Lu Yibei brought Ji Qingqian to the First Affiliated Hospital of Jiangda University.
The last time I came to the hospital was the last time.
The smell of disinfectant still lingered in my nostrils.
The two hurried through the hospital and finally found Qiao Sinian and Cheng Mingli in the emergency room.
They sat together on a public bench in the hallway.
Qiao Sinian was somewhat grief-stricken.
Cheng Mingli, on the other hand, showed a rather indifferent expression.
Judging from her expression alone, it would be easy to think that Qiao Sinian was the one who was injured.
But in reality, if you look down even a little bit, you'll see that Cheng Mingli's forearm is in a cast.
Lu Yibei hadn't spoken yet.
Cheng Mingli keenly noticed them.
"—North!"
He had barely let out a yell when a nurse who happened to be passing by warned him:
"No shouting allowed in the hospital—"
Lu Yibei: ...
Cheng Mingli: ...
So, whether it's the one who shouts out or the one who gets shouted at, they're both pretty embarrassed.
Lu Yibei practically wanted to turn around and run away.
But since people have already seen him, he still has to do something to show his appreciation.
He walked over expressionlessly.
I stared at Cheng Mingli's arm, which was in a cast and tied around his neck after his injury.
After watching silently for a while, Lu Yibei finally reached out.
I knocked twice.
Ding ding.
"…hey-hey."
Ding ding.
"Wow, team, nice equipment—" Lu Yibei praised.
Cheng Mingli: ...
Lu Yibei looked at the speechless Cheng Mingli, and then asked:
"Do you feel like this scenario has happened before?"
Cheng Mingli: "...Yes."
"Me too."
Lu Yibei hummed in agreement and nodded: "Don't tell me there's another basketball game, I'm not playing."
Cheng Mingli smiled憨厚ly: "No."
"So what happened? Was it another act of heroism?"
Lu Yibei asked casually, but Cheng Mingli nodded sincerely: "Yes, yes."
"...After saving some child, you got too cocky and accidentally tripped and broke your wrist?" Lu Yibei asked.
"Nonsense—"
Cheng Mingli patted his chest with his good hand: "Your brother here is a hero this time—if I saw someone harassing a girl, would I not step in? You agree, right?"
Upon hearing this, Lu Yibei was slightly surprised:
"So how did you get your hand injured?"
"That bastard gave me a folding stool, nothing serious."
Upon hearing this, Lu Yibei raised an eyebrow slightly, about to say something, when Cheng Mingli waved his hand, indicating that he didn't need to worry: "The doctor said it's much milder than last time, and it should be better in less than a month..."
He seemed completely unconcerned, but Qiao Sinian's usually dashing brows furrowed tightly, and she couldn't help but burst into a tirade:
"Is this a question of good or bad? Why are you so impulsive!"
The shout startled Cheng Mingli, whose massive frame was over six feet tall. He quickly said, "Old Qiao, the doctor said we can't shout in the hospital..."
Qiao Sinian stopped talking.
She sat on a public bench, elbows propped on her legs, and smoothed her bangs with both hands. Under her merciless touch, her bangs looked pitifully frizzy.
Compared to her hair, Qiao Sinian's attitude was more irritable.
Lu Yibei looked at Qiao Sinian…
After Cheng Mingli accidentally injured himself while trying to help someone, she unleashed a torrent of abuse on him.
—Does everyone express their heartache differently? Compared to gentle greetings, Qiao Sinian's expression is more intense.
But besides feeling sorry for her, Lu Yibei also seemed to see a hint of worry in Qiao Sinian's eyes.
"...What's wrong?"
Lu Yibei cracked a little joke to ease the slightly somber atmosphere: "Senior Sister Qiao, don't worry too much. Even if there's a chance the beauty who's rescued will fall for the hero, as long as the hero doesn't like her, it won't matter who comes to help—by the way, Captain Cheng, who did you rescue?"
Cheng Mingli didn't speak, but pointed to Qiao Sinian beside him.
Qiao Sinian looked up at Lu Yibei.
Lu Yibei: ...
It seemed that Ji Qingqian, standing beside her, understood the awkward atmosphere. After a moment's thought, she broke the silence:
"I'm going to buy some water... Do you want some, Uncle?"
—So you deserted!
Lu Yibei immediately added, "No, who would dare to harass you, Senior Qiao? By the way—where's the culprit? Did they call the police? Shouldn't they pay compensation?"
He had barely finished speaking.
I could feel a commotion behind me.
Turning my head, I saw four men huddled together.
The three on the outside were supporting the one in the middle.
The one in the middle was not just tragic, it was downright heroic—
His head was bandaged, and blood was still seeping out. There were faint traces of blood under the bandage. There was a bruise under his eye. Although his nose had been wiped, it must have bled as well. He was wearing a neck brace. Most importantly, he was walking unsteadily and talking in a hissing voice, as if he was in great pain.
"You're dead meat—"
That guy pointed at Cheng Mingli and used a threatening tone.
Cheng Mingli leaned back in his chair with a leisurely air and said to Lu Yibei, "The culprit is here."
Lu Yibei glanced at Cheng Mingli's arm, then at the perpetrator's full gear, and swallowed hard, unable to contain himself:
"Senior Qiao is right, Captain Cheng, you were too impulsive..."
The person who caused the accident seemed to aggravate their wound whenever they spoke.
After saying one sentence, he hissed again.
The person next to him relayed the message:
"Just wait until you pay up and go to jail, you brat!"
Cheng Mingli remained unconcerned, while Qiao Sinian's expression was conflicted. She was just about to speak up to ease the situation.
Lu Yibei interrupted:
"Come on, tell me what's wrong."
The speaker scoffed, raising an eyebrow at Lu Yibei: "Who are you?"
Lu Yibei pointed at Cheng Mingli without changing his expression: "His father."
Cheng Mingli launched a flying kick.
It hit Lu Yibei squarely in the shin, causing Lu Yibei to stumble and accidentally bump into the person in front of him. He then patted Lu Yibei's shoulder and sniffed the air.
"You've been drinking, haven't you?"
The man's expression changed.
Lu Yibei added, "Don't lie to me, I can tell whether someone has been drinking or not just by smelling them."
That person: ...
"Who started it?"
When Lu Yibei saw that the man did not answer immediately, he understood what was going on. He turned to Qiao Sinian and said, "Call the police first, and I'll consult a lawyer."
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