Chapter 22 School Grass Wu Hongjun Seeking Healing

I don't know if Zhang Yi's mouth is a crow's mouth. He himself was not injured, but someone else was injured and introduced others to Chu Muyue for treatment.

During the lunch break, Chu Muyue was chatting with Du Jingwen, when suddenly there were bursts of screams from girls in the class.

Chu Muyue turned her head to follow the prestige curiously, looked at the door of the classroom, and saw Zhang Yizheng walking in with a very handsome young man.

"Chu Muyue, hey, I've introduced someone to you. Show him his leg. His leg was accidentally injured while playing basketball yesterday!" Zhang Yi yelled excitedly.

Listening to Zhang Yi's words, Chu Muyue helplessly raised her forehead. Should this guy be so active and excited? As if glad someone else got hurt.

"Mu Yue, it's Wu Hongjun! He's actually here to look for you!" Du Jingwen, who was next to her, grabbed Chu Muyue's arm with both excited hands, and whispered excitedly in her ear.

Chu Muyue glanced at Du Jingwen, pulled her hand away from her arm, then looked at the handsome young man, stood up, "Hello, sit down first and let me show you your legs!"

As for this Wu Hongjun, she had seen her before. She heard that she was the second-generation official. Because of her good looks and good grades, she was the idol of the girls in the whole school.

However, if Chu Muyue hadn't seen that monster Xiao Junyan yesterday, perhaps she would have been a little surprised by Wu Hongjun in front of her.

But now in her mind, only He Xiao Junyan is the evildoer, she just feels that no man in this world can compare to him.

"Okay! Then I'll be fine!" Wu Hongjun nodded lightly and sat on the chair.

When Chu Muyue walked in front of Wu Hongjun, she lowered her head and opened her see-through eyes to see where his legs were injured.

Sure enough, when he looked at it, he saw a lot of blood clots on Wu Hongjun's right calf. Fortunately, there was no fracture. However, if he had a fracture, he wouldn't be standing here so well.

Wu Hongjun looked at Chu Muyue squatting in front of him, without asking him which leg was injured, and just rolled up the pants on his right leg.

Ever since she discovered the power of her own eyes, Chu Muyue has practiced frequently, and found that every time

Wu Hongjun was taken aback by this action, and then glanced at Zhang Yi, thinking that he had told Chu Muyue that his right leg was injured, so he was not surprised at all.

Rolling up his pants, he saw a bruise on his right leg, and nodded slightly.

"When I massage, I need to massage the bruises away. It will hurt a little, so bear with it!" Chu Muyue raised her head and reminded Wu Hongjun.

Wu Hongjun spoke in a very pleasant tone, and said indifferently, "It's okay, come on!"

Chu Muyue lowered her head, and began to massage around Wu Hongjun's bruise with her thumb and palm.

"Hiss!" Wu Hongjun gasped, frowning tightly, subconsciously lifted his right leg up slightly, but Chu Muyue grabbed his ankle and stopped him.

Zhang Yi smiled and quickly comforted Wu Hongjun, "Don't worry, it will be fine soon, Chu Muyue's technique is absolutely top-notch, and she fixed my injury! There will be some pain at first, but it will be fine soon! "

Even if Wu Hongjun wanted to resist, it depended on whether he had the ability to resist him. He found that no matter how he lifted his foot, he couldn't break free from Chu Muyue's hand holding his foot. The strength was too great.

At this moment, a sharp cry echoed in the classroom, "Chu Muyue, what are you doing!"