Jian Xiu and Ji Mi also stopped in a dimly lit tree-lined path about a few dozen meters away from the inpatient department.
"Ji Mi, please go." Jian Xiu's voice rang out.
Fang Jianjin was hiding behind the car, less than three meters away from the two people, so he could naturally hear their conversation.
"Brother Xiu?" Ji Mi's tone was very hurt.
"Go away. I told you I don't want to see you again." Jian Xiu's voice was very low and suppressed.
It was obvious that even though his legs, feet and knees had been treated in the emergency room, the pain was still tormenting him.
"Brother Xiu, I'm really sorry for what happened back then, but can you give me a chance to make it up to you? I really don't have any ill intentions, I just like—"
"Ji Mi, the doctor said I will never be able to stand up again." Jian Xiu interrupted her.
Ji Mi was slightly stunned.
Jian Xiu continued, "I'm destined to be in a wheelchair for the rest of my life. Even so, you're still going to spend your whole life paying for what you call your guilt?"
Ji Mi was a little bit unbelievable, her eyes stayed on his legs, "How, how is it possible?"
"You only like the old Jian Xiu. Are you sure you like me as I am now?" Jian Xiu asked again.
Ji Mi choked, and faced with his sharp gaze, she didn't know how to answer for a moment.
She lowered her eyes, feeling very confused.
Still unable to accept this fact, she couldn't help but ask, "You're saying this on purpose to reject me, right, Brother Xiu? God wouldn't be so cruel, right?"
"If I had lied to you, I wouldn't be here and I wouldn't suddenly need to be hospitalized."
After hearing what Jian Xiu said, Ji Mi's heart sank.
She stared at Jian Xiu stupidly, unable to accept this fact.
She had been looking forward to him standing up. It was because she knew how outstanding he had been that she felt sorry for his current situation and found it so hard to accept it.
Jian Xiu didn't want to say anything more and just pushed his wheelchair forward.
The moment he passed by, Ji Mi felt that the wheels of the wheelchair were crushing her heart, her youthful love...
But her feet seemed to be glued to the spot and she couldn't move.
She knew that what Jian Xiu said was just words of dissuasion, but she had to consider it seriously.
She used to think that Jian Xiu could recover, but if he really couldn't stand up, what should she do? Would she really stay with him?
Not to mention that Jian Xiu didn't like her in the first place, even if he did, how long could their platonic spiritual love last?
In the end, she stood there without moving, but watched Jian Xiu push the wheelchair into the inpatient department alone.
Just as she stood there in despair, Fang Jianjin was also confused.
In the past, Lu Shanshan had asked her more than once, "What should she do if Jian Xiu can never stand up?" Her mother also emphasized Jian Xiu's leg disease because she misunderstood that she was with Jian Xiu.
This is a reality that she cannot escape even if she wants to.
The two confessions I made earlier were more impulsive. Have I ever really faced this problem?
If Jian Xiu continues to be like this today, she can't even help someone up by herself. What else can she do?
Picking his nails, Fang Jianjin fell into hesitation.
But when she saw Jian Xiu pushing his wheelchair into the inpatient building alone, and thought about how he was about to face the doctors, nurses, and an unfamiliar environment alone, and that he might even have difficulty handing the documents to the doctor at the front desk to process his admission, her heart instantly tightened.
Before she could think about it, she had already started to catch up.
Just as Ji Mi was about to leave, she saw a familiar figure running out from behind the car and hurried towards the inpatient department.
She looked carefully and found that it was Fang Jianjin.
Didn't she leave? Why is she here again?
Thinking of something, Ji Mi hesitated for a moment and followed.
*
When Fang Jianjin arrived, Jian Zheng was trying hard to raise his hand to hand the admission form to the doctor.
Then, the doctor's voice came from the microphone.
"First, pay the hospital fee of 3,000 yuan in advance. Any excess will be refunded or supplemented."
Jian Zheng was about to take out his cell phone, but suddenly found that he was sent here by Fang Jianjin, and his cell phone was left in the store, so he didn't bring anything with him.
"Scan this code, right?" Fang Jianjin's voice suddenly appeared.
"Yes," the doctor replied.
Jian Xiu looked up in surprise and saw Fang Jianjin holding his phone and pointing it at the QR code on the window.
"Okay, did you receive it?" Fang Jianjin asked towards the window.
"Okay." Soon, the receipt was printed out. The doctor handed her one copy and said, "Keep this receipt. You'll need it when you check out. Make sure you keep it. Also, take the admission form to the sixth floor's Department of Joint Surgery to find a bed."
"Okay, thank you, doctor!" Fang Jianjin took it alone and handed it to Jian Xiu. "Here, did you hear me? Keep it and remember to pay me back later."
Jian Xiu reached out to take the receipt. They both held the receipt in their hands at the same time. His eyes paused on the receipt, then he looked up at her and asked, "Why are you back?"
"Who will pay for you if I don't come back?" Fang Jianjin said, then let go of his hand, walked behind him, pushed his wheelchair and walked towards the elevator.
However, Jian Xiu pulled the handbrake of his wheelchair when passing the waiting area.
Fang Jianjin suddenly couldn't push anymore, so he couldn't help asking, "What's wrong? Are you going to ask me to go back again?"
Jian Xiu was silenced by her retort.
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