Chapter 22

"I'm not unhappy." Jiang Yu is not a character who likes to publicize undecided things to make others worry about him, so he quickly changed the subject, "By the way, Zhuang Lian, how do you think about living in school?? Do you want to move out?"

Zhuang Lian turned back indifferently and stopped talking.

Just when Jiang Yu thought he would stop talking, he suddenly gave a very soft "hmm", paused slightly, frowned and said, "I'm still thinking about it."

"Okay." Jiang Yu squinted his eyes and smiled at him, "Then think about it quickly."

The two slowly went downstairs to buy water from the vending machine and went home. Jiang Yu brought two bottles to Qin Sheng and Dai Ziming, and sent them a message along the way.

He didn't notice that Zhuang Lian beside him looked at his tender neck when he lowered his head, and naturally he didn't notice Zhuang Lian's gloomy eyes when he saw the two extra bottles of water in his hand.

After a while, Zhuang Lian turned his eyes away.

The loudspeaker has already started playing running music, Dai Ziming is probably squatting in some grass to laze in the water, Qin Sheng is not running, he is playing basketball in the gymnasium.

Jiang Yu couldn't hold back and chatted with Dai Ziming for a while, when he suddenly heard a crackling sound coming from beside him, he was startled, looked to the side, and saw Zhuang Lian standing helplessly beside him, the crutch that should have been in his handIt has slipped away.

Jiang Yu looked at the crutches under the stairs in a daze, and then at Zhuang Lian, "Why did you lose your crutches?"

Zhuang Lian looked down at his right hand, then turned his head to look at Jiang Yu when he heard the words, and silently prepared to go down to pick up the crutches.

"Forget it, don't move, I'll pick it up." Jiang Yu stopped him, picked up the phone and went downstairs, picked up the crutches and ran up again, and was about to return it to him, when he suddenly caught a glimpse of Zhuang Lian's palmHong, like blood, immediately grabbed his hand and asked nervously, "Zhuang Lian, is your hand bleeding?"

Jiang Yu stood one step lower in front of Zhuang Lian, raised a pair of pure and ignorant eyes to look at him worriedly, and covered Zhuang Lian's hands with white and tender fingers, wanting to break away his clenched fingers,He said tentatively, "Show me?"

The soft force is like a kitten's paw scratching someone.

"..." Zhuang Lian's Adam's apple rolled slightly, and his hands unconsciously clenched tighter and tighter, even his finger bones turned blue and white.

Jiang Yu: "..." It's fine if you don't give it, as for?

Jiang Yu withdrew his hand a little embarrassingly, and was about to say no, when Zhuang Lian suddenly let go of his fingers, and took the initiative to reveal his bloody palm.Jiang Yu took a breath, and suddenly remembered that Zhuang Lian had gauze wrapped around his hands on his birthday, saying that Zhuang Ling burned his hands with a cigarette butt.

...how did he forget.

He also asked Zhuang Lian to accompany him to the monitoring room to check the monitoring.

The cigarette butt burned Zhuang Lian's palm into several shocking holes, and the thin layer of meat membrane that had just formed was torn apart, and blood beads continued to ooze out.Trembling slightly.Jiang Yu felt a phantom pain in his palm when he looked at it, no wonder Zhuang Lian's crutch fell off.

... The Zhuang family really did not restrain Zhuang Ling's venting of anger towards Zhuang Lian at all.

Jiang Yu became a little angry when he thought about it.

Zhuang Lian's dark pupils were like a bottomless cold pool. He looked gloomyly at the expression on Hui Jiang Yu's tender face. Seeing the bright self-blame and anger on his face, his eyes gradually deepened, confirming Jiang Yu's attentionIt has been completely placed on him, without giving even a little to the two people, the corners of the lips curled slightly.After a while, he withdrew his hand and said, "Give me the crutch."

"Farewell." Jiang Yu didn't give it to him, walked up to his step and stood on his right hand, took a deep breath to suppress his anger at Zhuang Ling, and smiled again, "You still want to do this when your hands are like this?"Are you using crutches? How about lending me to use?"

Zhuang Lian looked at him deeply.

"I'm going to get used to Qin Sheng being a human crutch." Jiang Yu muttered suddenly, and after finishing speaking, he was amused.

"..." Zhuang Lian's brows and eyes flashed a gloomy look, and when Jiang Yu looked over in doubt, he returned to normal.

"Forget it." Jiang Yu repented temporarily, ran up a few steps and said, "You wait here for a while, I will put these back, and then take you to the infirmary to have a look."

Zhuang Lian silently watched Jiang Yu's figure going upstairs, curling his fingers hanging by his side slightly.After a while, Jiang Yu came back quickly, and took Zhuang Lian to the school's infirmary to see him.

The school's infirmary is more than ten minutes away from the teaching building, and it is not far from a long corridor full of wisteria flowers.This time there was only one female teacher in the infirmary who was playing with her mobile phone. She put away her mobile phone when she saw them coming in. After seeing Zhuang Lian's hand, she went to get the medicine and asked them to wipe it. She sat back by herself.

Jiang Yu took Zhuang Lian and sat on the side to apply medicine to his hand, and after a while he asked the female teacher, "Teacher, is my classmate's hand okay if I don't bandage it?"

"It's okay." The female teacher looked at Zhuang Lian's hand again and said patiently, "It's hot now, and it's not good to be stuffy. Has he dealt with it before?"

Jiang Yu said, "Yes."

"I guess it is." The female teacher said, "Just be careful not to touch it."

Jiang Yu stared worriedly at Zhuang Lian's plastered feet, thought for a while and asked, "Zhuang Lian, how long will it take to remove the plaster cast on your feet?"

On the day Zhuang Lian got the plaster cast, they went to the hospital together. The doctor said that the plaster cast would be fine for a while, but didn't say how long it would be.Now Zhuang Lian's hand is injured again, his foot is still not healed, and his body is still injured, so he has to go back to the dealer's house to be angry.

What a miserable puppy.

Jiang Yu's eyes on Zhuang Lian instantly became loving.

"..." Zhuang Lian just moved the corner of his lower lip when the female teacher interrupted, "What's wrong with his foot?"

Jiang Yu didn't notice Zhuang Lian, and replied to the female teacher, "I sprained it."

The female teacher said, "Is it serious? Did you hurt the bones? If you didn't hurt the bones, you can recover in about 20 days and the plaster cast can be removed."

Jiang Yu counted the time in his mind, turned his head to look at Zhuang Lian, but saw Zhuang Lian looked away indifferently.

"?" Jiang Yu didn't understand what happened to Zhuang Lian yet, but just as he was about to speak, the door of the infirmary was suddenly knocked open, and a group of people carrying a person came in noisy, and hurriedly called the teacher.

"Teacher!! Help!!!"

The female teacher was startled, and rushed over to ask them to put him down on the hospital bed, "What's wrong with him?"

Jiang Yu stretched out his head to take a look, and saw that the boy who was carried in was covered in blood, his face and both hands were bruised, the cloth on his knees was ragged, his bloody knees were exposed, he seemed to have fallen, and he fellNot lightly, he raised a hand angrily.

A boy grabbed the hand with a "snap" and howled like a treasure, "Same table, same table! Don't leave me and the child alone!"

Jiang Yu couldn't hold back, "...Poof."

"..." There was a soft hissing sound in his ear, and Jiang Yu hurriedly turned his head, seeing Zhuang Lian taking a cotton swab and applying medicine to himself, so strong that it seemed that it was not his own hand.As if deep, the corners of the lips were pressed into a cold arc.

"Hey, what are you doing? Don't you feel pain?" Jiang Yu also hissed, snatched Zhuang Lian's cotton swab and forbade him to continue. The mobile phone in his pocket suddenly vibrated, making Jiang Yu's stomach tingle.

Jiang Yu threw the cotton swab into the trash can, took out his mobile phone, and looked down. It was another anonymous text message.

Stranger: Why did you block me?

Stranger: Baby.

Stranger: really want to lock up the baby.

Stranger: Think about it, think about it, think about it, think about it, think about it, think about it, think about it, think about it, think about it, think about it, think about it.