Qi Wei led Feng Guang back to the sofa. He went into his room to get the first-aid kit. Feng Guang looked at the small wound on the back of her hand and couldn't help but recall the scene that had just happened. Her gaze lowered, and out of the corner of her eye, she caught sight of a cell phone on the sofa, left behind by Jin Guoguo.
"To avoid infection, I think I should bandage it."
Hearing Qi Wei walk out of the room, for some reason, her subconscious reaction was to hide her phone in her bag. Then, she acted as if she hadn't moved at all, watching him come to her side.
Qi Wei sat down beside her. Seeing that she looked unwell, he sighed and gently stroked her pale cheek. "Don't worry, I'll handle these things. You don't need to worry."
“You don’t understand…” Her tightly clenched hands were still trembling slightly. “She was talking to me so nicely just now… but then… then she jumped right in front of me… Maybe, maybe if I had been a little faster, I could have stopped her, and she wouldn’t have died…”
This is a typical feeling of guilt. It's like if someone gets hit by a car in front of you and there are only the two of you, you can't help but think that if you could grab her... maybe you could prevent this tragedy from happening.
“This is not your fault.” Qi Wei took her hand and gently pried open her fist, which was clenched so tightly that her nails were digging into her palm. He said gently, “None of us have the ability to foresee the future, so no one knows what will happen next. Nurse Jin’s suicide was due to her own emotions, not because of you.”
"She... I mean Nurse Jin... why does she call me Xiao Jia? Who is Xiao Jia?"
“As far as I know, Xiao Jia was her friend before, but something happened later, and perhaps… that’s why Nurse Jin is in a bad mood.” He said while cleaning the wound on the back of her hand, “Nurse Jin developed depression because of this, but she recovered after treatment, so the director let her continue working.”
"Do I look a lot like that little Jia?"
"I don't know about that." Qi Wei raised his eyes and smiled slightly. "I haven't met that girl named Xiao Jia, but Nurse Jin always has an excessive fondness for beautiful women. I can only say that maybe that girl named Xiao Jia is also very beautiful."
"doctor……"
"Hmm?" He looked at her, a faint smile in his eyes that was captivating.
She asked him blankly, "Why... can you still smile so gently even when someone you know has died?"
“But I can’t cry either.” He touched her head, his eyes deep, and said softly, “Nurse Jin and I are just strangers who have met a few times and know each other’s names.”
"She seems to like you..."
He chuckled before saying, "Is that so?"
The two simple words, devoid of any emotional fluctuation, truly embody the meaning of "stranger."
Feng Guang told herself that this was a normal reaction. If she heard someone say that a stranger liked her and that stranger had died, she believed she wouldn't show much emotional change.
But she felt a sense of fear, a fear that was inexplicably present.
"Dr. Qi..."
"What's wrong now?" he asked softly, gently and carefully applying gauze to her wound, just as attentively as when treating her burns.
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