The Strongest Racer Maintenance Guide

What about Auntie?

As usual, Xia Qianchen should say at this time—nonsense, if you still want to lead others with my car control, jumping, and drifting, then donate your brains to the hot pot restaurant.

But right now, Xia Qian Shenping looked at Zhong Su who sat up straight and pale, and suddenly felt soft.

I felt like I was abandoning a sick animal, even though this animal was four or five centimeters taller than me and had a wider frame, because he had heard that in the Impreza, he covered himself tightly.

"I mean, temporarily." Xia Qianchen calmed down, "Sit back, won't your back hurt?"

"It hurts." Zhong Su was suddenly pitiful, and he did not loosen his grip on his hand at all, even squeezed twice, "Help me back to the hospital, there is still water to hang today."

Xia Qianchen immediately let go of the ruthlessness in her heart, "Forget it, let's talk about it when we go back."

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When Zhong Su hung the water, Xia Qianchen was playing with his mobile phone boredly, the stool was uncomfortable, and there was no special needs ward here, and there was no sofa.

I can't let Zhong Su get up and lie down for a while...

Xia Qianshen walked to the window and looked down at the hospital courtyard. It happened that there were a few young people riding motorcycles on the side of the road outside the courtyard.He really had to think about it, the two of them just offended Mr. Zhou not long ago, he had such a big accident on Kunlun Tianlu, let alone the next site, this season might be in danger.

But Zhong Su said twice, you can go back to the hotel, there is nothing to do here, Xia Qianchen still did not leave.

Xia Qianshen suddenly felt helpless, so he sent a WeChat message to Nana, asking Nana to ask if there was any need for a navigator in other GP groups.Nana came back quickly and said it was all right.

Probably because his back standing by the window was too melancholy, Zhong Su looked at him for a while, saw him typing away, and asked, "Who are you chatting with?"

"Nana." Xia Qianchen said while typing.

He was explaining to Nana.

"Xia Qianshen": The guy who drives the POLO in the front-drive team can't do it, and he didn't even finish the Dahongshan SS3, it's too bad.

"Xia Qianshen": It's not good to drive a Citroen. That kid used to be in the Red Bull Racing team. Red Bull is famous for "I pay for your life." That kid is too desperate.

Zhong Su sighed, "You are not helping me to contact the next family, are you? I am still lying on the hospital bed. If you are so ruthless, why don't you come and pull me out now."

"Now you don't plug in the oxygen." Xia Qianshen continued to type with her head drooping. The racing driver's coordination ability is excellent. "I'm looking for a job for you, and you still owe me this month's rent."

Then Zhong Su found that Xia Qianshen took his mobile phone to the cabinet opposite the hospital bed and put it on the cabinet. He really couldn't transfer money to him now.

"001231." Zhong Su said six numbers.

"What?" Xia Qian tilted her head.

"I'll pay the password, please collect the rent yourself."

There was a moment of silence in the ward. The instruments connected to Zhong Su had been taken away, and the medicinal liquid in the dropper of the hanging bottle was trying to ease the atmosphere in the ward with modest efforts.

The phone vibrated twice again in his hand, Xia Qian sank to look at it.

"Nana":?

"Nana": It means that you don't fight for your life, and people drive more reservedly than you.

"Nana": Okay, don't worry, I will arrange Zhong Su, but you, don't worry too much, I'm still helping you communicate, let's talk about it when we return to City A.

"I said, don't be loyal at this time." Xia Qian said with a dull face, "I stepped on the gas pedal, I flipped the car over, I dragged down the stock price, the sponsor only knows me but not you, You are here to make money, where is it different?"

"Besides..." Xia Qianchen put the phone in his pocket and looked out the window again, "You did this to save me, I can't drag you down anymore."

Zhong Su knew his temper, now that he said a word, Xia Qianchen could reciprocate him with seven or eight words.

He's really the world's most savior without human//rights.

Xia Qianchen read Nana's message, hastily replied with an emoji, left the ward after saying "I'll get you dinner".

The thing that made him sad the most in this whole thing wasn't the crash, nor was it the attitude of the race or the team.

He knew that the race would not want to take responsibility, and he also knew that the team valued profits, and the 300 million car would be scrapped. He didn't complete the race, and the sponsorship for next year would probably be gone.If the team and the race team stood aside, thinking that he didn't see the flag waving and forced to continue driving, then he still had to accept the punishment.

Not a fine, but a ban.

"Young man, yours." The aunt in the hospital cafeteria handed over the lunch box.

"Oh, thanks."

"Hey, carry it here, isn't that hot!"

However, it was already too late when the aunt said this. This lunch box was a high-temperature-resistant glass lunch box bought by Xia Qianshen's mother. There was a handle on the lid of the box. When he was thinking about something, he directly reached out to hold the bottom of the glass box.

"Hiss..." It hurt, but he didn't let go.

It was a meal just out of the pan, and it directly burned the fingertips red.

After returning to the ward, Zhong Su took his hand and washed it under the faucet for a long time, but there was no blisters, but it was hot and reddish.

"It's not so exaggerated, let's go eat." Xia Qianchen said, "Do you want to feed?"

"No need." Zhong Su can walk on his own, but it is relatively slow. The bone-cutting pain cannot be alleviated in three to five days.

Zhong Su went back to the stool and sat down, eating slowly.

The way he eats is a bit funny, his back is straight and he can't lower his head, like a primary school student whose parents ask him to hold his head high.

"Let me feed you." Xia Qianchen smiled, sat down, took out a spoon from the drawer box, and dug out a large spoonful of vegetables, rice and meat, "Open your mouth."

"Blow blow." Zhong Su said.

After eating, Zhong Su said to Xia Qianchen, let's go home.

That evening, before the attending physician got off work, Zhong Su asked to be discharged from the hospital.

Since everything has to "go back and talk about it".

Since these bad things have been haunting Xia Qianchen, let's go back and face them together, Zhong Su thought so.

The next morning, they drove to the nearest airport, booked the nearest flight, and returned to City A.

Xia Qianshen wanted to upgrade Zhong Su, but he refused.The two sat in the economy class for more than five hours, and when they arrived in City A, Zhong Su's back was so painful that he couldn't speak.

After returning home, Zhong Su's entire lips turned white.Xia Qianshen applied the medicine to him, and there was a frightening black and purple patch on the back of the young man who was exposed in the air.Zhong Su asked him to smear on his back without saying a word, and the two of them didn't communicate much until a phone call broke the calm.

Nana called.

"You slipped away so early? I have a flight with Mr. Zhou at noon tomorrow. Zhong Su has made arrangements. Sheng Jun of the front-running team needs a navigator. You can communicate with Zhong Su now and transfer to another group when he recovers. "

"Okay..." Xia Qianchen said, and turned his head to look at Zhong Su, who was wearing a T-shirt, "I'll tell him."

Zhong Su turned his head and looked at Xia Qianchen calmly.

After staying in the northwest of the motherland for half a month, after going through competitions, injuries, and hospitalization, both of them lost a lot of weight.Zhong Su slowly turned around and faced him, "Speak."

"Sheng Jun, the pioneer group, is short of a navigator. Go there when you're well." Xia Qianchen put down his phone, only to find that he had finished applying medicine to Zhong Su, and answered the phone after forgetting to wash his hands.There are a lot of ointments for promoting blood circulation and removing stasis on the phone.

After speaking, he went to the bathroom to wash his hands without waiting for Zhong Su's response.

After washing his hands, Zhong Su sat on the sofa and carefully wiped Xia Qianchen's phone with a wet towel.

To be honest, this is a very normal thing--

You saved me, you may be because I have no money to earn, I ask the team manager with a good relationship to find you a good job.

What are you upset about?

Wait, what am I guilty of...

Xia Qianshen calmed down and sat down on the sofa, "Well... my mother said that the medicine you took has some side effects on the liver. Next week, go to a hospital for a liver function test."

"Yes." Zhong Su handed the phone back to him.

"That Sheng..."

"Can I sleep in bed tonight?" Zhong Su interrupted him.

"Yes." Xia Qianchen couldn't speak at all.

"Other things," Zhong Su stood up, "let's talk about it after the injury recovers, and I'll get you something to eat."

As a result, there was nothing in the refrigerator, so I had to order a takeaway in the end.

The atmosphere between the two of them was a bit low, Xia Qianchen was absent-minded, recalling in his mind how good was that Sheng Jun's driving skills and what achievements he had.Zhong Su was depressed, and he didn't understand why he was depressed.

Until the evening, the two looked like a couple in an infertility advertisement, wishing they could pass the Milky Way between them.

But the next morning—

Xia Qian woke up in Zhong Su's arms.

And judging from the coordinates, he probably rolled over to the side of the clock at night.

the day after tomorrow -

Waking up in Zhong Su's arms again.

It was Zhong Su's sleeping side again, Xia Qianshen decided to switch places between the two tonight.

morning--

Continue to wake up in Zhong Su's arms.

This day can't go on.

"Cough." Xia Qianchen crawled out of Zhong Su's arms with stiff limbs, and then got out of bed, "Why don't I sleep on the sofa tomorrow night."

"Why?" Zhong Su asked.

"Why else, I..." Xia Qianchen swallowed back the words, "I'm afraid it will involve your back."

Zhong Su said, "It's not involved, I slept well, and the pain doesn't hurt much."

After finishing speaking, I applied the medicine in the morning as usual, and it was indeed much better. It was already dark purple, and it was almost healed.

that night.

The moon is dark and the wind is high.

Zhong Su opened his eyes.

Xia Qian fell asleep and loved to turn over. He quietly waited for him to roll over to his side, hugged and fixed her until dawn.

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"Please, Zhong Su, No. 67 outpatient surgery specialist clinic, go to the 1st clinic for treatment."

The first time Zhong Su was called, he knocked on the door and went to Consulting Room 1 with the medical card, CT sheet, and various function checklists.

The name of the chief physician, Xia Mingyu, is posted on the door of the consultation room of the expert clinic, 300 yuan per number.

"Hello, Aunt Xia." Zhong Su greeted obediently.

"Yeah." Xia Mingyu was wearing a white coat, "Sit down, you don't need to take the CT sheet, I can see it right now, just give me the blood test sheet... forget it and put it down."

Zhong Su was a little nervous and flustered. The huge CT image results, blood test registration form, and mobile phone were all put on the table.

Xia Mingyu took his registration form and scanned it first, then looked at his CT image on the computer.

"You're recovering well. You can see that this part of your back has grown." Xia Mingyu said, reaching out and accurately fetching the blood test form among the pile of things, "Liver function... well, it's pretty good, it doesn't affect it. Come, sit facing me."

She took off the stethoscope around her neck, just about to listen to Zhong Su's lung sounds.

Unfortunately, Zhong Suping's phone on the table lighted up, and it was a WeChat message from Nana.

Unfortunately, when Zhong Su's phone was put down, it happened to be next to Xia Mingyu's phone.

Xia Mingyu thought it was her phone that was on, so she subconsciously looked at it.

The desktop of Zhong Su's mobile phone was lit up, and the background of his circle of friends was the same picture, a smiling Xia Qianchen at a barbecue stall in Xinjiang.

There was a sudden silence in the consulting room.

Nana's WeChat content is simple and clear - how are you doing, when can you start work?

Xia Mingyu looked at the desktop picture quietly until it was about to go out.

"Coincidentally." Xia Mingyu tapped her phone screen, and the screen was woken up, with the same photo.

Two identical mobile phone desktops were placed together, and Xia Qian's heavy face was smiling... Zhong Su just wanted to vomit blood now to distract Xia Mingyu's attention.

"Xia... Aunt Xia..." Zhong Su said palely.

"Are you still called Auntie?" Xia Mingyu remained expressionless.

"Uh..." Zhong Su swallowed, "Director Xia."

"Yeah." Xia Mingyu put one end of the stethoscope on Zhong Su's lungs and said, "Breathe."

The author says:

Zhong Su: gain the right to breathe (bushi;

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!