C77 (1/2)
Gu Xi Jue adjusted his breathing, stared at Xia Lan, and questioned him with a venomous tongue: ”Why are you so heavy?”
”What are your injuries?” Xia Lan was anxious, she was not in the mood to argue with him.
This time, Xia Lan understood that he must have injured her hand.
”Do you want to go to the hospital?” Xia Lan asked.
Gu Xi Jue looked at the time, ”Hurry up, otherwise we won't be able to make it in time.”
According to his own estimation, it was not broken. It should be a fracture.
”What would happen if you fell with a heavyweight on top of you and hit the concrete steps?” Gu Xi Jue asked with furrowed brows.
”...” Xia Lan lowered her head and did not speak.
”Are you saying that you can't see the road while standing by the side of the road?” Gu Xi Jue did not let her go just because she did not speak. Recalling the scene just now, it was truly very dangerous.
If he didn't hold her back, judging by the speed, it wouldn't be as simple as a broken wrist or a broken wrist.
When the two of them arrived at the hospital, they took a photo. The doctor saw that it was indeed a broken bone.
The doctor treated Gu Xi Jue with gypsum and prescribed some anti-inflammatory medicine and bone healing medicine before letting him leave the hospital.
Xia Lan had been following Gu Xi Jue the entire way. Her attitude was extremely good, and she would do whatever she was told to do obediently.
No matter what, Xia Lan felt very guilty about being injured because of her.
After the two of them returned to the hotel, they packed their luggage without stopping. This was because their return ticket was for today.
After Xia Lan finished packing her luggage, she dragged his luggage to Gu Xi Jue's room. When she entered his room, she realized that his luggage was still hanging in the closet.
”Gourmet, why aren't you packing your luggage yet?” Gu Xi Jue used his eyes to look at his wrist. His arrogant expression seemed to be saying: My hand is covered with plaster.
Without him saying anything, Xia Lan had already understood what he meant and pulled out of his luggage compartment. He said: ”Understood, I'll help you clean up.”
He folded the clothes that Gu Xi Jue had brought along with him one by one and put them into a box along with a suit. When Xia Lan picked up the last piece of clothes, she saw that on the partition of the wardrobe, there was a pouch for her underwear.
Xia Lan's small face suddenly blushed, she sneaked a glance at Gu Xi Jue, only to realize that he was looking at his phone and not her, so she quickly grabbed her underwear bag and stuffed it back into the box.
When Gu Xi Jue thought that he did not see it and was feeling proud of himself, Gu Xi Jue suddenly opened his mouth: ”The underwear bag is in the left side of the storage space.”
With that, Xia Lan's face turned even redder. Wasn't he looking at his phone, how did she know … …
”What's there to be shy about? Aren't you going to wear it?” Gu Xi Jue acted as if he was deliberately going against her. He clearly knew why she was shy, but he still insisted.
It was as if he said this just to see her shy.
Xia Lan lowered her head without saying a word, and following his instructions, she placed the underwear case into the designated space.
Then he slammed his suitcase shut.
Seeing her unhappy attitude, Gu Xi Jue fixed his deep eyes on her and complained in an extremely helpless tone: ”Don't think that you're wronged just because you helped me do something. If it wasn't for the fact that my hand was injured, you wouldn't even be needed.”
”Got it, this is what I should do.” Xia Lan swallowed his anger and said.