More than half an hour later, Qin Qingzhuo and Dr. Xie, wearing masks, walked out of the corridor.
Seeing that Qin Qingzhuo was searching for him with his eyes, Jiang Ji put away his headphones, stood up from his seat and walked towards the two of them.
"… You must have a good rest after you go back and don't overwork yourself. Especially with the recent season change, you must be careful not to catch a cold or fever again." Jiang Ji heard the doctor instructing Qin Qingzhuo like this.
Seeing Jiang Ji approaching, Dr. Xie quickly stopped talking and only said at the end, "In any case, you must adjust your condition," and his tone seemed a little worried.
"Okay, I understand." Qin Qingzhuo responded. He still looked listless, but his voice didn't seem as hoarse as before.
Doctor Xie raised his hand and patted Qin Qingzhuo on the shoulder: "Qingzhuo, I'll go back first. If you have anything, please contact me at any time."
"Thank you, Cheng Yun," Qin Qingzhuo nodded, "You can get busy now."
After saying that, he looked at Jiang Ji and said, "Let's go."
Walking out of the hospital, Jiang Ji saw Qin Qingzhuo's car parked at the door.
The driver got out of the car and helped Qin Qingzhuo open the back door.
Jiang Ji stopped and said, "Then I'll go first."
"Come back with me," Qin Qingzhuo said before he took a step, "You have something with me."
Jiang Ji glanced at him and asked, "What is that?"
"Music."
Music score? Jiang Ji didn't remember that he had any music score with Qin Qingzhuo.
"I found it at your door," Qin Qingzhuo said calmly, "I guess it must be something very important to you."
Jiang Ji was slightly startled.
Judging from his reaction, he should have guessed which piece of music it was, Qin Qingzhuo thought. Moreover, that piece of music seemed to be very important to Jiang Ji, otherwise he would not have gotten in the car with him so easily.
The interior of the car is well soundproofed, and you can hardly hear any sound from outside. Occasionally, you can hear slight tire noise inside the car.
The car was driving steadily on the road, with Qin Qingzhuo and Jiang Ji sitting in the back seat.
At first, neither of them spoke. After a while, Qin Qingzhuo looked out the window and asked in a hoarse voice, "Where did you get the photo?"
Jiang Ji knew that he was asking about the photos of Ji Chi and his assistant. The back seat was spacious, and he leaned against it, stretched his legs slightly forward, and said frankly, "I stole it."
Qin Qingzhuo turned and looked at him, but Jiang Ji looked at the front seat and ignored his gaze.
"Why send it to me?" Qin Qingzhuo asked again.
"I'm not happy with you." Jiang Ji said bluntly.
Qin Qingzhuo's gaze stayed on his face for a few seconds, then turned away: "Do you hate me?"
Jiang Ji said nothing.
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In fact, he didn't quite know the answer to this question. Did he hate Qin Qingzhuo? It seemed that he couldn't say.
But Qin Qingzhuo seemed to take his silence as a tacit agreement and asked again: "Why?"
Jiang Ji remained silent.
Qin Qingzhuo looked out the window again. This time he was silent for a longer time. When he spoke again, his voice sounded a little hoarse: "Anyway, thank you for not being a fool for too long."
The two of them were silent for the rest of the journey.
The car drove into the villa area and stopped in front of Qin Qingzhuo's villa.
Jiang Ji pushed open the car door and got out, following Qin Qingzhuo up the stairs in front of the villa.