grilled Eel Rice
The taxi stopped in front of Songgang's house. He got out first and opened the door. Then Sigong got out with great effort, holding a pair of crutches under his arms. It seemed that he was not very skilled in using them.
"Be careful," Song Gangdong warned carefully.
Shinomiya Mikoto waved her hand: "I can do it myself."
Seeing this, Songgang Dong no longer insisted on helping her, but just watched her carefully from the side, which made Shigong feel warm in his heart.
"Or I'll carry you upstairs," Song Gang suggested after entering the house and looking at the stairs leading to the second floor.
"No, I can just walk slowly, you go and rest." She shook her head and refused.
After all the trouble, it was already past one in the middle of the night, and she didn't want to owe the other party too many favors. Although he already owed a lot, she tried not to increase it any more. When he couldn't pay it back, she would have to sacrifice herself.
"Okay, call me if you need anything." Seeing his persistence, Song Gangdong nodded.
Finally, it took a lot of effort for Mikoto Shinomiya to return to her room, and then she lay on the bed without even the strength to change clothes.
"Mom..." She hugged the quilt with red eyes.
She was not as strong as she seemed about tonight's experience, otherwise she would not have lost her composure when she saw Songgang. She just pretended to be calm later.
I couldn't hold on any longer when I was alone, but I cried very quietly because I was afraid of being heard.
After Songgang Dong returned to the house, he was still a little worried about her. Of course, it was not because of the injury but because of psychological reasons, because he knew that the guy was not as strong as he looked.
"Forget it, it seems like she's fine from what I saw just now." He yawned, changed his clothes and went to sleep.
"Hey, little sister, let's see where you can escape this time." The drunk man laughed while tearing her clothes.
"do not want!"
Shinomiya Mikoto was suddenly awakened and took a long time to recover. She wiped her head with her hand and found it was covered with sweat. The nightmare just now was too scary.
"call--"
She took several deep breaths before her breathing calmed down. After she calmed down, she felt the pain in her feet again, which made her grit her teeth again.
dong dong dong...
"Are you awake? I've prepared breakfast," Songgang Dong asked.
"Okay, I'll be down in a minute," Shinomiya Mikoto responded while enduring the pain.
"Okay, I'll go down first," Song Gangdong said without saying much.
After he left, Shinomiya Mikoto took some effort to change her clothes and wash up. The process involved pulling her feet several times and was very painful for her.
This was the first time in her life that she had suffered such a serious injury. It was very good that she could endure it until now.
After she went downstairs, she smelled the aroma of charcoal grilling. The smell relieved the pain a little. It had been a long time since she had eaten grilled chicken.
"Charcoal grilled eel rice. It's better to eat more protein after spraining your ankle," Song Gangdong said softly as he put the dishes and chopsticks in place.
"The aroma is very strong but I wonder if the taste will be the same" Shinomiya Mikoto limped over on crutches.
"This is a secret recipe I learned secretly. It tastes absolutely top-notch. You're in for a treat," Songgang said confidently.
In the past, when I worked part-time in various small shops, I would “accidentally” learn some unique secret recipes. The secret recipes of some small shops are really not inferior to some well-known dishes.
In fact, as he learns more and more, he plans to save enough money to open a small restaurant in his hometown, which would be great, but for now, he can only give it to Shinomiya for the time being.
There was no chance to make it when his parents were at home, so Shinomiya was the first person in the world to taste his cooking.
"Is this true?" As someone who has eaten countless delicious foods, especially eel dishes, Shinomiya doesn't quite believe it.
After sitting down, I looked at the big bowl on the table and swallowed my saliva. I saw that the eel on it was red because of the sauce, which directly aroused a strong appetite.
Although the appearance cannot be compared with those high-end stores, it has a more cozy feel, a feeling I got from the meals my mother cooked when I was down and out.
This is the first time I have felt that warmth and peace of mind since my mother was hospitalized.
"I'm going to eat now," she muttered to herself and started eating seriously.
Song Gangdong had already taken several bites at this time, and then he was fascinated by his own cooking skills. It seemed that his cooking skills had become very good since he traveled through time. He didn't know if it was a benefit of time travel.
When I first came through, I was still waiting for the golden finger to appear, but until now nothing has happened, so now I have completely given up. I guess my luck lies in winning the lottery twice and traveling through time.
While he was daydreaming, Shinomiya Mikoto opposite him was completely immersed in the food. She didn't expect that the charcoal grilled eel rice was more delicious than any eel dish she had ever eaten.
Especially the slightly sweet, spicy, sour and strange taste that is so fascinating. The essence of this dish is the sauce on the eel.
Moreover, the rice underneath was also very special. It had the taste of chicken but no chicken. She had eaten this rice cooked in chicken soup before.
"What is that strange smell in there?" she asked impatiently.
"Oh, that you are talking about. It is the core of the secret recipe. Do you want to know? But I won't tell you," Songgang Dong said with a smile on his face.
"Hmph, if you don't want to tell me, forget it. I'll know sooner or later," said Shinomiya Mikoto with her head raised disdainfully.
"Then take your time to think about it," Songgang shrugged.
He would not easily say something like this that could open a store. Even if it was his wife, he would have to consider it. Besides, Shigong is not even his girlfriend.
"What a stingy guy!" Shinomiya Mikoto muttered softly.
Song Gangdong ignored what he said and said, "Don't go today. Call your teacher to ask for leave. If I call, you will be exposed."
"No, I want to go," Shinomiya Mikoto said stubbornly.
"You can't take the public transportation in this condition. Do you want to take a taxi?" Songgang said softly.
Shinomiya Mikoto was silent. It was impossible for her to take a taxi. Since she was injured and couldn't do her part-time job, she had no income, so she had to save money. However, that wouldn't work with so many people on the bus.
"Okay then, I'll call you later," she said helplessly.
"That's right. When you are at home, you can wash the dirty clothes in the bamboo basket. The washing machine is fully automatic. Just put the clothes in and press the button. Then when you are done, take the clothes to the yard to hang them up. That should be how you do it," Song Gangdong said.
"Don't bother me, of course I know how to operate the washing machine," she responded angrily.
"That's good. There aren't many clothes so we can finish them in one trip. We can't always eat white meals at home." Song Gangdong nodded.
He thought that if he had something to do he wouldn't have those wild thoughts. Last night this guy had a nightmare and woke him up, but he didn't pay any attention to it because he wanted to avoid suspicion and the other party even locked the door.
"You are such a capitalist who makes a wounded man like me do the work," Sigong complained angrily after he left. He never thought that he was the same before.
Chapter 17 Chief Lawyer
Songgang always had a bad feeling after he went out: "That guy shouldn't have any problems washing clothes..."
There were a lot of people and cars during the morning rush hour. He stood on the roadside for a long time without getting a taxi and couldn't help feeling depressed. He missed the taxi-hailing app from his previous life so much.
"Please go to Qingshan Law Firm." After waiting for a while, he finally got in a taxi.