The young master thought he was the queen of cannon fodder

There are not many people in the infirmary at the moment, the doctor checked and said, "It's just a sprain, just apply an ice pack."

With that said, he took out an ice pack.

Qin Si naturally reached out to take it, "Thank you."

The doctor froze for a moment, then said that he had something to do, and left the infirmary.

Qin Si held an ice pack in one hand, looked at Lin Jian who was in a daze, and didn't know what the other party was thinking at the moment, with a pair of almond eyes wide open, staring blankly.

He hesitated for a moment, then stretched out his hand to hold Lin Jian's leg and put it on his own.

Lin Jian came back to his senses, noticed his movement, and immediately turned pale with fright. He moved his leg and wanted to retract it, but was held down by the other party. He was dissatisfied, "What are you doing?"

Qin Si's expression remained unchanged, he shook the ice pack in his hand, "I'll give you an ice pack."

Seeing this, Lin Jian had no choice but to say reluctantly, "Okay, then...be gentle."

The last two words were in a low voice, but Qin Si still heard them clearly, and chuckled lightly, "En."

Lin Jian glared at him dissatisfied, hum, this guy is actually laughing, don't think he doesn't know that the other party is laughing at him.

Qin Si held Lin Jian's ankle with one hand, felt that the ankle was a little cold, and couldn't help frowning, "Why are you wearing such short pants?"

It's the end of October now, and it's sometimes cold when you wear a coat, but Lin Jian is still wearing pants that leak through her ankles. It's conceivable that she must be cold.

Lin Jian wanted to shake his foot when he heard the words, but remembered that his ankle was sprained, so he could only hold back, but this did not prevent him from shouting, "Don't you think it looks good in this dress?"

After finishing speaking, he glanced at Qin Si's trouser legs, the ankles were tightly wrapped, hum, the soil is dead, and it was supported by Qin Si's appearance.

Qin Si didn't speak, feeling that the ice pack in his hand was almost gone, so he carefully applied the ice pack to the sprained area, looked up at Lin Jian, and was relieved to see that he was not in great pain.

Qin Si, "Aren't you cold with exposed ankles?"

To be honest, it was a bit cold, but Lin Jian shook her head and insisted, "It's not cold at all."

Qin Si, "You will get rheumatism."

Lin Jian raised her eyebrows, "No way! I'm young!"

Qin Si looked at him and raised his eyebrows, "For good looks?"

Lin Jian raised her chin, "Hmm~"

Qin Si was helpless, "Is it important to look good or to be healthy?"

The pretty Lin Jian didn't hesitate, "Of course it's important to look good."

Qin Si didn't think the answer was so surprising, he looked at Lin Jian and said, "How can you look good with your ankles exposed?"

Lin Jian snorted, "You don't understand."

Qin Si picked up the ice pack and checked his ankles. He didn't know if he was blocked by Lin Jian and didn't continue this topic.

After the doctor came back, he took another ointment for Lin Jian. Qin Si took the ointment and carefully applied it to him with a cotton swab.

The ointment was a bit cool, but Qin Si's hands were extremely hot. He didn't feel it when his foot hurt just now, but now it didn't hurt much, and his senses became more and more obvious. He moved his ankle uncomfortably. But Qin Si's grip was even tighter.

Qin Si frowned, "Don't move around, it will hurt."

After all, Lin Jian was still afraid of pain, and immediately sat obediently when he heard him say this. He had nothing to do left and right, and could only focus on Qin Si who was seriously applying the medicine to him.

Because he was afraid of his pain, the other party almost used a cotton swab to roll and apply it little by little, so the speed was very slow.

With his head down, he could clearly see the other's long eyelashes. Lin Jian realized that he hadn't noticed before that the other's eyelashes were so long.

He reached out to touch his eyelashes, and he probably compared them in his heart, um...they were on par.

Feeling Qin Si let go of his foot, Lin Jian came back to his senses, "Are you ready?"

"En." Qin Si nodded, put away the ointment, and made a gesture to carry Lin Jian back, but was rejected by the other party.

Lin Jian thought of her embarrassing experience today, and felt that she still needed to regain her last dignity, "Hey, you should help me go back, thank you."

Seeing this, Qin Si didn't force him, let Lin Jian put one hand on his shoulder, put his arm through Lin Jian's armpit, and carefully helped him go out bit by bit.

When Lin Jian was in the classroom, just as he sat on the stool, a group of people immediately surrounded him.

"Lin Jian, are you okay? How's your foot?"

"Lao Huang just asked about you guys, but don't worry, we've already told you about it."

"..."

Qin Si looked at Lin Jian surrounded by a group of people, his eyes darkened. The other party was obviously used to such a scene, and he replied to the students who cared about him in a unified way. Just when the class bell rang, a group of people reluctantly left. open.

Maybe it was because of a sprained foot, but Lin Jian wasn't too sleepy at the moment, but he didn't attend the class, and took out the papers to do the questions on his own.

After sleeping in a few more classes in the afternoon, when he heard the school bell, he sat up dazedly and skillfully took out his empty schoolbag, and turned to see Qin Si still sitting on his seat.

He scratched his head, "Why don't you leave?"

Qin Si glanced at his ankle, "waiting for you."

Oh, I almost forgot that I sprained my ankle. Lin Jian sighed, thinking that the classroom was so far away from the school gate, she didn't want to move anymore, thinking whether to tell the driver and drive the car in later.

It's definitely not going to work now, the school is full of people.

Perhaps seeing through Lin Jian's thoughts, Qin Si stood up and simply cleaned the table, "Let's go, I'll carry you on my back."

Lin Jian's eyes lit up when he heard the words, but he was a little embarrassed, and his heart became more and more entangled. Qin Si is fine, shouldn't he be prejudiced against the other party?

The current protagonist Gong doesn't seem to be crooked, and he can't do that kind of cool and forest-poor thing, well, treat him better in the future.

He is not a hypocritical person either. Now that he has thought clearly, he simply stretched out his hands, "Then you squat down a little, I can't reach it."

Even Lin Jian himself didn't realize that his voice had subconsciously softened a lot, sounding like a spoiled child.

Qin Si's heart trembled, but there was no change on his face, and he carried Lin Jian silently.

Qin Si was a little silent along the way, and Lin Jian couldn't calm down to fight that kind of thing. He endured and endured, and finally he couldn't hold it back. He curiously approached Qin Si's ear, "Qin Si? Do you think I'm heavy?"

The warm breath sprayed on Qin Si's ears, his ears went numb, his movements froze, and he couldn't recover for a while, so he could only walk mechanically with his remaining consciousness.

But Lin Jian misunderstood what he meant, thinking that the other party thought he was heavy, and was too embarrassed to say so, so she had to keep silent.

Young Master Lin has some doubts about his life. Since he was a child, everyone in his family always talked about him being too thin, so he always felt that he was quite thin.

Could it be that his thinness is just a family filter?But when he looked in the mirror, he looked very thin.

Lin Jian was so angry that his mouth could hang an oil pot, "Hmph!!!"

Hearing Lin Jian's angry voice, Qin Si finally came back to his senses, realized that the young master might be a little angry, and smiled inwardly, feeling cute, "It's not heavy, it's very light."

Lin Jian really stopped pouting when he heard this, but he still muttered in dissatisfaction, "Then why didn't you talk just now? Don't you think I'm heavy in your heart?"

"No." Qin Si walked towards the car on the side of the road, "I was thinking about something else just now."

Lin Jian nodded, reluctantly believing the explanation.

The driver of the Lin family saw Lin Jian being carried on his back from a distance, and was taken aback. He opened the door and said, "Oh, what's wrong, young master? Are you injured? Where are you injured?"

Lin Jian sat on the seat and shook her head, "It's okay, I just twisted my foot."

The driver breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good."

Lin Jian nodded and looked at Qin Si with bright almond eyes, "Come up here."

After finishing speaking, he stretched out his hand to hold Qin Si's hand and pulled it in. Seeing Qin Si sitting down, he said, "From now on, you can go home with me. I've told Uncle Qin that your driver has resigned." , It takes a lot of time to recruit a driver.”

Qin Si, who didn't even know when his driver resigned, "."

His expression remained unchanged, and he nodded, "Okay."

When she got home, Zhang Lan heard the driver say that Lin Jian had sprained her ankle, and felt distressed again. She held Lin Jian's hand and her eyes were red, "My poor Nao Nao, you said your head injury is the only way to heal, why is your foot hurt?" It's twisted again, let mom see, why is this foot swollen like this? Why don't we ask for leave these days and don't go to school. "

Lin Qinghua nodded beside him, "That's right, anyway, you don't attend classes at school."

Zhang Lan frowned upon hearing this, "How do you talk?"

Lin Qinghua immediately changed his words, "What I mean is, learning at home is learning too much, it doesn't really matter whether you go to school or not."

After Lin Jian finished her meal in twos and twos, she didn't agree to Zhang Lan's words, and was helped to study in the study.

It was already midnight when he finished his studies, and when he returned to his room, he realized that something was wrong. All the pants in the closet had been replaced with new ones, and the length was uniformly longer than before. Anyway, it was the length that could cover the ankles.

He suspected that he had fallen in love with someone almost immediately, turned on the phone angrily, and questioned Qin Si.

[Lin Jian]: Did you sue my mother?

Hmph, it's a pity that he felt that he was a little bad to Qin Si before, and thought about treating him better in the future, but this guy turned around and complained, it was too much!

Qin Si knew what Lin Jian was talking about without even thinking about it, he didn't want to lie to Lin Jian.

[Qin Si]: Well, I told my aunt.

I didn't expect the other party to be so frank, Lin Jian couldn't be punished all at once.

[Qin Si]: I'm sorry, I'm just afraid that you will be cold, but it's my fault to meddle in your affairs without authorization. It's okay if you blame me, it's my fault, and you should be angry, but these are nothing compared to your health. A piece of cake.

Lin Jian, "."

He has always been soft and not tough, Qin Si apologized so sincerely, but he didn't know what to do, and most of the anger in his heart disappeared for a while.

[Lin Jian]: Hmph!I slept.

Qin Si heaved a sigh of relief when he saw the news, and his eyes fell on the book he found out urgently, and saw "How to Become a Master of Tea Art" written on the cover.

It seemed that this book was indeed very useful. He carefully put the book away, and placed it beside the bed with a serious face.

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