The 500-meter road outside the gymnasium took seven or eight minutes to drive.
Passing through the intersection, the traffic flow dispersed, and the main road suddenly became smooth.
When Shi Yan is driving, he is used to leaning back on the back seat relaxedly, with slender fingers with well-proportioned knuckles. He never holds the steering wheel too hard, but he feels full of control.
Specifically, the current speed is actually very fast.
Zheng Shuyi tightened his seat belt, sat upright, stared at the scene in front of him intently, not daring to turn his head.
When the red light came on at the next intersection, Shi Yan stepped on the brakes and turned around slowly.
Although he didn't speak and Zheng Shuyi didn't look at him, he could guess what his eyes were expressing at this moment.
Zheng Shuyi looked straight ahead, blinked calmly, and said, "I'll think about it again."
"Um."
Shi Yan propped his elbows on the steering wheel, and looked at her with a half-smile: "Isn't it finished yet?"
Zheng Shuyi: "Don't worry, there are still 90 minutes to answer the exam."
Shi Yan stopped talking, and turned his attention back to the road conditions.
Seeing the car running wildly, Zheng Shuyi suddenly thought of a question.
Where is this going
She took a peek at Shi Yan, seeing that he seemed too lazy to talk to her, so she didn't ask any more questions, and silently closed her mouth.
In a quiet environment, Zheng Shuyi slowly bent down, stretched out his hands and rubbed his ankles, and took a deep breath.
"It hurts, it really hurts."
"Don't make noise."
"Oh… "
—
There was silence all the way.
The car slowly left the downtown area, drove onto the viaduct, and crossed the river, surrounded by flat green belts with few buildings.
Therefore, Zheng Shuyi clearly saw the big characters "Jiangcheng United Family Medical" on the neon lights in the distance.
She blinked and turned to look at Shi Yan.
Shi Yan didn't seem to feel her gaze, slowed down the car, and drove smoothly into the parking lot.
After parking the car, Shi Yan unfastened his seat belt, opened the door and got out of the car, and went around to the co-pilot.
He opened the car door, put his arms half on it, and bowed to Zheng Shuyi.
"get off."
The conjecture in his heart was proved, and Shi Yan still had a bit of conscience.
Zheng Shuyi wanted to laugh, but he still wanted to maintain a painful look, so he tried his best to hold back.
She only stretched out one leg to land on the ground, stretched out her upper body, but didn't get out of the car.
"My feet hurt and I can't stand up."
Shi Yan looked down at her.
As long as he doesn't speak, in Zheng Shuyi's eyes, it's not considered a rejection.
The air at night is humid and cold, and the green plants have just been watered, and large areas are soaked in water vapor, which feels like a sudden rest.
"I can't walk either."
Zheng Shuyi's trembling voice made people feel that the day was getting colder.
Seeing that Shi Yan was still unmoved, Zheng Shuyi said again: "If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have sprained my ankle."
After finishing speaking, she cautiously opened her arms towards Shi Yan.
Means, carry me on your back.
I don't know if he can get her meaning.
Shi Yan seemed a little impatient.
"Zheng Shuyi, do less work."
Zheng Shuyi's brows furrowed, and she was about to cry.
"Who did it?" She looked at Shi Yan sadly, "Is your heart made of stone?"
Shi Yan: "No."
Zheng Shuyi pursed her lips, "Then you..."
Shi Yan: "I have no heart, you said so."
Zheng Shuyi: "..."
"Why do you hold grudges so much? Try wearing high heels and spraining your ankles. It's like being broken by a human being. It hurts to death, okay? Oh, and you haven't worn high heels, you can't..."
Shi Yan didn't want to listen to her rambling anymore, so he suddenly opened the car door completely, then bent down, and hugged Zheng Shuyi out of the car.
Suddenly flying into the air, Zheng Shuyi's mind went blank, and subconsciously reached out to put his arm around Shi Yan's shoulder.
It wasn't until Shi Yan hugged her and turned and walked towards the hospital that she slowly recovered.
She just wanted Shi Yan to carry her on her back.
At this moment, she was leaning in his arms, could smell the light fragrance on his clothes, could feel his body temperature, as long as she raised her head, her face could rub against his chin, so intimate that it couldn't be more intimate.
Zheng Shuyi wrapped his arms around his shoulders, but quietly curled his arms.
After slowly feeling his breath close at hand, Zheng Shuyi slowly buried her face in his chest.
Then, snicker.
—
The hospital was brightly lit.
Since it is a private hospital, there are not many patients, and almost all the people walking in the public area are medical staff.
With a woman in his arms, Shi Yan walked in with big strides, but his footsteps were unhurried, which invisibly attracted the attention of many people.
Sensing that someone was watching her, Zheng Shuyi quietly raised her eyes, and saw two front desk nurses leaning on the information desk, looking at them with their probes and smiling.
—— "Oh! So handsome, my God."
——"I also want to be hugged by the princess."
- "My boyfriend just lifts me up."
—— "I immediately soul wear that girl."
Although Zheng Shuyi couldn't hear what they were talking about, but as a woman, she could vaguely guess it.
She raised her head and looked at Shi Yan's side face, the smile in her eyes couldn't be hidden.
"Has your ex-girlfriend ever said that you look handsome from this angle?"
Shi Yan had no reaction to her rainbow fart.
When he approached the emergency room, he stopped in front of the door and looked down at Zheng Shuyi.
As soon as he lowered his head, the two looked at each other, breathing intertwined.
Zheng Shuyi inexplicably felt that his breathing rhythm seemed to become disordered, and his palms began to heat up.
Shi Yan twitched the corners of his mouth, his face was expressionless, and his tone was extremely cold: "Did your ex-boyfriend ever tell you that you are heavy?"
The tone of Zheng Shuyi's words was a little delicate and a little shy.
Shi Yan seemed to be imitating her, but when he said it, there was no emotion other than sarcasm.
"..."
Zheng Shuyi's breathing was completely messed up.
Can't adjust back.
"No!"
But I think you have the potential to be my first ex-boyfriend to say that.
Zheng Shuyi silently answered this sentence in his heart.
—
"Hey hey! It hurts! It hurts!"
Zheng Shuyi sat on the bed, and every time the doctor moved her ankle, she screamed.
"I'm not serious."
The doctor on duty was a middle-aged woman. Seeing Zheng Shuyi like this, she couldn't bear to ask, "Does it hurt so much?"
Zheng Shuyi glanced at Shi Yan.
"I'm just afraid of pain."
Shi Yan stood beside him, still not responding to Zheng Shuyi's words.
Suddenly, his cell phone rang.
He took it out to look at the incoming call, and then left the diagnosis room.
Afterwards, the doctor checked again, and Zheng Shuyi didn't scream.
"It turned out to be coquettish." The doctor said with a smile, "Your condition is actually not serious, so I just said where is the pain."
Zheng Shuyi's head was depressed and he didn't speak.
The doctor sat back at his desk, typing, and said: "Ice compresses within 48 hours after returning home, and then heat compresses. If it really hurts, use some medicine to promote blood circulation and remove blood stasis. Do not massage, and try not to walk around. Wear comfortable shoes , remember?"
Zheng Shuyi nodded.
Actually it doesn't hurt anymore.
The doctor typed out the list, and after handing it to her, he muttered, "I think, although your boyfriend is handsome, he is too cold and hard-hearted."
Zheng Shuyi snorted.
"Sister doctor, don't talk nonsense, he is not hard-hearted."
"Little girl, you are quite defensive."
Outside the door, the corridor was silent.
Shi Yan hung up the phone and just opened the door when Zheng Shuyi's emotional voice came from inside.
"He has no heart at all!"
Shi Yan withdrew his hand, turned and left.
—
Zheng Shuyi sat on the bed, dangling her legs.
"Where did he go? Why hasn't he come back yet?"
She looked towards the door, "Could it be gone?"
The doctor said, "Pay the bill."
As soon as the voice fell, the door was pushed open.
Zheng Shuyi started performing almost reflexively.
She frowned, glanced at her mouth, and was about to moan, but found that it wasn't Shi Yan who came in.
A nurse came in pushing a wheelchair.
Zheng Shuyi: "..."
Under the cool night, the street lamps seem to line up.
Shi Yan stood beside the car, and the lights stretched his shadow very long.
When Zheng Shuyi was pushed to the parking lot by the nurse, seeing this scene, her drooping head slowly lifted.
From the beginning of the concert, tossing until now, it does not hurt the body or the mind.
The makeup was a little off, and the lipstick was faded. Under the cold white light, she looked really sick.
When the wheelchair was in front of Shi Yan, the nurse stopped after a few instructions.
Zheng Shuyi looked at Shi Yan, and reached out to him again.
"I still can't move."
The wind in the middle of the night blew wantonly in the empty parking lot, raising Zheng Shuyi's long hair. Although it was a bit messy, it made people feel pity.
Shi Yan looked down, with some helplessness in his eyes.
He took a deep look at Zheng Shuyi, and was about to bow——
Suddenly, a wild cat jumped out of the grass at an extremely fast speed. The shadow was magnified and elongated several times by the street lights, and it rushed towards this side like a vicious monster.
Accompanied by the shrill cry of the wild cat, Zheng Shuyi didn't have time to think, and his body reacted subconsciously, jumping up with lightning speed, screaming and hiding behind Shi Yan in two or three steps, trembling.
After a few seconds.
The wild cat jumped away, but the scene was quiet.
The nurse coughed, pushed the wheelchair and left silently, leaving a place of embarrassment.
Shi Yan took a look at Zheng Shuyi, and gradually shifted his gaze to her lap.
Although he didn't say anything, Zheng Shuyi felt that he had encountered Waterloo in his acting career.
—
It was past midnight when we returned to the city again.
It was the first time that Zheng Shuyi took the initiative to keep quiet in front of Shi Yan, without saying a word.
A bell rang to break the silence in the car.
Zheng Shuyi silently turned her head away and looked out the window.
She never liked listening to other people talking on the phone.
Shi Yan didn't answer the phone until the traffic light.
But it was connected directly on the center console, and a male voice came out from the speaker.
"Shi Yan, I remember you knew Belin?"
Zheng Shuyi's eyebrows twitched suddenly.
Belin, a popular first-line actress, is young and beautiful.
Hearing her name in this place, Zheng Shuyi suddenly felt uncomfortable.
Shi Yan let out a "hmm".
"Oh, that's right. A friend of mine wanted to ask her to make a movie, but they couldn't agree on the salary. I wanted to see if there is any relationship with you, so I can mediate."
Zheng Shuyi looked at Shi Yan furtively.
Unexpectedly, Shi Yan happened to look back at her too.
When their eyes met, Zheng Shuyi's heart suddenly missed a beat, and he began to chuckle.
When Shi Yan looked at her at this time, he probably knew that she cared about his relationship with other women...
"Is she? I think her acting skills are average."
Shi Yan withdrew his gaze and said calmly, "It's not as good as my acting skills in the car."
Zheng Shuyi: "..."
I thank you.
The other end of the phone seemed to understand something.
"... Well, it's late, so I won't bother you for now."
—
Zheng Shuyi sat by the bed for a long time.
Today's scenes played back in her mind like movie scenes.
Going to the concert with full expectations, but waiting for Qin Shiyue to come.
He wanted to touch porcelain, but he really sprained his ankle.
He wanted to sell miserably, but was punctured.
She sighed, buried herself in the pillow, sighed for a while, beat the quilt for a while, and after tossing for a long time, she sat up suddenly and blew her messy bangs.
In Zheng Shuyi's dictionary, there can be no such words as giving up halfway.
She found the phone from the messy quilt, thought for a moment, and sent a text message to Shi Yan:
I almost forgot, today's medical expenses haven't been paid to you yet.
How to give it
In fact, after sending the text message, Zheng Shuyi didn't expect to return from the banquet, so he put down his phone and went to take a shower.
After working for more than an hour, she looked at her phone again. Ten minutes ago, Shi Yan replied:
Look at WeChat.
Zheng Shuyi read these words again in disbelief.
Opened WeChat, and a new friend request popped up.
But Zheng Shuyi's first reaction was to ask him first:
Excuse me, is it a time banquet
Banquet:
otherwise
At this time, a sense of joy swept over Zheng Shuyi belatedly.
She lay on the bed and kicked her legs, danced and danced, then turned over and lay on the pillow, typing slowly:
How much is the medical bill today? I pass it on to you.
Shi Yan sent a bill over.
Zheng Shuyi looked at it, and the smile froze at the corner of his mouth.
Outpatient emergency (non-reservation system): 2560 yuan.
Why is the hospital so expensive! ! !
Zheng Shuyi: ...
Zheng Shuyi: Can I apply for medical insurance
The moment she sent it out, she suddenly regretted it, immediately withdrew it, and then transferred the money over.
Lying on his back, Zheng Shuyi felt his flesh ache.
A few seconds later, the phone rang.
She picked it up again to look at it, and Shi Yan returned the money.
The heartache suddenly disappeared and turned into a burst of secret happiness.
"Then what a shame, after all we..."
Before she finished typing, she saw another message from Shi Yan:
As today's salary.
It took Zheng Shuyi several seconds to realize what he meant.
Her smile froze slowly again, and suddenly she didn't really want to struggle.
Zheng Shuyi: My Oscar-level salary is only over two thousand
Zheng Shuyi murmured while typing: "It's really hard to find people who can't find it."
Shi Yan: How much more do you want
Zheng Shuyi tapped Erlang's leg and replied slowly:
I want you to have dinner with me tomorrow (////)