Chapter 13 Jinjiang Novel Reading Exclusive Fortunately it’s you. …
The lights in the corridor were dim. Shi Jing only remembered that there was a tea room in this direction. There was an e-sports table and chairs just beside the door. He didn't pay attention to whose training room it was.
He didn't even bother to notice what clothes were on the dark table.
After confirming that the jacket in his hand was indeed Lu Zhiye's team jacket, he froze for half a second and stuffed it back into the other person's hand: "You got the wrong one."
Shi Jing's voice was hoarse, completely different from usual. He was stunned for a moment when he spoke and cleared his throat.
Lu Zhiye lowered his eyes to look at the abnormal whiteness on his lips: "You are sick."
"You are the one who is sick." Shi Jing knew his physical condition very well. A little bit of air conditioning wouldn't have such a big impact.
His temples were throbbing and his stomach was churning. He could roughly guess that it was the cup of coffee that caused the trouble.
It must be that he has been too confident these days and has not paid enough attention to his self-cultivation.
After all, physically speaking, he had once committed suicide by swallowing pills, and all his functions were damaged, the most serious of which was his stomach, which needed to be taken care of no matter how strong he was.
Shi Jing didn't eat dinner. He was exposed to the cold wind for most of the night and was caught in the rain. He took a few sips of strong coffee. It was a courtesy that he didn't pour it down directly.
Just as he thought of this, he suddenly felt a stomachache.
Shi Jing's face darkened a lot: "Get out of the way."
I didn't expect that as soon as I opened my mouth, I felt nauseous.
Shi Jing covered his stomach and mouth at the same time.
Grass.
So fucking dizzy.
Feel like vomiting.
Shi Jing dry-heaved for a bit, then recovered a little, pushed Lu Zhiye aside and went to push the door.
His arm was grabbed again.
"I said I'm not sick. It's none of your business. Don't touch me." Shi Jing shook him off with force.
?
Unlike what he imagined, the arm he swung out did not hit Lu Zhiye, but was easily blocked by the other party.
"roll."
Lu Zhiye didn't leave: "The bathroom is on the right. Where are you going?"
"Why the hell do you care where I go?" Shi Jing frowned and wanted to speak again, but a wave of nausea and discomfort came over him, "Woo..."
Grass.
I have to go upstairs and vomit for a while.
Lie down again.
Shi Jing glanced outside and walked straight to the elevator.
As soon as I took a step, my wrist was grabbed.
Shi Jing: "? I told you to mind your own business, you don't understand——"
My waist suddenly tightened.
He missed the mark.
"?" Shi Jing hadn't reacted yet, staring at the floor that was inexplicably moving backwards.
He was picked up by Lu Zhiye.
One-handed.
Realizing what was happening, Shi Jing punched Lu Zhiye—
Almost lost my balance.
He swayed left and right twice, teetered for two seconds, and then his body stabilized again.
Lu Zhiye placed one hand on his waist, and used the other hand to hold down his back, making Shi Jing unable to move.
Shi Jing was briefly shocked, his blood boiling: "Put me down, are you sick??"
His voice echoed as he finished speaking, and all the sensor lights in the corridor lit up.
The shining white light clearly illuminated the current situation of the two people, and reflected on the glass wall next to them, he was almost carried on Lu Zhiye's shoulders.
By the way, the light also clearly captured a series of rooms in the corridor, as well as the name tags of other contestants in the rooms.
Shi Jing: “…”
Shi Jing swallowed back the second curse.
If someone was woken up by him and pushed the door open to see this scene, Shi Jing swore that he would fight Lu Zhiye to the death on the spot.
A few seconds later, Shi Jing was placed next to the sink.
Lu Zhiye turned on the faucet and let him lean on it.
To put it simply: "Vomiting."
“…”You train a dog?
Shi Jing's eyes almost turned into a knife stabbing Lu Zhiye's face. The moment he opened his mouth, all the curse words turned into a sound: "Ugh——"
He almost didn't have time to dodge and vomited all over Lu Zhiye.
Shi Jing had never been so embarrassed in front of others.
The only sounds in the bathroom were the splashing water and his continuous vomiting, as if he wanted to empty his brain and stomach.
After more than ten minutes, Shi Jing was almost completely out of strength.
He leaned against the sink, rinsed his mouth a few times, and managed to clean himself up.
There was a sound of pulling out tissues nearby.
Several sheets of paper were handed to his face.
Shi Jing didn't have the energy to talk to Lu Zhiye anymore. His entire throat and esophagus were burning with pain, and he was even weaker than before he vomited everything out.
He took the paper and wiped it on his face a few times to wipe off the water.
I heard Lu Zhiye dialing a phone next to me.
I'm calling the SFD team doctor to come and check on the situation.
"I don't need it." Shi Jing said in a hoarse voice, "Just go upstairs and have a good sleep."
Lu Zhiye glanced at him.
Shi Jing was confused for half a second, then turned to look at the mirror.
I met the eyes of the person in the mirror whose face was as pale as a ghost.
Shi Jing: “…”
It was the first time that the fat manager was still talking on the phone at three in the morning, and the person on the phone was his colleague.
The rival manager's despair could be heard through the phone. "In three days, he's been on the trending search five times!! Every time with a different girl..."
The fat manager listened to the excitement and said, "They handled it very well."
The manager of the other team: "You mean I should thank this guy?"
"That's not what I said." said the fat manager.
After saying this, I suddenly felt that this conversation sounded a little familiar.
It seemed that his current behavior was very similar to that of a young trainee who was slacking off and refusing to sign in front of him not long ago.
“…” The fat manager lowered his legs.
The manager of the other company was drunk and blurted out everything: "Why have those guys from you SFD never made any news about dating?"
"Don't try to copy your teammates' tricks on us," the chubby manager said proudly. "We SFD guys are all innocent and good kids. We don't have the energy for romance."
The manager of the other house sneered: "A simple and good kid?"
The fat manager said: "Of course, even those of us in SFD who come home late will report to me—"
“Boom.”
There was a sudden noise outside the door.
The fat manager was so scared that he muted the phone.
He checked the time. 4:39 AM. At this hour... even the most sleepless nights should be in bed. Besides, their club didn't advocate mixing day and night.
The fat manager glanced around the office, picked up the poster roll next to him, and tiptoed to open the door.
His eyes met with Lu Zhiye, who had also heard the noise and turned around, in the dark corridor.
"Xiao Lu?" The fat manager was surprised.
The next second, he discovered that there was more than just Lu Zhiye.
There was another person in his arms.
Judging from his appearance, he seemed to be drunk and unconscious, and was carried back.
Drunk.
Come back late.
There was someone in his arms.
At that moment, the fat manager had already thought of tomorrow's Weibo title based on what happened, as well as countless contingency plans for dealing with the scandal.
"Hello? You're fucking lying to me. I'll report you if I come home late? Those guys in your family..."
The fat manager hung up the phone with a click, and then he heard the person Lu Zhiye was hugging say impatiently: "Are you leaving or not? If not, put me down and I'll go upstairs by myself..."
"Sweetheart?" The chubby manager felt like all the ups and downs of his life had been experienced in just a few seconds. "Why is it you?"
Shi Jing raised his head half-dead from the arms that were harder than iron.
In two seconds, he used his dying voice to indiscriminately attack the whole world: "If it's not me, then it could be you?"
Fat manager: “…”
When the team doctor, who was alarmed in the early morning, came to check, it was already light outside the window.
After confirming that it was nothing serious, the fat manager was sent out by Lu Zhiye.
Only after he came back did the team doctor show him Shi Jing's examination report.
"I suggest arranging for him to see a psychiatrist... Taking drugs to commit suicide is actually very painful. Even if you are saved, it will cause great damage to your body. If you go through it again, your body will..."
"Committed suicide by taking medicine?" Lu Zhiye raised his eyes.
"Yes. Um... you don't know?" The team doctor thought he already understood Shi Jing's condition.
Lu Zhiye looked at the inspection report carefully: "When?"
"Judging from his recovery, it should have been about a week ago," the team doctor said. "He's young and has a good foundation. The damage isn't irreversible."
Shi Jing closed his eyes and listened to the two people buzzing beside him. His dizzy head was showing signs of attacking again: "How to treat it?"
The team doctor paused and looked at the young man on the sofa. "I'll prescribe some medicine for you today. It'll stop you vomiting. If possible, I'd also like to add acupuncture. What do you think?"
“No acupuncture.”
"Can."
Two voices came out at the same time.
Shi Jing opened his eyes: "Cure me or you?"
"..." Under the pressure of the two people's gazes, the team doctor wiped the sweat off his face and said to Lu Zhiye, "Then I'll go get the electromoxibustion tools."
Shi Jing: “……?”
Oh shit.
Is there no one in this club who has his or her own opinion?
Shouldn’t treatment be based on listening to the patient’s needs?
Before he could finish his thought, the backrest of the sofa suddenly dropped, and Shi Jing lay flat on his back.
Shi Jing: “?”
Lu Zhiye looked at him calmly: "This is more comfortable."
Shi Jing: “…”
Not having the energy to argue with him, Shi Jing simply lay down and gave up.
After an unknown amount of time, he heard the door open. The team doctor returned.
A few minutes later, the hem of his clothes and trouser legs were gently rolled up.
"hiss--"
A needle pierced his stomach and Shi Jing almost jumped up.
The team doctor smiled sheepishly: "This spot is called Zhongwanxue. It will be a little painful."
“…”
The team doctor said, "The next injection is for Tianshu acupoint. It will be a little painful. You can scream if it hurts."
Why the hell hasn’t Lu Zhiye left yet?
Shi Jing caught a glimpse of his trouser legs out of the corner of his eye and swallowed back a cry.
Stabbed in the stomach, arms, and legs, Shi Jing was essentially half a hedgehog.
Lying on the sofa bed unable to move, he warmed himself under the infrared lamp brought by the doctor. The initial swelling and pain passed and gradually turned into comfort.
Shi Jing tilted his head, frowned to avoid the overhead light, and closed his eyes.
Although he had a male physique, his waist was unusually thin, and there was no fat on his stomach. You could even see the slightly protruding bones when he breathed.
The ankles are also thin.
Lying on the dark sofa makes the white skin look more obvious.
"I'll come to remove the needle in about 30 minutes." The team doctor whispered to Lu Zhiye.
Lu Zhiye covered his eyes and nodded lightly.
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When Shi Jing woke up, it was almost noon the next day.
He actually slept in this infirmary all night.
As he sat up, something on his body slid to the ground. Shi Jing picked it up and found it was a thin blanket.
There is also a smell mixed with mint or pine.
It was exactly the same as what he smelled on Lu Zhiye yesterday when he was sandwiched between his arms.
Shi Jing pursed his lips, turned over and stood up to settle the score with someone, but his feet went soft when he stepped on the ground, and he almost cried out and knelt down.
“…”Fuck.
Why do my legs feel so sore after acupuncture?
Lu Zhiye wouldn't beat him up while he was sleeping, would he?
"Are you awake?" Shi Jing went out and was confronted by the fat manager from yesterday. "Xiao Lu just left. He went to a meeting. He might be out in a few minutes."
Shi Jing: "...I didn't say I was looking for him."
Go find him and give him a punch.
"Oh." The fat manager looked him up and down. "Why didn't you tell me you weren't feeling well? Last night, I saw Xiao Lu carrying someone back home. I thought..."
He paused here, then patted Shi Jing twice with a sigh of relief: "Thank goodness it's you."
Shi Jing: “?”
"Remember to tell me if you have anything to say next time. Especially don't force yourself if you're not feeling well." The fat manager said with a smile, "Xiao Lu was so worried last night that he refused to sleep and insisted on staying with you. Sigh, none of you take care of yourselves, and I can't stop you."
"Guard me?" Shi Jing was stunned.
"Yeah, he left just a few minutes before you came out. If the team doctor hadn't come back to tell me you were fine, I don't think he would have come out to eat." The fat manager waved his hand, "He still has a schedule today... Really."
Shi Jing stood there for a few seconds and took out his cell phone.
It's now three minutes past twelve.
Lu Zhiye stayed in the infirmary for 7 hours?
Shi Jing's grip on the phone froze.
A quarter of an hour later, the door of the conference room opened.
Shi Jing put on a sour face and ignored everyone who cast curious glances at him, and just looked at Lu Zhiye as he walked out.
"You——" He opened his mouth and his stomach growled.
Shi Jing: “…”
damn it.
So Shi Jing was brought to the cafeteria.
After finishing a bowl of noodles, Shi Jing felt revived. He felt that he could immediately start a fight with Lu Zhiye.
"Are there any plans later?"
It took Shi Jing a few seconds to realize that it was Lu Zhiye who was asking him.
The SFD cafeteria is very large, and it was lunchtime, so it was extremely noisy.
Lu Zhiye's voice fell clearly into his ears word by word.
Only when they were face to face at this distance did Shi Jing realize that Lu Zhiye was actually stronger than he looked.
The palm holding the edge of the bowl is very broad, and the half of the forearm exposed under the rolled-up shirt can clearly see the slightly bulging muscle lines.
No wonder I couldn’t fucking break free yesterday.
Shi Jing narrowed his eyes and wanted to say that he would go upstairs to pack up and leave.
Lu Zhiye continued, "How have you considered my personal request last time?"
"..." Shi Jing suddenly realized, did this person see through it at that time?
Grass.
He shifted his gaze from Lu Zhiye's arm and turned his head away, "What if I say I'm not Zeit?"
There was silence for two seconds.
"Yeah." Lu Zhiye said.
What does "hmm" mean?
Without waiting for Shi Jing to frown, Lu Zhiye said again: "If you don't want to play in the second team, you can directly join the first team."
Shi Jing: “?”
Shi Jing: “…”
No. Is this person listening to him?
As if he had already planned it out in his mind, Lu Zhiye looked at him and asked, "Which dormitory do you want to live in? We can change it to a suite for you."
Shi Jing: “…”
The suite is on the fifth floor and has the same specifications as Team 1.
Shi Jing was silent for a while, then an idea suddenly struck him, and he decided to do something big.
"I don't want a suite. I want a villa," he said, raising a finger provocatively. "A separate building, three stories high, with an elevator."
Lu Zhiye nodded: "Okay."
Shi Jing: “…”
Shi Jing: “?”
No? Huh???
Shi Jing never thought that one day he would sell himself out because of a casual remark.
Standing in front of the villa, holding the access card and mailbox key in his hand, watching the workers install the new fingerprint lock, he suddenly felt that some people on the Internet were not unreasonable in their hatred of the rich.
The cell phone was vibrating wildly in his trouser pocket, and Shi Jing took it out to answer it.
"Sweetheart!! Are you okay?!" Matt howled. "Oh my god, I'm so sorry. I only realized you were missing after lunch. There was no one in the training room, no one in the room, no one in the bathroom, and all your luggage was turned out and piled up at the door... Dunzi and I almost called the police!"
"What have you been doing? What happened last night?!"
Shi Jing pressed his finger on it to record his fingerprint, expressionless: "Nothing, I just found a new job."
"What new job?"
Shi Jing used his other hand to record the second fingerprint: "The cafeteria is at 10 o'clock, look across the street."
There was a sound of running from the other end of the phone.
After a while.
Matt saw his good brother standing across the street.
And a bunch of keys in the good brother's hand.
He gasped, "You went to work as a security guard in the neighborhood across the street?!"
Shi Jing: “…”
The author has something to say:
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The new security guard has arrived, get out of the way!
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