Shi Niange was dissatisfied and quietly clapped his hand, trying to control the trembling in his hand, but Qin Siting suddenly laughed.
"My hand is injured like this, and it's not you who's in pain. Why are you shaking?" Qin Siting asked her.
Nonsense, because this is Qin Siting's hand!
Shi Niange didn't say anything, but just helped him bandage his hand, then raised his hand and checked it over and over: "How is it? Is it comfortable? If it's uncomfortable, I'll re-bandage it."
Qin Siting glanced at the hand held by her, and then looked at her distressed and cautious expression. He did not withdraw his hand in a hurry, but looked at her eyes that started to turn slightly red for some reason, and thought He thought for a moment, then took his hand back without saying anything.
Shi Niange knew that he might have shown it too obviously, because he was really distressed.
My good hand was injured like this.
She also quickly packed the medical kit and said: "Don't touch the water with your hands these days. If you don't want to go to the hospital, you can come to me to apply medicine and bandage once a day. By the way, the weather has been getting hotter recently. It’s not good to wrap your hands like this, so I’ll leave it like this for today. I’ll buy some gauze with better breathability tomorrow to prevent the wound from being covered in it and affecting the healing effect.”
Qin Siting sat there without speaking, just listening to her.
Until Shi Niange ran back with his slippers on and put the medicine box back, and then ran back and sat across from him, he still kept one hand on the small bar, watching. Seeing her expression as if she was in a hurry to come back and sit down, she slightly curled her lips.
"If you don't want to tell me the reason, I won't keep asking you." Shi Niange sat opposite him and looked at his left hand that was wrapped evenly: "But in the future, if you have something to do and can't come to school, can you give it to me? Give me a call or send a text message to talk about it? I’ve been really worried all morning today.”
Qin Siting's beautiful eyebrows moved slightly: "Are you so worried about me?"
"Of course. I wait under the tree to enter the school with you every day. I didn't see you this morning. I was so anxious. Although I felt a little abrupt, I still called you, but you never answered. Then I couldn't get through at all." Shi Niange was very calm about the fact that she was anxious because of him, but the feelings that she had suppressed rationally yesterday were really unbearable at this moment.
Qin Siting chuckled, glanced down at his own hand, raised his hand and shook it gently twice, then curled his lips and said, "The bag is very good, very professional, Doctor Shi."
Knowing that he was teasing her, Shi Niange still felt happy because of Qin Siting's words about Dr. Shi, because his heartache just now felt a little better.
Fortunately, it only hurt the hand, and the nerves in the hand were not injured. The skin injury will be healed in a few days.
After that, the two of them seemed to have reached a point where they had nothing to talk about.
But Shi Niange didn't want to ask him when he was leaving.
Qin Siting glanced outside at this time. She thought he had wrapped his hands and was about to leave. She felt a thousand reluctances and a sour heart, but she kept something, but she found that she didn't want to leave at all. I can't open this mouth.
Could it be possible that she could still ask him to stay at her house for a little longer
It's late at night, it's already nine o'clock, and no one is living in the villas opposite, so from this angle, it's dark outside, with only a row of small street lights outside the door, and no one is walking around, so it's quiet Extremely.
No matter how brave she was, she was still a girl and couldn't say such words.
Eighteen-year-old boys and girls are not as calm about many things as they are as adults. They will be curious and expectant, but they will also be uneasy and afraid to try.
"Well." She continued the topic in a very brainless way: "Do you want something to drink?"
Qin Siting glanced at her. There was a small bar here, and there happened to be a wine cabinet next to it. However, there were only a few bottles of red wine that Uncle Tai put here. The alcohol was not high. Shi Niange didn't drink it usually, and there were others. The grids are all empty.
After saying this, she regretted it again. Two high school students couldn't sit here and drink. They were afraid that he would misunderstand. She quickly said: "There are various fruit teas and drinks in the refrigerator. By the way, Aunt Xiang makes the fruit tea." Yes, I brought it to school for you to drink before. I remember you liked it very much. She would often make it. After two or three days in the refrigerator, it tasted even better than the first day after making it. Do you want another drink? ?”
Perhaps Qin Siting took advantage of the quiet atmosphere of this night. He was not in a hurry to leave. He just looked at her expectant eyes and said, "Okay, let's have a taste."
At least there's still time to taste the fruit tea, so there's no rush to leave!
Shi Niange stood up with a smile and hurriedly ran into the kitchen to open the refrigerator and make fruit tea. While in the kitchen, she still thought of the bowl of scallion noodles that Qin Siting made last time, and instantly felt like she was locked in a happy place. In the bubble, I don’t want to go out at all.
When she made the fruit tea and brought it out, she saw Qin Siting still sitting there, but there was an extra book in hand.
They were the medical books she got back from the provincial library yesterday. She was not at home during the day. Aunt Xiang must have been here and helped her clean up the house. She sorted out the books piled under the sofa and put them away. on the small bar.
Knowing that he just picked it up and looked at it, Shi Niange's heart beat violently several times.
The feeling of having your dream touched by the hands of the one you like is really amazing.
She walked over with the fruit tea, then gently placed the cup next to him: "Try it."
Qin Siting's eyes fell on the title page of the medical book. Without looking up, she didn't urge him. She sat back opposite him and drank from the cup alone.
I don’t know what he was reading, but he seemed to be reading the words on the title page. There weren’t many words at all.
She had read the book yesterday. The title page of the book contained the last words of a famous German doctor who devoted his life to the operating table when he was ill. It could also be regarded as the prologue of this book.
The German doctor has made many achievements and accomplishments in recent medical history, and is considered one of Shi Niange's idols. However, he passed away a few years ago. This book was published more than ten years ago, and it is now It's just a refurbished version.
Whether it was the previous version or the current renovated version, she had seen it, so she knew what he was looking at now.
Qin Siting seemed to be looking at it very seriously.
While drinking fruit tea, Shi Niange raised her eyes to look at him. She saw that he finally put down the book, but did not put it back to its original position. Instead, he moved his eyes away from the book and looked at her: "This book Can you lend me the book and take it back to read?"