Chapter 869

Guo Zhiqiang said with a smile: "there's no way. Related households have it all the time. Even if it's gold, it's blocked by dung, and it's hard for people to see its brilliance."

"Ha ha, your metaphor is really appropriate. Some people, just like dung, stink. Even if you look at it, it makes people feel sick."

Bai Zifan, who is standing beside them, really wants to ask these two goods if they have the problem of strabismus. They speak face to face, but why do they all look at themselves?

As their only audience, Bai Zifan was in a bad mood. With a cold hum, he said, "Guo Zhiqiang, let's go quickly and send people back to bed early."

With that, Bai Zifan reached out and patted Guo Zhiqiang on the back.

Guo Zhiqiang, who had already had congestion, was expected to be shot by Bai Zifan in his chest. He couldn't support it any more. He opened his mouth and vomited out a mouthful of old blood.

It was as if he had stuck a mouthful of phlegm and finally coughed up. After spitting, Guo Zhiqiang felt that his breathing was much smoother. "Oh, it's much more comfortable."

As soon as he finished, Guo Zhiqiang was stunned, because Kong Yanping, who was standing in front of him, had already been sprayed with half of his blood, especially his white skirt, and the collar turned red.

Kong Yanping, who used to sing and play Oboe, was forced by the sudden old blood. But after hearing Guo Zhiqiang's words, the whole person understood that her whole body was shaking.

If Guo Zhiqiang didn't speak up, it could be interpreted as injuring the friendly army by mistake, but now, ha ha

Bai Zifan said with emotion: "well, Guo Zhiqiang, I know you think Kong Yanping is ugly. Even if you want to vomit, do you want to vomit blood directly? You're going too far, brother

"No, I, cough, poof!"

It's OK not to vomit blood. As soon as he vomites, Guo Zhiqiang can't control himself completely. He can't stop if he doesn't vomit all the congestion in his chest.

"Well, brother, you can bear it. In front of Kong Yanping, you are so impolite. How hard it is for others to do it. In addition, Kong Yanping, even if you are a famous actress, you should also consider the feelings of ordinary people. Guo Zhiqiang is not worth money, so you should get the minimum respect."

"Don't you see that Guo Zhiqiang is already like this? You can't turn your head and stop him looking at you, even if you put on a little make-up. "

After hearing Bai Zifan's words, Kong Yanping almost didn't come up in a breath and passed out. As for Guo Zhiqiang, he almost vomited his heart out, so he didn't have time to settle with Bai Zifan.

Guo Zhiqiang was upset by Bai Zifan, but Bai Zifan didn't really repair him and let him spit out the congestion. Although it was painful, the effect of treatment was more obvious.

When Guo Zhiqiang stopped spitting blood, Kong Yanping said with a gloomy face, "OK, now you can send me to have a rest."

"No problem, now please." Bai Zifan said with a smile.

Seeing that Guo Zhiqiang vomited blood to his feet, Bai Zifan did not dare to let the goods drive. Kong Yanping was also afraid of what happened to him on the road and sent him directly to the hospital.

Go to the car, Kong Yanping stood at the door of the car, and Bai Zifan did not say, straight into the car.

Kong Yanping, who was waiting for Bai Zi to open the door, stamped her foot angrily, so she could only open the door by herself. As soon as she exerted her arm, Kong Yanping let out a cry of pain.

"What's the matter with you?"

Sitting in the car, Kong Yanping said impatiently, "it's none of your business." With that, Kong Yanping waved impatiently, but the movement was a little big, which affected the shoulder joint, which made Kong Yanping wrinkle tightly.

After seeing it in the rearview mirror, Bai Zifan gets out of the car directly, opens the rear door and sits next to Kong Yanping.

"What do you want to do! I warn you, don't mess around. Hey, let me go

Even if Kong Yanping tries her best to struggle, she can't make much impact on Bai Zifan. After being ordered by Bai Zifan, Kong Yanping is frightened to find that her body doesn't listen to her.

Holding Kong Yanping's arm in his left hand and pressing his right hand on his shoulder, Bai Zifan said coldly, "don't think too much about it. I don't want to take advantage of you. I don't care about you. The day after tomorrow, you will go to our theater to perform. I just don't want you to affect the performance because of your secret injury."

He couldn't command her body, but Kong Yanping didn't lose her intuition. She was rubbed by Bai Zifan. Although it hurt at the beginning, she soon felt comfortable.

Baizi is always helping himself to cure his illness, which is quite effective. Kong Yanping is also embarrassed to go to Baizi. He says awkwardly, "can you still massage?"

"What kind of massage is this? It's made up of my own imagination."

Bai Zi, who doesn't know any massage techniques and has never systematically studied traditional Chinese medicine, can be regarded as a martial artist. He naturally knows a lot about human bones, not to mention the treatment of scapulohumeral periarthritis. It's not difficult to dismantle Kong Yanping as a building block.

In addition, he has mobilized his own Qi and blood. If Kong Yanping is not comfortable, she is strange.

Bai Zifan also felt some embarrassment in the atmosphere, so he said: "in the past, when practicing martial arts, he was often injured. With more times, he would be treated simply."

"Practice? The secret injury on my shoulder was also left when I practiced martial arts. At that time, I was young and didn't know anything. As a result, I fell ill. "

Kong Yanping thought that Baizi always worked in the theater, and directly regarded him as her colleague.

After three minutes on stage and ten years off stage, Bai Zifan naturally understood that Kong Yanping could become a famous actress. She must have suffered a lot before, and it was normal to get hurt.

"Hey, that's the scenery in front of people. Who knows how many crimes have been committed by people behind them? In order to protect my voice, I can't even eat more meat. "

After hearing Kong Yanping's words, Bai Zifan also remembers the hardships he suffered when he was a child practicing martial arts. At that time, besides eating better, he had no pleasant memory and could not help complaining.

A famous Peking Opera actor and an expert in ancient martial arts both regard each other as their peers. They talk and laugh while treating their shoulders, and the atmosphere warms up a lot.

"Well, your companion, are you ok?"

"It's OK. I was joking with you before. The flatterer was beaten by someone who recognized the wrong person, and there was no problem when he vomited blood."

After hearing Bai Zifan's words, Kong Yanping was stunned for a moment, and her face turned red. She also understood that Bai Zifan was not taking advantage of Guo Zhiqiang, but helping to treat his illness. She really misunderstood him and said so many ugly words.