The Round Table and the Twelve Knights (12)



Sijiu's standing posture was originally unstable, and coupled with the nervousness of having his thoughts suddenly exposed, his calves went weak in panic and he let out a short "Ah——"

The next moment, she was grabbed by a strong arm around her waist and fell onto Mr. Shen's lap.

A cool scent like the faint scent of cedar after rain hit my nose.

Does Mr. Shen still wear perfume? Or, does it smell like aftershave? These wild thoughts flashed through her mind foolishly.

"Be careful."

"Ah—" Si Jiu suddenly came back to his senses, and instantly felt his cheeks getting hot, "Yes, I'm sorry."

She stood up quickly, not daring to look at Mr. Shen’s expression.

So I didn't see the disappointment and reluctance that flashed across his face.

"I, I didn't press your legs, did I?"

"It doesn't matter. I'm unconscious anyway."

His tone was light, but Si Jiu bit her lip unconsciously.

She found that Mr. Shen didn't seem to care about his legs at all, and she actually didn't like his nonchalant tone.

"Mr. Shen, have you gone to the hospital for a proper examination and treatment of your leg?"

Si Jiu mustered up his courage and said, "I have a senior brother. Uh, I mentioned your situation to him before. His teacher knows a senior in this field. If you... are willing, I can introduce him to you."

This is what Sijiu wanted to say to Chen Huai.

She and Mr. Shen have known each other for many years. Although they are not very familiar with each other, she pays a lot of attention to Mr. Shen privately and understands very well how negative he is about "treatment".

Or rather, it seemed as if he had never received treatment.

Sijiu didn't know what was wrong with Mr. Shen's legs, but he vaguely knew that he was not born unable to stand up, and his legs did not look injured.

So maybe he could stand up?

As long as he gets checked and treated properly... maybe?

After she said it, she knew that she had overstepped the bounds a bit, so she felt a little uneasy and didn't dare to look Mr. Shen in the eye.

To Mr. Yu Chen, she was just a sponsored person, the non-blood-related sister of his partner, a little girl who was nearly ten years younger than him.

What I said was indeed inappropriate and had no sense.

"Ahem... Actually, I've been a bit talkative, ahem, please don't mind..."

"Thanks."

Sijiu raised his head hurriedly and met Mr. Shen's gentle gaze.

"Actually, I have been receiving treatment privately."

Sijiu felt his face burning, extremely embarrassed, "Ah, uh... yes, for sure. I'm just too stupid, haha..."

"No, thank you, Xiaojiu, for your concern." He lowered his voice, a mellowness that was particularly soothing. "If it's convenient for you, please introduce me to that expert senior that Xiaojiu knows."

Even until Mr. Shen's car had driven into the night and was no longer visible, Si Jiu was still standing outside stupidly, with a dreamy expression.

She always felt that Mr. Shen’s last words were actually because he didn’t want to embarrass herself, so he considerately helped her out.

In fact, given Mr. Shen's status and position, he could invite any medical experts he wanted. Why would he need me to introduce him to any experts?

But not only did he solemnly "ask" me for help, he also sincerely thanked me for my concern.

"Ah—how embarrassing!"

Si Jiu suddenly covered his face, trying to cool it down with his cold palms.

She found that every time she came into contact with Mr. Shen, she was always acting stupid.

I don’t know what Mr. Shen will think of her.

Oh, I guess he couldn't see it.

Feeling a little frustrated, Si Jiu turned around and went back to the house with his head down.

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