The heart of the king of the net pleases you

Chapter 431

"Oh, he was the closest to me at that time, so he sent it here by the way." Qingqian breathed out.

Sakura Tingze nodded, but did not continue to ask.

"Uncle." Yushi Ninzu knocked on the door and came in, followed by everyone from the tennis club.

"This is?" Sakuraba Ze glanced suspiciously at the person behind Yushi Ninzu.

"They're all members of the tennis club, so come and see how Kiyoshi is after the club." Yushi Shinozu explained.

Ying Tingze nodded, making room for a group of people, it is a good thing for Qianqian to have friends.

"Is it really all right?" Lu Xuanyan sat on the edge of Qingqian's bed worriedly, touching Qingqian's head for a while, and rubbing Qingqian's hands for a while.

"It's really fine." Qing smiled and shook her head: "It's just that it's not easy to move around these few days, and I'm going to ask for leave for the next period of work in Yukimura."

"It doesn't matter, the most important thing is to heal the injury." Yukimura Seichi smiled gently.

The people from the tennis club stayed in the ward for a while, and left after making sure that Qingqian was fine. Lu Xuanyan, Ninzu Yushi and Jiro stayed behind.

"I'm sorry Qianqian," Cilang stood beside Qingqian's bed with a face full of guilt, "I accidentally touched that mineral water bottle while I was sleeping, and it caused you to fall."

"It's okay." Qingqian shook her head, if it wasn't for the injury on her hand, she would have reached out and rubbed Cilang's head, his appearance is so cute: "You didn't mean it."

"Does Qingqian hurt you?" Cilang squatted beside Qingqian's bed, and patted Qingqian's leg carefully.

"Ci Lang, my foot is not injured." Qingqian smiled helplessly.

Ci Lang carefully turned over Qingqian's hand again, with an expression as if he was the one who was injured: "It's all broken."

"Oh, I'm really fine," Qingqian comforted Cilang in turn, "I'll be angry if you do this again."

"Okay." Ci Lang puffed up his cheeks and stood up, took the water glass courteously: "Qingqian, do you want some water, I'll pour it for you."

"Okay." Qing Qian nodded.

Jiro happily went out with his water glass in his arms, and bumped into Keigo Atobe who came in with a lunch box.

"Xiao Jing, you're back from shopping." Cirou glanced at the lunch box in Atobe Keigo's hand, and to be honest, he was a little hungry.

"Well, go get some water." Keigo Atobe walked away, not blocking Jirou's way.

"You are all here, let's eat together." Keigo Atobe put the lunch box on the table beside him: "I bought some more."

"Thank you." Lu Xuanyan nodded, not politely.

Atobe Keigo put the small table on the shallow hospital bed, and then put octopus balls and the dinner he bought on it.

The clear and shallow eyes skipped over the sweet and sour short ribs, braised beef with boiled cabbage heart, and a bowl of chicken soup, and finally stayed on the small octopus balls placed on the far side.

Just as he was about to make a move, Keigo Atobe pressed him down: "Come on, my lord, you still have injuries on your hands."

"No, I hurt my palm and not my fingers." Qingqian shook her head.

"The ligament is still strained." Keigo Atobe reminded lightly: "The doctor told you not to move around."

Qingqian bulged her cheeks.

"Let me come." Lu Xuanyan stood up and said, "Mr. Atobu, you should go have some food first, please send Qingqian to the hospital."

After talking about landing, Lu Xuanyan came over to take the chopsticks that Keigo Atobe was holding.

(End of this chapter)