Fox in the Penalty Area

"...I found out about Li Qingqing's injury on the news. It happened that we were playing Wuzhou Dongshan away in this round of the league. I thought we were going to fly to Shanhai anyway, so I just stopped by to see her...that's how it is That's right, coach, I really didn't expect you to come too!"

Hu Lai sat on the sofa with half of his buttocks, straightened his body, and explained to Li Ziqiang who was sitting on the opposite sofa.

Sitting in a wheelchair, Li Qingqing stared at the two men in front of her with wide-eyed eyes. Her eyes fell on Hu Lai for a while, and then fell on her father.

Her father leaned on the back of the sofa, crossed his legs, looked at Hu Lai carefully, hummed, and then turned to his daughter: "Qingqing, didn't you tell him?"

"What's there to say, Dad?" Li Qingqing said with a smile. "He comes as soon as he comes. Does it matter if you are here? Do you need to tell him specifically?"

Li Ziqiang thought about it, and felt that what his daughter said seemed to make sense. He came, and it would be strange if his daughter told Hu Lai specifically...

Then he turned his gaze to Hu Lai again, and when he looked over, the kid quickly straightened up on the sofa and smiled all over his face.

This smile really makes people feel like a dog leg.

Li Ziqiang couldn't help frowning.

So he said: "Okay, now you have seen the person, you can go."

Hu Lai:? ? ?

Li Qingqing said coquettishly at the side: "Dad, how can you be like this? My friends came to see me, and they really let people go after just one glance?"

Li Ziqiang pointed to Hu Lai and asked, "Is he your friend?"

"Ah, what else?" the daughter asked back.

"He came to see you by the way. If he doesn't leave, I'm afraid he won't be able to catch the flight back." Li Ziqiang said.

Hu Lai quickly said: "Well, coach... I booked a ticket for tomorrow afternoon..."

Li Ziqiang glanced at him, and said lightly: "Qingqing, you didn't say it earlier, when I cooked just now, I only cooked the amount for the two of us."

"Coach is fine, I can just eat vegetables." Hu Lai assured, patting his chest.

Li Ziqiang took a deep breath, finally held back, and then got up: "I'll cook, you guys talk slowly."

When he walked into the kitchen, he heard Hu Lai asking his daughter in the living room, "Is the injury better?"

At the same time, Li Qingqing received a WeChat message on his mobile phone.

Hu Lai: "Why didn't you tell me your dad is here?"

While replying to the message on the phone, Li Qingqing said: "It's much better, now Dad takes me to physical therapy every day..."

Li Qingqing: "You won't come after I told you?"

"How long did the doctor say it will take to recover?"

Hu Lai: "That's not possible, but I can bring some gifts to the coach..."

"It's been another month now..."

Li Qingqing: "Are you here to see me or my father?"

"That's great, good news!"

Hu Lai: "Can't you just watch it? Be a teacher for one day and be a father for the rest of your life!"

When Li Qingqing saw Hu Laihui's words, the corners of his mouth twitched, he didn't pay attention to what he said, and quickly typed: "I'm also your teacher!"

Then she didn't continue talking, but looked up at Hu Lai.

Under her gaze, Hu Lai was silent for a few seconds, bowed his head and typed to send a message: "Mom?"

"Pfft!" Li Qingqing couldn't hold back. "Cough cough cough!"

Dad's voice immediately sounded in the kitchen: "What's wrong?"

"No...cough...it's okay! Dad, cough...drink water...cough! Choke, choke!" Li Qingqing coughed and explained, her face turned red.

"Tsk, be careful, such a big person..."

Li Qingqing, who was scolded by her father, gave Hu Lai a hard look. Hu Lai still had an innocent face, and spread his hands: You asked me to call you.

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Li Ziqiang stomped the kitchen knife on the cutting board, then wiped his hands and walked to the door, took off the apron and hung it on the hanger at the door.

Li Qingqing, who was chatting with Hu Lai, looked up at her father: "Dad, where are you going?"

"Go to the supermarket to buy something.

After Li Ziqiang finished speaking, he hooked his hand towards Hu Lai, "You go with me." "

Hu Lai had no choice but to get up, put on his shoes and follow the coach out the door.

After he went out, Li Qingqing received a WeChat message from him: "The things are on the coffee table, please put them away."

It was only then that Li Qingqing realized that there was a small thing on the coffee table, which looked very much like erythromycin ointment, but there was no pattern on the package, it was just a small white tube with a label on it, with "Recovery Ointment" written on it by hand , the handwriting is ugly, it looks like it was written by Hu Lai.

Li Qingqing unscrewed the lid and smelled it closely, but there was no smell at all, neither a delicate fragrance nor a strong herbal smell.

She screwed the lid back on, and then asked Hu Lai in WeChat: "How do you use it?"

"Just rub it on your strained area, then rub it in."

"How many times a day do you wipe?"

"That's it, how many times do you think you can wipe it off? Once wiped off, it's gone."

"It's gone once, isn't it too useless?"

"Given by the old genius doctor, he spent a lot of time making it and it's just that little! How about the effect? ​​It's one in a million!"

Li Qingqing looked at the recovery ointment in his hand, and then looked down at his strained right thigh.

Because she was at home, she only wore a pair of loose shorts. As long as the trouser legs were rolled up, the injured part would be exposed.

She still decided to trust Hu Lai and put the ointment on. She believed that Hu Lai would definitely not harm her. The big deal is a psychological placebo, which has no good effects, but it shouldn't have bad effects either. Just like those health products, taking them won't kill you, but it won't cure your disease either.

Thinking of this, she pushed the wheelchair into her bedroom and closed the door.

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In the supermarket at the gate of the community, Hu Lai followed the coach step by step with a shopping basket. The coach picked good things from the shelves and put them in his basket after handing them over.

At the beginning, some seasonings were normal, such as soy sauce, vinegar...

When he walked to the beer area, Hu Lai found that his coach did not go straight through, but wandered in front of the shelves...

"Hey, coach, are you still drinking?" Hu Lai asked curiously.

"I didn't drink it at first, but I want to drink some today." Li Ziqiang said.

"It's such a joy to have friends coming from afar. It's really worth drinking, haha..." Hu Lai praised the coach.

Hearing what he said, Li Ziqiang looked back at him: "Hu Lai..."

"Here it is, coach."

Li Ziqiang bent over and picked up a twenty-four cans of beer, and stuffed it directly into Hu Lai's arms: "Hold it."

Hu Lai almost missed the shopping basket, and could only hug it with both hands...

"My time—wow!"

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"Wow, coach, your skills are so good!"

"This meat is...awesome!"

"Coach, it's really hard to imagine that a devil coach like you has such good cooking skills..."

"Coach, I think you can open a restaurant even if you don't want to be a football coach..."

"Coach, do you know that Zhang Qinghuan's agent also has good cooking skills. He used to run a restaurant, but later became a football agent..."

Hu Lai talked freely while eating, and seemed to be the protagonist at the dinner table.

This made Li Ziqiang quite helpless, so he could only drink one sip after another.

Li Qingqing, who was sitting on the other side, looked at the scene in front of him, holding back a smile all the time.

"Hey coach, Xia Xiaoyu has come to our flash star, do you know about this?"

Li Ziqiang raised his wine glass and put it down again, then said: "Hu Lai..."

"Hey, tell me, coach."

"Eat vegetables!" Li Ziqiang personally picked up a large chopsticks vegetables and put them into Hu Lai's rice bowl.

Hu Lai was shocked when he saw this scene, he didn't expect the coach to give him food!

"Coach, you are so kind to me..."

"I just want you to shut up and eat!" Li Ziqiang interrupted Hu Lai who felt good about himself.

Hearing this, Hu Lai seemed very hesitant. He looked at the dishes in his bowl, and then at Li Ziqiang.

Seeing this, Li Ziqiang glanced at him: "Why?"

"But coach, if you shut up, you won't be able to eat..." Hu Lai wondered.

"Hahahaha!" Li Qingqing thumped the table, laughing like crazy.

Li Ziqiang took out his mobile phone: "Let me see when the last flight back to Jincheng is. I will pay for the ticket for you..."

Hu Lai hurriedly lowered his head to plan the rice, as quiet as a chicken.

Li Qingqing was already lying on the table with laughter, her shoulders shrugged, and the crisp laughter became a little dull, and came from under the table.

This is the happiest time she has laughed since she was injured.

Li Ziqiang looked back at his daughter, put down the mobile phone in his hand, picked up the wine glass again, and poured all the remaining wine in the glass into his mouth.

The beer is bitter, but the coolness after chilling is refreshing.

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After sending Hu Lai out, Li Ziqiang looked back and saw that his daughter was still smiling.

So he said, "He's here, you're quite happy..."

"Hu Lai is indeed very interesting, Dad." Li Qingqing smiled so much that her eyes crooked.

Li Ziqiang snorted, stopped talking, went straight to the messy dining table, and started to clean it up.

Li Qingqing wanted to come up to help, but was blocked by him: "Go back to your room and rest, you don't need to worry about this place."

"Thank you, Dad." Li Qingqing smiled sweetly.

"What's the hard work? It's not hard. You go and rest."

Li Ziqiang waved his hand.

Li Qingqing turned the wheelchair and entered the house.

Behind her, Li Ziqiang was stacking the dishes, sweeping the crumbs from the table into the bowl that Hu Lai had used, putting them on top, and carrying them into the kitchen together.

Then, there was the sound of splashing water and the clinking of tableware in the kitchen.

Li Qingqing returned to her room, and received a query from Hu Lai on WeChat: "Speaking of which, did you feel any special after applying the ointment?"

"Hmm... I don't feel anything." Li Qingqing recalled carefully and replied.

"Don't you feel cool or hot?" Hu Lai asked.

"No, I didn't feel it anymore when I kneaded it soon after I wiped it off. I thought I didn't wipe it off..."

After coming back from the supermarket, Hu Lai found out that Li Qingqing had used up the ointment, so he found an excuse to get the package back. He was worried that the package would disappear out of thin air while Li Qingqing was watching, so the explanation was not clear.

Fortunately, this thing didn't disappear immediately after Li Qingqing used it, so Hu Lai could still get it back.

His reason was also very normal. He said that the old man was very concerned about his formula, so Hu Lai was not allowed to discard his ointment packaging without authorization. If he wanted a new ointment, he could only exchange it with the original packaging.

The outer packaging of [Recovery Ointment] has naturally disappeared long ago.

Hu Lai filled in all the loopholes that might go wrong in the end, and was not worried that Li Qingqing would notice any blind spots.

He is more concerned about the effect of Li Qingqing's use.

He was not very surprised by Li Qingqing's answer. After all, wasn’t the [Marrow Cleansing Potion] colorless and odorless?

This system seems to pursue an effect of "it feels like it's useless but it's really useful".

"That's right. This is the characteristic of recovery ointment. It is colorless, odorless, and has no toxic side effects!" Hu Lai began to make nonsense. "Don't you go to physiotherapy every day? So you don't have to massage yourself, just let the physiotherapist do it for you. Believe me, you will recover quickly and catch up with the World Cup!"

Li Qingqing looked at Hu Lai who was trying to comfort him, and thought of how he was playing tricks at the dinner table today.

He was afraid that he would be sad, so he came here to comfort himself, whether it was recovery ointment or saying these words, it was all.

For others to comfort others, at most it is a phone call, chatting on WeChat, and being able to use WeChat videos is considered intentional.

But he can come here specially to comfort me, borrow a placebo that he doesn’t know where he got… maybe it’s just ordinary Vaseline, and perform desperately in front of himself and his father…

Thanks to him, my mood is really much better.

The boy who had to teach him how to play football in the secret base has grown so much...

"Thank you, Holly."

"Wow, what are you doing so formally? I don't know how to reply... If you really want to thank me, you treat me to ten meals?"

"That won't work! You already owe me one hundred and forty-six meals, so don't take this opportunity to pay off!"

"I'll go, sister, do you want to remember so clearly?"

"necessary!"

"Okay, as long as you're happy..."

"I'm so happy!"

"so happy?"

"real!"

Hu Lai sent a smiley emoji: "Are you so happy?"

Li Qingqing, who was holding the mobile phone, grinned and grinned: "I'm so happy!"

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