Boss, stay!

Boss Ji pretended not to notice this subtle change. As if he couldn't understand the secret thoughts of the children, he scolded people in a terrible way: "Smile, you don't have eyes when you work, this casserole soup will pour on your face I see if you can laugh or not!"

Cheng Mu also recovered from the trance. She ignored Boss Ji's yelling, stretched her neck and forced Wei Jin who was walking on the other side: "I'm not afraid of you leaving, I can find you once, next time you go I can find it anywhere in the world!"

She is strong and stubborn, deliberately avoiding those scars that cannot be erased on Wei Jin's body, and wants to use her bluffing strength to soothe the other party's inferiority complex because of the disability.

The corners of Wei Jin's eyes twitched lightly, the almost indiscernible pampering was fleeting, and he didn't speak again.

Boss Ji felt that he took two fighting dogs out, one kept barking, and the other was a biting dog that didn't bark.

"Let's discuss it. It's far away to go to the hospital in the city. There is a medical office at the club behind. The doctor's skills are not bad. Do you think you should go directly to the hospital or deal with it first?"

The cold water had passed long ago, Cheng Mu clasped his arms in silence after getting into the car, Wei Jin spoke for her: "Let's go to the hospital, is that okay?"

Ji Kangcheng looked back while fastening his seat belt, and Cheng Mu nodded his head, "I'll listen to you." After a while, he stepped down the slope and glanced at Wei Jin with tears in his eyes. Wei Jin touched her head. A handful counts as appeasement.

Ji Kangcheng felt relieved - the children's family, this is a reconciliation, but Wei Jin didn't say anything else.

The pain from the burn was really painful. After only a few steps in the car, Cheng Mu changed from holding her arms to holding her arms and bending her body to breathe, but she could bear it so much that she didn't cry anymore.

Wei Jin was fidgeting like it was in more pain than she herself, and after a while, she finally couldn't help running along Cheng Mu's hair and asked her, "Can you hold it in?"

Enduring all the way, Cheng Mu let out a hiccup as soon as he uttered a sound, "It hurts too much..." He plunged into Wei Jin's arms.

Wei Jin caressed her back with one hand, and fanned Cheng Mu's arms lightly with the other to cool down. He said, "Oh, you!"

This sigh is like pampering.

Poor Boss Ji is a living Lei Feng, he was fed dog food all the way, and he has nothing to say.

The hospital is always overcrowded, and they register with the crowded crowd for examination. The doctor also said that it is all right, and issued an order to go to the treatment room for treatment.

The two of them were persuaded to come out as soon as they followed in. The treatment room was overcrowded, there were children crying, and people who were burning other places had to take off their clothes. The two idlers really took up space.

It doesn't matter if the burns, and Boss Ji and Wei Jin feel differently in their hearts. Boss Ji is relieved and doesn't take it seriously anymore, but Wei Jin still feels the same. Someone in the treatment room snorted twice. You have to clench your fists and prick your ears to listen.

Ji Kangcheng looked at his distress, and simply dragged him down to smoke for air.

It was too cold outside, and they were the only ones smoking under the big sycamore tree, surrounded by white coats and pink coats in a hurry, occasionally a staggering patient was helped to pass by, or a nest of people wrapped in cotton balls Being pushed in a wheelchair, the hospital is a place of life-saving, but it is also a place of life and death.

Suddenly Ji Kangcheng's gaze paused, and he was about to look more carefully, when the man at the end of his gaze had lifted the curtain and disappeared into the door curtain of another building.

Boss Ji's aroused heart pounded back into his chest with a loud bang, and he bounced back a few times.

It wasn't until he heard Wei Jin's words that he frowned lightly and turned around and asked, "What?"

Wei Jin looked at him suspiciously: "What's wrong?"

"Oh, I look at an acquaintance, the back looks quite similar! Regardless of him, what did you just say?" In fact, he is not an acquaintance, except that he kissed his ankle with his car tire, touched his pocket and checked his ID. As well as the dialogue between the car and the other party that couldn't make up three words, they didn't know each other at all.

Boss Ji didn't find anyone that night. Although he slipped away in a cowardly manner, he was more concerned about this matter. He was afraid that something would happen to the buddy he bumped into after getting out of his car. He can't escape the relationship.

Although he has been paying attention to the news, after all, not seeing similar accidents on the news is far less credible than seeing real people running around.

When he was dragging the other party into the car, he had a relatively intimate contact with the other party in the dark. It took too much effort to get a rough impression of the other party's height, legs, waist, thin flesh, and solid flesh. He recognized the back If you miss it, you will miss it.

Instead, Wei Jin said "Thank you, brother Ji" and pulled him back. He glanced at Wei Jin who was stomping on his cigarette butt. This young man in his early twenties always concealed some restraint and introversion in his immaturity. Now It is even more preoccupied.

Boss Ji decided to ask a gossip question on behalf of the women, children, old and young in their inn, but first he had to foreshadow: "Thank you, Xiao Cheng is my employee, so can I ignore what happened?" He pretended it was a matter of course. He asked calmly: "Speaking of this, can I ask you what your plan is? You see, girl..."

These words made the young man who was standing like a pine lean on the tree trunk, and wanted to get a cigarette out again, but finally put his hands in his pockets and didn't take it out again: "Brother Ji, to be honest, I don't know...we broke up." I never thought she would come here."

Wei Jin looked at the bleak winter scene and gave a wry smile: "She is very pampered. She even goes to college nearby. There is no need to transfer to the subway from school to her home. It takes only 10 minutes to walk out of the station. Who would have thought that she would Sitting on the hard seat for 27 hours, come here!"

Ji Kangcheng: "Then... are you... because of your injury?"

Wei Jin lowered his head: "Not all."

Injury is of course one of the reasons. A car accident left such an obvious mark on his face. Even if he is a rough man who doesn't care about his appearance, what about his hands?

He is just an ordinary college student. He neither had the preparation to practice painting with his left hand early in case of emergencies, nor did he have the magic skill to control the paintbrush by swinging his legs and lifting his toes. This car accident destroyed his right hand. At his age Gentle, his hands won't recover well, he's half disabled, and he can't even support himself, so how can he support Cheng Mu, who in his eyes is very delicate.

But there are more serious problems, he needs time to tame the beast in his heart, before he can talk about other things.

Wei Jin was a bit reticent at first, and he was not good at complaining. He couldn't continue with these words, so he just let out a cold breath: "Brother Ji, let's go up and wait first." Cheng Mu is a delicate person, and this burn is the most serious on her.

Wei Jin was still worried.