She was startled, and 10,000 "question" numbers rushed out of her mind.
However, before she could ask any questions, Ji Xuanyi had already said, "Let's go and treat your injury."
He has no expression on his face, his tone is serious and fierce, and he has the majesty of a patriarch, which cannot be questioned.
Su Jiayou was frightened, her legs couldn't move, and she caught up with his footsteps.
During this period, she quickly swallowed the wafer biscuit in her mouth, and grabbed the remaining piece in her hand again.
The training was tough, and many students came to the infirmary to bandage skin injuries. The doctors were too busy to touch the ground.
Su Jia thought she needed to line up, but Ji Xuanyi led her straight into a small room.
There was no one inside, and a doctor came to clean her wound immediately.
Ji Xuanyi sat across from Su Jia, and carefully looked at her wounds. On the white and delicate skin, the scarlet damage was shocking.
The doctor Xiao? carefully cleaned the sand from the wound. Su Jia's right arm was tensed, and Xiao?'s hand was clenched into a firm fist.
Ji Xuanyi asked softly: "It hurts so much?"
Su Jia clenched her lower lip and shook her head.
"What are you trying to do?" Ji Xuanyi finished his tongue and told the doctor, "Take it easy."
The doctor nodded and slowed down his movements. Ji Xuanyi stared at it for a while, and after the doctor gave a tetanus shot and started bandaging, he lowered his head to operate the phone.
Su Jia looked sideways from time to time, observing him intentionally.
Ji Xuanyi's face is still flawless and tough, wearing a black shirt and trousers, formally dressed, as if he came out of the workplace, and there is no trace of a car accident at all.
I don't know where he was injured.
After he put down the phone, Su Jia asked, "Why are you here?"
"Aren't you unable to come out?" Ji Xuanyi raised his eyes to look at her, "Only me? Come in."
Su Jia subconsciously glanced at the doctor. The latter was of excellent professional quality, and turned a deaf ear to the doctor, only focusing on winding the gauze.
But Su Jia still felt embarrassed, and looked down for the biscuit in her left hand to eat.
She has one hand and clumsily squeezes the cookies out of the package.
"Where did this come from?" Ji Xuanyi pointed to the biscuit and asked with concern.
Su Jia temporarily stopped her movements and whispered, "A friend gave it to me."
Ji Xuanyi: "That brat you know from the hotpot restaurant?"
The rhetorical question he used was full of affirmation.
Su Jia was at a loss, wondering how he could guess right.
When she was distracted, a long and slender hand reached out and snatched the bag of biscuits.
Su Jia let out an "ah" in surprise.
Ji Xuanyi squeezed the biscuit package: "I? I heard that you can't bring snacks during military training. Is he trying to spoil you."
With a doctor by his side, Su Jia became restrained in replying: "It's just a pack of biscuits, how can it be so serious."
Ji Xuanyi turned a deaf ear, put the biscuit bag aside, and said solemnly: "As the future flower of the motherland, it cannot grow crooked."
Su Jia: "..." Wu? is about to become her mother tongue.
Not long after, the doctor bandaged her up, instructed the relevant precautions, and then left.
But at this time, another man entered the room, carrying an exquisite insulated lunch box.
He opened it silently, revealing the delicious and tempting delicacies.
Since Su Jia entered Beishan, all she ate was ordinary big-pot dishes. Now she was disappointed when she saw the delicious food, and couldn't help but swallow her saliva.
Her right arm was injured and it was inconvenient to use chopsticks, so Ji Xuanyi handed over a spoon.
Su Jia took the spoon and ate two mouthfuls. When she remembered something, she blinked her eyes and asked, "Is this a small stove?"
Ji Xuanyi: "Yes."
Su Jia: "This seems to be much worse than stealing cookies."
Ji Xuanyi rolled his eyes: "So?"
There were only the two of them left in the room, and Su Jia became more courageous, vomiting whenever she had something to say: "Aren't you making? Me? Worse?"
Ji Xuanyi stared at her fair and beautiful face even after several days of brutal military training, his fingertips itched for no reason.
He wants to dig out the paints and brushes that have been locked in the dark room for many years, and make her spotless white paper full of colors.
Others can't, but? he thought.
Ji Xuanyi likes to drink and doesn't smoke much, but at this moment, he has the urge to finish a whole cigarette.
He looked away unnaturally, and said softly, "Eat quickly."
Su Jia couldn't afford to offend the old man with a sullen face, so she worked hard.
But occasionally, she couldn't help but glance at the wafers that had been put aside.
Ji Xuanyi noticed it, and asked coldly: "Are you still thinking about the biscuits?"
Su Jia put a piece of chicken into her mouth with a spoon, her cheeks were bulging, and she didn't answer.
Ji Xuanyi asked? The voice sounded again, even more cool: "Still thinking about the person who gave the biscuits?"
After Su Jia finished eating the chicken, she shook her head: "No, it's not good to waste food."
Ji Xuanyi picked up the biscuit bag again, and asked maliciously: "Do you want to finish eating it?"
"Chocolate flavor, I think it's delicious." Su Jia put down the spoon and reached for it.
Ji Xuanyi avoided it easily, and fed the only remaining biscuit into his mouth.
Su Jia was stunned and opened his eyes slightly.
Ji Xuanyi swallowed quickly, took a big sip of water to rinse off, and left a comment: "It's unpalatable."
"Obviously good..."
In the middle of Su Jia's rebuttal, Ji Xuanyi's indifferent eyes glanced over, she shut up wisely, and eat quickly.
After spending so much time with him, Su Jia was sure that he was in good condition, and his body should be fully recovered.
She was still in the period of military training and needed to rush back to the square team. After filling her stomach and saying thank you, she got up and was about to leave.
Ji Xuanyi stopped her: "Where are you going?"
"Go back." Su Jia stopped, "The instructor said, call me? Hurry up and come back."
"You are a miserable wounded person, what are you going to do when you go back?" Ji Xuanyi thought that she could not continue training in her current situation.
Su Jia raised her right arm and glanced: "Fortunately, it's not serious."
In her hometown before, she had suffered even more terrifying and painful injuries. In comparison, this is nothing to write home about.
"It's a serious injury." Ji Xuanyi said, "Sit down obediently."
Su Jia refused: "I? If I don't go back, I will be scolded."
Ji Xuanyi didn't take it seriously: "I'm? Here? Who dares to scold you?"
Su Jia: "..."
She thought to herself that the powerful bigwigs were different, flouting the rules and doing whatever they wanted.
Ji Xuanyi leaned against the back of the chair and looked up at her: "You don't seem to care about my life or death at all."
"I? I'm concerned." Su Jia knew that he was referring to the car accident, "You can come all the way to tell me what to do, and take care of things, it can't be better."
Ji Xuanyi realized that she really had the ability to piss people off.
But for this, the angrier he gets, the more he can't help teasing him.
"Where? Okay?" Ji Xuanyi's voice dropped two minutes, revealing a sense of weakness.
Su Jia panicked, sat back in her original position and asked, "Where did you get hurt? Do you have any questions?"
"Yes." Ji Xuanyi said without changing his face, "The doctor asked me to lie in bed for ten days and a half months. I sneaked out of the hospital."
Su Jia was stunned, "Where did you hurt? Why did you need it? Lying down for so long? How could you sneak away? A lot of it? Older than me? Not obedient!"
Ji Xuanyi's lips were bent when he was provoked by a series of questions like beans poured from a bamboo tube.
Finding her eyes scanning her body undisguisedly, he raised his eyebrows: "Want to see me? Where is the injury?"
Seeing that he was still wearing a long-sleeved shirt in such a hot weather, Su Jia guessed that he was injured on his arm just like her, so he nodded his head.
Ji Xuanyi withdrew his playful expression, stared at her for a few seconds, and raised his hand to unbutton his shirt.
Su Jia straightened her body in shock: "What are you doing?"
"Don't you want to see me? Where is the injury?" Ji Xuanyi lightly tapped his index finger and landed on his right chest: "Here."
His shirt was loose enough to not expose his chest muscles, but Su Jia vaguely felt that he had captured the sporadic lines and outlines.
She blinked quickly, turned her head hastily, and slandered this man as a refined scum, dressed like a beast.
But thinking about it carefully, Ji Xuanyi's eyes seemed to be full of complacency, forgetting about it.
Su Jia turned the corner, and he was teasing her again.
Not to be outdone, she looked back and said, "You take it off, anyway, I? I don't suffer."
Ji Xuanyi really didn't think about taking it off, he was just teasing the little girl.
But after hearing this, he changed his mind and really wanted to satisfy her.
Ji Xuanyi slightly raised his lips, and without any explanation, he undid the first button.
Unexpectedly, Su Jia lost his mind.
Ji Xuanyi untied the second one neatly, revealing a clear and beautiful collarbone with half of it sunken.
Su Jia, who was hit by the shock, felt as if she was sitting on pins and needles, got up and walked forward, turned her back to him, and complained shamefully and angrily: "Do you want? Don't you? Face."
Ji Xuanyi stopped the movement of untying the third one, with a frivolous smile: "Is this unbearable?"
Su Jia drooped her head and muttered in a voice like a mosquito: "Old man, don't lose your face."
Ji Xuanyi stepped up behind her, and said teasingly: "I? I reminded you, before making a fuss, you have to think carefully about whether you can afford the consequences."
A burst of nameless coldness and numbness swept across Su Jia's spine, and the nerves in his back were stretched to the tightest.
She would never believe Ji Xuanyi's nonsense again. If he was in this state? He was seriously injured, he would have seen a ghost.
Su Jia suppressed her upset emotions and said, "I? I'm leaving."
Ji Xuanyi raised his wrist to look at his watch. It was almost time for him to return to the city. "I? Come back another day. If you want to bring something to eat, send it to me on WeChat."
"Don't." Su Jia didn't need to think, "Don't come."
She glanced at him hastily, and added bluntly: "You're here, I? I won't see you again."
Ji Xuanyi remembered that the last time she was at Beicheng University, she refused people thousands of miles away for no reason.
His twinkling eyes dimmed, but? He didn't say anything, and sent her out first.
The two walked in silence for a while, turning a corner was the students' training ground, and a person flashed in front of them.
She saw them first, and called out enthusiastically, "President Ji."
Su Jia heard the sound and looked over. It was the temperamental woman who got into the back seat of Ji Xuanyi after she got out of the car.
The woman walked skillfully, quickly arrived in front of them, and asked in surprise: "Why is Mr. Ji here?"
Su Jia felt that she was superfluous, thinking whether to or not? Take a step first.
Ji Xuanyi didn't respond, and asked instead: "What about you?"
"I? Come to see my nephew. The stinky boy knows that I have friendship with the professor at the school. Before entering the mountain, ask me to give him food and drinks every now and then."
Zhao Qing finished answering, looked at Su Jia, and asked politely: "Is this Mr. Ji's?"
Su Jia, who was suddenly named, had no choice but to give up the idea of leaving, embarrassed? He licked his bangs.
Ji Xuanyi glanced at her, and answered the wrong question: "You are angry with me."
Zhao Qing saw something, laughed and said, "You talk, I? I went to find my nephew."
Immediately, she stepped on her high heels and left.
Su Jia looked at her turbulent back from afar, with thin doubts gathering between her brows.
"Me? Subordinate, what's wrong?" Ji Xuanyi stared down at her and asked
Su Jia said "ah" in a low voice: "Is it just a subordinate?"
Ji Xuanyi heard the clue: "What do you think?"
Su Jia lowered her eyes and murmured cautiously: "Last time, I saw her coming in your car."
Ji Xuanyi seriously recalled when Zhao Qing rode in his own car recently.
He leaned towards the girl in front of him again, and some confusion gradually became clear: "So you are angry with me?"
"I? Not angry, I? Why? Angry?"
Su Jia was aggressive, but her gaze kept dodging, "That's your car, you can ride whoever you like."
Ji Xuanyi looked directly at her with great interest. She is too young? With limited experience, even if she tried her best to pretend, it was quite clumsy.
"Yes, you're not angry, just let me? Don't? Look for you again." Ji Xuanyi pointed out.
Su Jia opened her mouth, not knowing how to answer.
A yes or no answer is an admission of anger.
With a smile on his lips, Ji Xuanyi explained in detail: "She is really just my subordinate. The last time the company had a temporary situation, we both needed to go back to work. She happened to be in your university, and her car was limited. No, I? I'll give her a lift."
As if feeling convincing enough, he added a paragraph: "She has a boyfriend who has been dating for a few years and is about to get married. I don't have any interest in stealing other people's girlfriends."
Su Jia glanced at him, then staggered his eyes again: "Give it to me? Why do you explain so much?"
Ji Xuanyi froze for a moment, then chuckled: "This is the first time I've explained so much to someone."
His patience is limited, especially when it comes to women. If it is the same as before, but anyone who dares to lose his temper with him will never have the possibility of meeting him next time.
But facing the person in front of him, he would feel a unique curiosity, wanting to see what she would look like and feel like if she smoothed out her prickly fox fur.
Su Jia's eyes fluttered, and his heart was restless.
Ji Xuanyi coaxed softly: "From now on, I won't sit in other opposite sexes in my car, is that okay?"
The pervasive breath of mature men is more pervasive than air.
Su Jia didn't dare to look at him anymore, and said stiffly: "I? Said, it's none of my business."
Ji Xuanyi asked selfishly: "Then me? Will you still want to see me some other day?"