The Tokyo doctor looked at it very carefully, although Fu Jiu had already stated that she only wanted eye ointments and eye drops.
But the doctor still gave her a lot of medicines, including anti-inflammatory.
As the medicine was prescribed more and more, Fu Jiu's handsome face had become a little overwhelmed.
It was obvious that a bottle of eye drops could solve the problem, but she took out the money for a keyboard.
If the great god hadn't just taken her to the hospital, she would have thought the great god was deliberately cheating her.
But it's still very sincere to see the master.
And he looks very good as an older brother, and his voice is light and asking for precautions.
Tokyo doctors like people who take minor illness seriously, push the glasses on their faces and said seriously: "Don't always play with mobile phones and computers. Young people nowadays like to fiddle with those electronic products."
Don't play with computers?
How is that possible?
This made her feel more uncomfortable for the hacker Fu Jiu than letting her lose food.
What's more, the great god is absolutely impossible to agree to this condition.
There is still a friendly match to play these two days.
Where can I know?
The great gods always make people unexpected.
His voice was very light and his attitude was calm: "Okay."
The old doctor saw that the other party respected him so much, and was very enthusiastic: "Also, pay attention to your diet, don't eat beef and mutton, and don't touch peppers."
Fu Jiu:...
She is so fond of hot pot that she doesn't let beef, mutton and spicy food.
Is she really planning to cut off food?
The most important thing is that she has never seen a great god cooperate with anyone like this.
He nodded coldly, his voice unevenly: "I will watch him."
In this way, as soon as Fu Jiugang came out of the hospital, he saw three extremely dark days in the future.
"Brother Mo, I'm not that serious." Fu Jiu decided to logically convince the master: "It's all because the weather in Jiangcheng was too bad and the smog was too serious. My eyes were infected with bacteria, and I just had eye drops for two days, not to mention that the day after tomorrow is a friendly match, so how can I not play?"
Qin Mo's expression was very light. He originally wanted to smoke, but when he heard the boy say "infection" and then took back the slender pure black cigarette: "I'll take your place."
There was no great master among the players originally arranged to play.
This is a friendly match after all.
It's not worth taking this risk with the great master's hands.
"No." Fu Jiu refused very simply: "My eyes are nothing compared to Brother Mo's hands."
Obviously, Qin Mo didn't want to talk about his injury: "I hurt my left hand, not both hands."
Fu Jiu:...
So what a great god means to play games with one hand?
Master, have you ever considered your opponent's feelings?
The neon lights on the avenue were dimming little by little.
When the two of them walked back, they were no longer as many people as before, and the shadows under their feet were pulled slender.
As soon as she returned to the hotel, Fu Jiu's cell phone rang. She took it out and subconsciously wanted to go and see it, but the great god sucked it over.
Fu Jiu looked back!
Qin Mo's handsome face as godless as he was, without any turbulence, and his voice was as light as ever, with a strong commercial atmosphere: "What the doctor just said, I forgot so quickly. I have to resist your claws that want to play with electronic devices in the past two days."
Chapter completed!