Jiang Ning was afraid of the hospital from the bottom of her heart. It was the first time she came back from abroad, but she couldn't see Zheng Ruonan for the last time. The second time she was sent to the hospital covered in blood and failed to get off the operating table.
At this moment, the glaring light was projected on the floor tiles, making people's hearts jump for no reason.
The smell of disinfectant penetrated into the tip of the nose from all directions.
Jiang Ning was sitting on the bench in the corridor with her schoolbag in her arms, her cheeks were flushed by the cold wind blowing from the air inlet, she was fidgeting, stood up from time to time, and glanced into the emergency room.
But there was a blue screen inside, and she couldn't see anything even if she tiptoed.
After about twenty minutes, the housekeeper and the nurse with the gauze tray finally came out.
Jiang Ning hurried over: "How is it?"
Seeing that the tip of the little girl's nose was red, the butler didn't know whether it was from the cold or from crying, so he immediately took off the coat on his body to give it to her.
Jiang Ning waved his hand and said, "I'm not cold."
The butler just gave up.
"It's nothing serious. Fortunately, the weather has turned cold these days, you and the young master are wearing more clothes, and we came to the hospital in time... The doctor has already dealt with it. The young master's right shoulder is a bit burnt. The doctor said to apply half of it. Yue's burn ointment will do."
The moment the incident happened, Yan Yixie reacted extremely quickly, pulled Jiang Ning aside, and jumped on her. The two fell together, and the water bottle also hit Yan Yixie's shoulder.
The housekeeper called the security guard, immediately held the old woman down, and called the police as a crazy woman.
The incident happened suddenly, and it was too late to call a private doctor, so we had to go to the nearest hospital.
The housekeeper wanted to comfort Jiang Ning, but the phone in his pocket had already rang. He took it out to look at it, and said, "I'll pay the fee first, and transfer to the VIP ward. I'm afraid the young master will have to stay in the hospital for two days in this situation. , to prevent infection. Then at the police station, I will make a record... "
"Okay, you go." Jiang Ning said: "Don't worry about me, this kind of civil dispute can be handled as you like."
"Then you go in first. You and the young master haven't had dinner yet. I'll bring you something to eat when I come back later."
The nurse was making case records beside her, and said without raising her head: "Your family members have to be careful, and don't let the injured eat seafood or the like. Otherwise, the scars will be even more serious."
Jiang Ning: "Scars?"
The nurse said: "This kind of burn will leave scars for two to three years after it heals, which is inevitable."
The housekeeper glanced at Jiang Ning, who had red eye circles, and quickly diverted the nurse's words, and said to Jiang Ning: "It's nothing important, the young master doesn't care about it himself. He said it's not a little girl, and it's okay to leave some scars. And the nurse My sister also said that it will be fine in two or three years."
"Yeah." Jiang Ning lowered his head and wiped his eyes with the back of his hand.
When Jiang Ning entered, Yan Yixie was sitting in a wheelchair with his back facing her, struggling to put on his coat.
The shirt on his right side is half untied, the young man's back muscles are sharp and smooth, and he already faintly has the hormones of a young man who is about to grow up, but at this time his back is wrapped in gauze, layer after layer, around the neck and waist, The area was very large, and bright red was oozing from under the gauze.
Hearing Jiang Ning's footsteps coming in, he quickly sped up his movements, regardless of tearing the wound, and put his coat on neatly.
Jiang Ning walked up to him, took off his schoolbag and put it aside, his chest felt so tight: "Why are you in such a hurry to get dressed? Let me see, is it all bandaged? Is there any place that is burnt but not bandaged?"
Yan Yixie wanted to ask her why the old woman went to the alley where her house used to live to make trouble, but she didn't tell him - she should have told him in time about such things.
But seeing her drooping eyes, the eyelashes were still wet, and the young man's fierce words changed to: "It's all bandaged up."
After thinking about it, he added unskillfully: "Don't worry."
"What's the red one?" Jiang Ning touched the gauze on Yan Yixie's collarbone with trembling nails: "Blood?"
Yan Yixie: "..."
Yan Xie felt pain in his wound, he gritted his teeth, but didn't make a sound.
Seeing that he didn't answer, Jiang Ning became even more anxious: "Didn't the housekeeper say that it was only a mild burn? How could it be bleeding?"
Yan Yixie gently grabbed her hand away, and said helplessly, "How could it be blood? It's just red ointment."
Jiang Ning was still suffering.
She looked at Yan Yixie's shoulders wrapped like zongzi, and wanted to help a little, but she didn't know how to share it.
She looked around and quickly poured the boy a glass of water.
Yan Yixie took the water and looked at her, some light slowly reflected in his dark eyes.
He could feel that she was nervous about him.
To Yan Yixie, this nervousness is like sugar falling from his head, which makes him taste the taste.
Jiang Ning went to turn on the heater again.
But the heater in the emergency room seemed to be broken, and she couldn't start it for a long time.
Yan Yixie's eyes followed her all the time, as if a little greedy for this moment.
But she has been fighting the heat switch, and has not been around him well.
The boy finally couldn't take it anymore.
He said: "Jiang Ning, come here. Don't bother, I will transfer to the VIP ward later, the heating should be good there."
Jiang Ning tapped the heating switch twice again.
Yan Yixie was angry and funny: "Jiang Ning, come here."
Jiang Ning just came back and asked: "Then are you cold? How about I go get a blanket from the car? I should have gone when you were applying medicine in it just now, but I was a little panicked and kept on There are no masters outside..."
Yan Yixie looked at her and shook his head: "It's not cold."
"It's really not cold?"
Jiang Ning rubbed his hands, took a breath of hot air on his hands, and went to touch Tan Yan Yixie's forehead: "Is it not infected?"
Yan Yixie stared at her non-stop, until the back of her hand fell on his forehead, his expression suddenly changed.
"No, I have to ask the doctor."
Jiang Ning said, turning around and going out.
But as soon as she made a move, her wrist was lightly clasped, the chill around her body was dispelled, and the warmth surrounded her.
Jiang Ning froze for a moment before realizing that she was pulled back to the wheelchair.
Jiang Ning lowered his eyes, the distance between the two was extremely close, and the young man also lowered his eyes, silently wrapping his hands around hers.
His hands were warm, and Jiang Ning's hands were tightly squeezed by his slender fingers.
"What about you, are you cold?" Yan Yixie raised his eyes.
When he asked this, Jiang Ning felt a little shivering.
Just now in the corridor, she didn't know whether it was because of the cold wind blowing into her collar, or because of the rest of her life after the catastrophe, she couldn't help shaking, her hands and feet were cold, but she didn't feel it.
At this time, both hands were pulled into his arms, and they gradually became hot.
He gave Jiang Ning his warmth.
The blood finally flowed in Jiang Ning's body again.
"Have you relaxed a bit?" the boy asked.
Jiang Ning sniffled and whispered "Hmm".
Yan Yixie gently opened his lips, and used a tone that sounded a little gentle for the first time: "I'm fine, Jiang Ning, don't apologize, this has nothing to do with you."
"Just a little burn."
Jiang Ning said: "But the nurse said just now that there will be scars, and it will take at least two or three years to disappear."
"So what? I'm a man, and it doesn't matter. It's better than getting hurt. You are so pretty in summer and you like to wear skirts."
"... When did I become so beautiful?"
Yan Yixie looked up at her, then raised his hand towards her.
Jiang Ning thought that something was stained on his face, startled for a moment, lowered his face slightly to look at him.
Yan Yixie used two fingers to prop up the corners of her mouth: "Don't look depressed, it's so ugly."
Seeing the corners of her mouth being propped up by him, a faint smile finally appeared in his eyes.
This reminded Jiang Ning that on his fifteenth birthday, he used his furry bear claws to prop up the corners of his mouth.
For some reason, Jiang Ning was comforted by the change of the boy.
"Is it still cold?" Yan Yixie asked, took out his mobile phone and sent a text message to the driver below, asking him to bring a blanket when he came up.
Jiang Ning shook his head: "It's not cold anymore, it's much better."
The distance between the two was extremely close, and Yan Yixie's firm and warm body temperature came from his palm and through the fabric of his clothes, which made Jiang Ning's panic dissipate a lot.
Jiang Ning could feel that this was Yan Yixie's unique temperature, always cold and indifferent, but when she needed it, she would never turn back.
Jiang Ning looked at Yan Yixie's handsome face, and his heart suddenly missed a second.
Not sympathy, never sympathy.
Jiang Ning thought, maybe at first she wanted to repay his kindness in her previous life, but in this life, at some point, she has become inseparable from him.
It may be that she jumped into the water as a joke with him recklessly, but he jumped down without hesitation.
Or it could have been that night when drones lit up the sky like shooting stars.
Or every vivid moment piled up in the past three years.
"What are you looking at?" Yan Yixie raised his head, just in time to meet Jiang Ning's gaze.
Just when the nurse came in, Jiang Ning quickly looked away: "It's nothing."
The nurse couldn't help but glanced at the two of them.
Yan Yixie paused for a moment, and suddenly felt something was wrong in the air, he found that he was still holding Jiang Ning's hand tightly, almost pulling Jiang Ning into his arms.
At such a close distance, it was as if they were hugging each other, and Jiang Ning's breath fell on him.
No wonder the nurse looked at them that way.
Yan Yixie felt inexplicably dry.
He quickly let go of Jiang Ning's hand, pushed the wheelchair back a little, and said unnaturally: "It's late, should I ask the housekeeper to take you back?"
Jiang Ning touched his right hand with his left hand, and said in his heart, he has already touched it with his hand, how can it be so easy for you to touch it and let it go