Chapter 188 Does it hurt?
"Send me the location and I'll pick you up."
I couldn't hear any rise or fall in his voice, but it was indeed too late. If I rejected Jiang Yichen again at this time, he would definitely be even angrier.
I quickly sent Jiang Yichen a location message. Zhao Ning, who was standing by, looked at me with concern. Seeing me staring at the screen of my phone in deep thought, he stepped forward and asked softly, "What's wrong? Did something happen?"
I shook my head slightly and responded in a calm and composed tone, "It's okay, someone will pick me up later. Let's race against time and practice some more."
An elusive look flashed across Zhao Ning's eyes, and his tone was indifferent, "But Jiang Yichen is here to pick you up?"
I didn't notice the subtle change in his expression. I just nodded slightly and put my phone away properly.
"Then let's start packing our things. Jiang Yichen should be here soon." Zhao Ning suggested.
I shook my head gently, indicating that we didn't need to rush to clean up: "Let's practice it one last time, strive for perfection, and then tidy up."
We focused our attention and finally completed the last practice successfully.
However, the event site was littered with garbage due to the wind.
Zhao Ning and I acted quickly and started cleaning up.
I carefully picked up the trash and prepared to throw it away outside.
However, he accidentally stepped on a piece of gravel, lost his balance and almost fell to the ground.
At the critical moment, Zhao Ning was quick to act and extended a helping hand.
One of his arms gently wrapped around my waist, while the other hand firmly held my shoulders. In this way, the posture between the two of us was a little subtle and ambiguous.
"What are you doing?" A familiar and majestic voice suddenly sounded.
When I heard the voice, I quickly broke free from Zhao Ning's support, stood firmly, and raised the garbage bag in my hand.
I turned to Jiang Yichen, my tone filled with urgency and sincerity: "I wanted to take out the trash, but I sprained my ankle."
Under the dim light, it was difficult for me to clearly see Jiang Yichen's expression, but based on my intuition alone, I could guess that he must be furious at the moment.
However, the severe pain caused by my sprained ankle made me almost speechless. I could only grit my teeth and silently endure the excruciating pain.
Seeing this, Zhao Ning quickly echoed, "She almost fell just now, so I helped her up."
Jiang Yichen's suspicious eyes moved back and forth between the two of us, as if searching for clues to the truth.
I lowered my head and said nothing, enduring the pain, thinking to myself: For many things, explaining them once is enough. If he still has doubts, even if I explain them again and again, it will be in vain.
Jiang Yichen seemed to notice something strange about me and took two steps forward involuntarily.
Under the dim light, my injured ankle was clearly visible. It was bruised and even bleeding.
Seeing this, he immediately squatted down and carefully checked my injuries.
After confirming that I was indeed injured, he picked me up without saying a word, completely ignoring Zhao Ning behind him, and placed me directly in the car.
I thought he was still brooding over what happened before and was a little confused, so I called out to him, but when the words came to my lips, I hesitated and didn't know how to start.
He turned around silently and was about to leave. I hurriedly said, "Jiang Yichen, I..."
I guessed he might still be angry and didn't know what words to explain for a moment.
Just as I was looking at his busy figure, feeling conflicted, he had already come over with a medicine box.
Then I realized that he wanted to treat my wound.
He carefully dipped a cotton swab into iodine and gently brushed away the sand on my skin for simple disinfection.
The iodine touched the broken skin, causing a slight stinging pain, and I couldn't help but shrink my foot.
He raised his head, looked at me with his deep eyes, and asked softly, "Does it hurt?"
I nodded slightly.
Seeing this, he lowered his head and blew gently on the injured area. The warm breath brushed against the skin, bringing a sense of relief.
I looked at his gentle appearance, and a warm feeling surged in my heart. I seemed to have returned to the past. No matter what I did, he was always so gentle, careful and patient.
I stared at his profile blankly, a little dazed for a moment.
After he cleared the sand from the wound, he poured out some medicinal wine and rubbed it gently on my wound, asking, "If it hurts, just shout."
I shook my head and forced a smile: "It's okay, I'm much better now, I can do it myself."
As I said this, I tried to pull my foot out of his grasp, but he held on tighter.
"Don't move!" He said softly but firmly, "Your ankle injury is quite serious. Just rest at home for the next few days."
He rubbed my foot gently, then carefully put it back into my shoe, then picked me up and walked upstairs.
I subconsciously put my arms around his neck.
"No," I suddenly remembered the upcoming competition and said anxiously, "I will participate in the competition soon. If I take a leave to rest at home now, I will miss the competition."
Hearing this, he frowned, and said with a hint of displeasure: "You are already injured like this, do you still want to practice with Zhao Ning?"
I knew he had always been resentful of the relationship between Zhao Ning and me, but I still patiently explained it again: "The day after tomorrow is the comprehensive anchor show. If I don't go on the first day, it will be equivalent to giving up."
"Then I won't participate," he said firmly, "Your foot is injured like this, I will take you to the hospital for a check-up tomorrow."
I shook my head and looked at him seriously: "Jiang Yichen, I am no longer the rich lady I used to be. This injury is not a big problem for me. Since I have already signed up for the competition the day after tomorrow, I must participate. This is not only responsible for myself, but also for my partners and the company."
After saying that, I kicked my legs and struggled to jump off him. Jiang Yichen was afraid that I would fall, so he quickly put me on the ground.
The moment my feet touched the ground, I felt a sharp pain. I held onto the wall with both hands to steady myself and looked at him with a smile: "Look, I'm fine. I can still walk."
After saying that, I limped up the stairs with difficulty.
Jiang Yichen stood quietly behind Gu Mo, his eyes revealing deep heartache, and at the same time he seemed pleased with my growth.
He knew that behind this growth, Gu Mo had paid countless efforts and costs.
The next day, Jiang Yichen did not choose to go to the company, but sat downstairs quietly waiting for me.
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