Jane Sanshao's love story

Chapter 25 I Still Trust You?

"Unfair", these three words, are the central theme of Jiang Fengli's cursing.

God is unfair to her, fate is unfair to her, and opportunity is unfair to her.

Cursing and cursing turned into unfairness to her by her family, unfairness to her by the society, and in the end, unfairness to her by everyone.

And among all of them, Jian Qiubai was the most scolded.

Who asked him to be born into someone else's arms in his previous life and owe her his life?

After feeding Jiang Fengli the medicine and making her feel comfortable, Jian Qiubai cleaned up and washed, ready to go to work.

Because the hospital is not far from where he lives, Jian Qiubai would always run there in order to save one dollar for the bus.

Just as he was trotting towards the hospital against the wind, the phone in his pocket suddenly buzzed and vibrated.

Looking at the caller ID on the screen, Jian Qiubai immediately swiped the answer button, then picked it up and put it to his ear, "Hello?" Because of the wind, his voice sounded a bit noisy.

"Have you gone to the hospital?" Yuan Chengyi's cold voice came from the microphone.

Jian Qiubai paused when he was striding forward, and after a long sigh of relief, he lied calmly and said, "I've been there, the doctor took a film and said it's nothing serious."

"is it?"

"Ah."

"Where are you now?"

Jian Qiubai was stunned for a moment, and said haha, "Where can it be, at the gate of Qinghe Hospital, I'll come out after getting the medicine."

Yuan Chengyi sneered, "I'm also at the gate of Qinghe, why didn't I see you?"

Jian Qiubai had nothing to say, and murmured for a while before muffled, "I'm sorry."

"you are lying?"

"I did not do it on purpose."

"Which time was it intentional?"

"Really sorry."

"Jian Qiubai." Yuan Chengyi gritted his teeth and said, "I really shouldn't believe anything you say anymore, a liar who once accused me of abducting him with a red mouth and white teeth, I still think I can believe his words, I It really is two hundred and five."

After speaking, Yuan Chengyi hung up the phone.

Jian Qiubai listened weakly to the beeping on the other end of the phone, and the cold wind hit his face, all along his neck and into his heart.

Really cold.

He thought that no one would be able to hurt him because of the iron wall, but he didn't expect that his simple sentence, I will never believe you again, actually made him feel out of breath.

He overestimated his toughness and underestimated Yuan Chengyi's influence on him.

Standing in the cold wind for a while, Jian Qiubai finally put the phone back into his pocket, took a breath in his hand, and continued walking.

Classes still have to go.

You can't stop living because you are in a bad mood.

When approaching the gate of the hospital, Jian Qiubai received a text message from the director of their dermatology office, saying that it was cold and wanted to buy a cup of hot drink for everyone, and asked Jian Qiubai to drop by.

Jian Qiubai wanted to refuse at first, because he had an injury on his arm, and there were more than a dozen doctors in the office. It was not easy work to buy more than a dozen cups of hot drinks and carry them upstairs, as it was easy to cause the wound to be strained again.

But when he typed out the words "No, I'm not feeling well" and was about to press the send button, he suddenly saw another text message from the director.

"Help buy hot drinks, but there will be travel expenses, haha."

Travel expenses.

Jian Qiubai made a few calculations in his heart again.

Pursing his lips and thinking for a while, he deleted the words he had edited and was about to reject, and replaced them with "Okay."

Jian Qiubai stuffed the phone into his coat pocket, stomped his feet, turned around and ran to a drink shop behind him.

It was past ten o'clock when thirteen cups of hot coffee were taken out of the shop. Enduring the pain in the wound, Jian Qiubai walked quickly to the hospital with a plastic bag on it.

It was already 10:30 when Xiao ran to the hospital. Jian Qiubai was about to get on the elevator to go to the office when he suddenly saw a man leaning against the front desk of the hospital.

"Yuan Chengyi!" Jian Qiubai stared at the person in front of him with wide eyes.

Jian Qiubai walked up to him and blurted out, "Why are you here? Didn't you just say that you were at Qinghe Hospital?"

Yuan Chengyi sneered, "If you are allowed to lie to me, are you not allowed to lie to you?"

Jian Qiubai's eyes flickered, "I didn't mean that."

Just as he was talking, a child came rushing not far away, rushed past Jian Qiubai in a panic, and the corner of his clothes happened to be caught in the plastic bag of hot drinks in his hand.

Jian Qiubai cried out in pain as she was pulled and rubbed her shoulders.

The little boy stopped in a daze.

Yuan Chengyi gritted his teeth and cursed, took the hot drink bag from Jian Qiubai, opened his mouth and cursed at the little boy, "You don't have eyes, do you?"

Jian Qiubai pushed his shoulder, "He's still a child, it wasn't on purpose."

Yuan Chengyi snorted and didn't speak.

Jian Qiubai lowered her body, rubbed the child's head and said, "It's okay, my brother was playing with you just now, don't be afraid, if you have something to do, go first."

The little boy blinked his big eyes, and said to Jian Qiubai in a childlike voice, "Thank you, big brother."

After speaking, he turned and ran.

Holding the bag, Yuan Chengyi said with a gloomy face, "Smiling at such a brat, it's useless. You can only beat him. If you don't beat him, he won't have a long memory."

Jian Qiubai's forehead twitched slightly, "The kid didn't do anything serious."

"No crime yet? He almost pulled your arm off, okay?"

"What's pulling it off, what are you doing? I'm not Nezha, my arms are made of meat, not lotus root, so I'm not that fragile."

Yuan Chengyi frowned sullenly, "Is it okay for me to meddle in my own business?"

Jian Qiubai's heart palpitated, and she drooped her eyelids and said, "Thank you for your concern."

"I don't care about you!" Yuan Chengyi explained solemnly, "I'm just afraid that if your hand is broken, I won't be able to use it at night."

Jian Qiubai's face flushed red, and he faltered, "Are you interesting? Talk nonsense to the public."

Yuan Chengyi didn't answer his words, but raised his arm and raised the plastic bag and asked, "Who brought this hot drink?"

Jian Qiubai looked up and explained, "The doctors and nurses in our department."

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