Han Jing fell in pain and didn't dare to call Ding Yi. After struggling on the ground for half a day, she finally got up slowly leaning on the sofa.
"Ah, my waist." Han Jing holds her clothes in one hand. For fear that Ding Yi will suddenly leave the room, she crosses her waist and sits on the corner of the sofa for half a minute before she gasps.
She had a rest for a while. She was a little better. She must have practiced Kung Fu.
Then look around, there is nothing to tie the pajamas, only by hand.
Two buttons don't know where to go. She is not in the mood to look for them. She carefully looks at Ding Yi's room for fear of disturbing Ding Yi, and then slowly gets up.
See there are many water stains on the floor, Han Jing did not dare to wear slippers, because the quality of the hotel slippers is too poor, it is not anti-skid.
She barefoot, step by step carefully to his room.
Originally, she was very careful when she walked, so it was impossible for her to slip again. However, she had low back pain. She was about to pass Ding Yi's room. When she stepped out suddenly, she felt a sharp pain in her waist.
"Well," Han Jing did not dare to shout, but the pain really made her feet soft. Chi La, her feet slipped and flopped, and she fell to the ground again.
It's an accident to fall once. It's a pig to fall twice in a row.
"Wu" Han Jing wants to cry. Fortunately, Ding Yi is not at the scene, or she will lose her face.
She couldn't care about the pain all over her body. She had to get up.
Finally knelt up, looked down, his pajamas loose, very unsightly.
If I had known that, I would have put on more clothes. She was shy and anxious. She grasped her clothes and looked up to get up.
As soon as I looked up, I saw a man squatting in front of her.
"Are you OK, chief Han?" Ding Yi really saw that she fell so badly that she had no choice but to run out.
However, he is not out of the time, just squatting in front of Han Jing, the two eyes opposite.
"Ah, Ding Chu." Han Jing's face turned red.
"I'm fine. I'm fine." Han Jing is shy and anxious. Because of the sharp pain in her back, she wants to get up with her hands on the ground.
However, as soon as his hands supported the ground, he found that his hands could not leave his clothes.
I feel dizzy, Han Jing is so shy that she can't find a way to get in.
"Ah" Han Jing covers her clothes with her hands.
But originally she was kneeling, hands a transposition, immediately lost the support point.
Bang, her body hit the ground for the third time.
"Wow" Han Jing lay on the ground and almost cried.
She lost face in front of Ding Yi.
Ding Chu must have thought I did it on purpose. Is a woman in her thirties shameless? Han Jing is so ashamed that she has a dead heart.
"Don't move." Ding Yi shakes his head and grins bitterly. He bends down and hugs Han Jing.
"Plop, plop" it's Han Jing's turn. She buries her head in Ding Yi's arms. She doesn't dare to look up. Her heart beats faster than anything.
Ding Yi holds her all the way to her own room, and then gently puts her on the bed. When she puts her back to herself, she lies on the bed.
Finally, the quilt on the bed was lifted to cover her body.
"I'm sorry." Cover to only show a head of Han Jing, biting his lips, can only keep saying sorry.
"I didn't expect to wake you up. I just wanted to wake myself up."
"It's only a few minutes. I haven't woken up yet. Besides, if you fall so heavily, I will be woken up by you when I wake up."
Han Jing embarrassed self mockery: "I was stupid to cry myself."
"---" Ding Yi.
"I'm ok. Go to sleep. I'll have a sleep and tomorrow will be fine." Han Jinglian is busy.
"You have a serious back injury. Are you ok? Lie on your stomach Ding Yi's mind sweeps down. Han Jing's fall is really heavy. She bumps into the corner of the sofa in the middle of her waist, and her bones are broken. No wonder she falls the second time.
"I'm really OK. Look at me Han Jing also wants to give Ding Yi a look. As soon as she turns her back, she feels a burst of pain.
Just now she just hit, the body is a little numb, this meeting time passes slowly, the pain of broken bone came.
"Will be disabled, do you want to use a wheelchair in the future?" Ding Yi said in a deep voice, "turn around and I'll help you with it."
"Ah" Han Jing doesn't realize that Ding Yi is joking. She is also a Kung Fu practitioner. Now that she is in pain, she knows how much she is hurt.
But is Ding Yi a little incredulous? Did he really get to DanJin?
She didn't believe that Ding Yi could practice DanJin at such a young age before, but now Ding Yi says that he can cure it. That internal skill must be practiced at home, at least DanJin.
But even Dan Jin may not be able to cure broken bones.
It's not a normal internal injury.
She was also afraid of being in a wheelchair for the rest of her life, so she tried to turn around.
"Don't be afraid. It'll be fine in a minute." Ding Yi looks at her with her back to herself and pulls down the quilt first.
The quilt covers Han Jing's back, and then slowly tears up her pajamas.
In this way, half of Han Jing's back appears in front of Ding Yi's eyes. The injury is really obvious, black and purple, with a little swelling. It seems that the injury is not light.
Han Jing's head is in confusion.
Suddenly I felt a big hot hand, slowly leaning on my back.
"Relax, don't be afraid, relax." Ding Yi's voice is very gentle and pleasant.
With Ding Yi's voice, a hot heat is transferred to her back like an internal skill. Suddenly, she feels that the pain on her back is obviously reduced. The warm current is like warm water brushing her body, giving people a pleasant comfort.
"So comfortable." Han Jing finally couldn't help it. For the first time, she felt the magic power of internal skill.
"You hit your waist heavily. I'll treat you with internal skill first. When you get back to Dongning, you'll go to the hospital again. I'll give you a few days off."
"Thank you very much." Han Jing doesn't know what to say. She just feels that the big hand behind her is like a magic hand. In an instant, she seems to have caught her heart.
The big hand was moving, and her heart beat with the rhythm.
She even had an idea, hoping that this hand would never stop, always good behind.
"You should also practice more Kung Fu in the future. Don't sit in the office one day. I've injected my internal skills. You will surely make great progress in Kung Fu in the future, which will be helpful to your practice." Ding Yi reminds Han Jing.
There's no way. He needs Xianqi to help others. He uses Xianqi to help Han Jing in the name of Chinese martial arts. Therefore, Han Jing will get great benefits. As long as she practices hard, she will be promoted to Huajin in the future.
"Oh, I see." Han Jing whispered.
"Well, that's it. You go to bed early." Ding Yi does not dare to waste his immortality.
He saw that the cure was almost over. He quickly stopped, helped her cover the quilt, and turned around to leave.
Han Jing is enjoying it when she suddenly feels that Ding Yi's hand has been taken away. Suddenly, she feels lost in her heart.
When Ding Yi leaves the room, Han Jing shrinks in the quilt alone. She doesn't know what she is thinking. That night, she has insomnia.
The next day, Ding Yi got up early to drive and let Han Jing have a rest. After driving for several hours, he took a rest on the highway. At more than two o'clock in the afternoon, he finally returned to Dongning city.
After separating from Han Jing, Ding Yi went directly to his jade shop, Xuantian Pavilion.
Xuantian Pavilion is still in its original site. When Ding Yi disappeared, Xuantian pavilion was set on fire. Later, the Jiang family lost 100 million pounds. Song Qian and Jin Yan found someone to rebuild Xuantian Pavilion. It took only one winter vacation to restore Xuantian Pavilion as before.
Song Qian and Jin Yan are waiting for him in Xuantian Pavilion. Because Jin Yan heard that there were lots of documents auctioned in Shanghai during the Song Dynasty, and knew that Ding Yi needed jades with a long history, she specially helped him to take two pieces of jade antiques and wanted to show Ding Yi if they were useful.
Two things are a bit expensive, one is a 50 inch high Jade Buddha, one is a black base inkstone.
These two things are treasures of the Song Dynasty. In the end, Jin Yan used more than 10 million.
Among them, the Jade Buddha cost more than 7 million yuan. Ding Yi looked at it and found that it was useless to him, but it was also a cultural relic that could be sold in the shop.
That inkstone is a good thing. It has two layers and a layer of black jade at the bottom. It is said that it has the function of gathering colors, which was popular among many calligraphers at that time.
It's hard to find this kind of black jade. It's said that it was green when it was just made. Because it was with inkstone, it turned black when there was too much ink.
When the staff brought it up, Ding Yi had already found the aura in the black jade.
"Practice is not enough." Ding Yi played with the black jade inkstone, and the aura made him practice a few more immortals.
Now Ding Yi doesn't pay attention to a few immortals. He just wants to find a treasure that can practice a lot as soon as possible.
He always consumes a few immortal Qi, and it's too late to make up with inkstones.
Eh, but we can make another storage space. Ding Yi suddenly thought of the direction of utilization.
His previous storage space has become very large and can be used for other purposes. This inkstone can be used to make a new small storage space.
"Yes, Jinyan. This inkstone is very good. It's very good. There will be such an auction in the future. Find more people to have a look at it. In short, as long as jade products with a long history are available." Ding Yi is depressed for many days, and finally finds something useful. Of course, he is full of praise for Jin Yan.
Jinyan is very happy.
"Brother Yi, do you want to reward Jinyan?" Song Qian said with a smile.
"What reward do you want?" Ding Yi said with a smile.
Jin Yan blushed and shook her head: "sister song, you're talking nonsense. I don't want a reward, but --" she hesitated: "I want to ask for some leave. I'm in the shop every morning and I have something to do in the afternoon."
"What's the matter?" Ding Yi was surprised.
It turns out that Jin Yan is making up lessons recently. She didn't go to school after graduating from high school. Recently, she suddenly wants to continue studying and dreams of going to university in the future.
She is only 20 years old this year. Although she is a little older than a college student, she looks about the same size as Ding Yi. If she can be admitted to university, it's not bad.
"I absolutely support that." Ding Yi was greatly moved by this. She didn't expect that Jin Yan was still in school. Although she said she didn't need to go to school and find a job to earn money, Ding Yi thought that it was good for her.
Jinyan has eaten Lingyuan pill and has a good memory. She can get twice the result with half the effort when she starts reading. She has a good chance of going to university.
"Wow, in the future, Jin Yan will be admitted to a university with you. Am I losing a lot? No, I'll open Xuantian pavilion to your city. " Song Qian laughs.
Jin Yan didn't speak, she lowered her head and laughed softly.
Ding Yi and his two daughters ate in Xuantian Pavilion for dinner that day. After dinner, he dismissed them and refined the black jade inkstone into a new storage space.
The new storage space is only about three li meters, just for personal things.