Chapter 166 A Bit Weird
Is it really a minor injury?
Wen Zhile looked at the blood on the gauze and didn't quite believe it.
Jing Fan didn't want to say more. He paused for a second and asked, "What are you doing in the hospital?"
"Who's hurt?"
Fang Mi saw him looking at him and shook his head and replied, "I came to visit the patient."
The man narrowed his eyes and said, "Are you ready to go home? I'll give you a ride."
Fang Mi glanced at Wen Zhile and said, "Brother Jing, please send Zhile home. I'll take a taxi back."
"I'm afraid not."
Jing Fanwei raised his hand that was wrapped around the gauze: "My hands can't drive, Zhile can't drive either, so you're the only one left."
Then he threw the car keys over to me and said, "You drive."
Fang Mie took the key reflexively, feeling a little bad.
Did Jing Kun even tell his brother that she had learned to drive? If you want to tell him, why didn't he also tell him that she hadn't driven since she learned to drive?
Wen Zhile realized later that they knew each other and were quite familiar with each other.
She had seen Jing Fan chatting with his classmates on the day of the dinner. He was very polite and it was obvious that he was not serious. However, his expression was genuine when he talked to Senior Fang.
However, this familiarity was one-sided on Jing Fan's part. The senior sister probably wasn't familiar with him, otherwise she wouldn't have refused such a ready-made ride.
But now she has to drive.
The little girl observed the man's expression and thought for a while: "This place is not far from my home. I can go home by myself. You can just take me on a detour."
Just then a taxi came towards her, and she waved: "I'll go first."
Fang Mi watched her get into the car and waved goodbye.
Jing Fan got into the passenger seat first: "It's time for us to go."
Fang Mi got into the car and started it with gritted teeth: "Brother Jing, sit still."
Jing Fan smiled and said, "Don't be nervous. I won't blame you even if something happens."
After saying this, Fang Mi became more nervous.
If something happened to Jing Fan in the car she was driving, wouldn't he be doomed?
"I opened it."
The car zigzagged onto the road, moving as slowly as walking. After more than ten minutes, Fang Mi dared to speed up. Before speeding up, he specifically reminded Jing Fan.
Jing Fan smiled and said, "We are old acquaintances. You don't have to call me Brother Jing all the time. It sounds strange."
Fang Mi's full attention was on the steering wheel, and he responded casually when he heard it.
Jing Fan glanced at her and said, "I heard from Jing Kun that you have someone you like?"
Fang Mi: “Ah?”
"Do your uncle and aunt know?"
“I don’t think I know.”
"When are you going to tell them?"
"I won't tell you."
There was a red light ahead, and Fang Mi quickly stepped on the brakes.
The car stopped steadily, and she breathed a sigh of relief. She finally had time to answer seriously: "There is no such thing as someone I like. I don't have one. Don't listen to Jing Kun's nonsense."
"What should I call you then?"
Jing Fan looked out the car window. It was already getting dark and there were many people riding bicycles on the road rushing home.
"Just call me by my name."
Fang Mi was stunned: "Not good, right?"
Jing Fan looked at her: "What's wrong with it?"
In the limited space of the carriage, the two looked at each other.
Fang Mi felt a little uncomfortable, so he looked away first to look at the traffic light.
"You are a few years older than me. It's not polite to call you by your full name."
"..." Jing Fan smiled slightly, "Jing Kun also calls me by my name. You and Jing Kun are the same age, so it's okay for him to call me by my name."
This reason is too strong.
Fang Mi wondered suspiciously whether he had taken the wrong medicine.
"Xiaojiu, that's a bit strange." Wen Zhile got out of the car at the gate of his family's compound and walked quickly inside against the cold wind.
"The city government is in the city center. Why did Jing Fan go to a hospital in the north of the city to get his hand bandaged?"