Lin Xuanjiao didn't expect Ji Yizhou to say such a thing. She was full of disbelief: "Say it again, what do you mean by adults' affairs?"
Ji Yizhou said calmly, "Am I not an adult to you?"
Lin Xuan smiled coquettishly, "My brother has never said such a thing to me. You are only a few years older than me."
Ji Yizhou remained calm and unaffected by Lin Xuanjiao's emotions: "Even if I'm only one year older than you, I'm still your adult. What's more, I'm five years older than you. You weren't even born when I was in first grade!"
Lin Xuanjiao clenched her fists in anger. This cousin was so annoying that she wanted to go up and beat him up.
Because Lin Xuanjiao was so angry that she clenched her fist with great force, and she was so angry that she didn't realize that she was holding someone's hand.
Then Song Ying'an was in trouble. He felt as if his hand was hit by a hammer, making him groan.
Lin Xuanjiao, distracted by the muffled groan and realizing what a foolish thing she had done, immediately released her tightly clenched hand and said anxiously, "Song Ying'an, what's wrong with you? Did I hurt you?"
Song Ying'an didn't say anything, just shook his head to indicate that he was fine. But just looking at his stiff hands, one could tell that something must be wrong.
Ji Yizhou was standing in front of the two of them, and he could see clearly what happened between them.
At this moment, his heart was full of suspicion. Just now, he, a grown man, exerted so much strength, but Song Ying'an didn't react at all, as if nothing had happened. If he saw it correctly, Jiaojiao just shook hands, and this man became like this. He must be acting!
In Ji Yizhou's heart, Lin Xuanjiao has always been the cute pink little girl when she was a child. How strong can such a little girl be?
Full of doubt, Ji Yizhou stepped forward and said, "Let me take a look at him! After all, I'm a doctor."
Lin Xuanjiao made way for Ji Yizhou, her tone hesitant: "If I remember correctly, you are not this type of doctor!"
Ji Yizhou looked at Lin Xuanjiao, still smiling. "Who says you can only study one kind of medicine? Broaden your horizons, my silly sister."
Lin Xuanjiao did not argue with Ji Yizhou this time. Song Yingan's hand was the most important.
Before Ji Yizhou checked Song Ying'an's hand, he still suspected that Song Ying'an was pretending. After the check, he was completely confused and his brain couldn't recover for a while.
Seeing Ji Yizhou didn't say a word after looking at Song Ying'an's hand, Lin Xuanjiao became anxious: "How is Song Ying'an? Tell me! Don't be silent."
Ji Yizhou looked at Lin Xuanjiao with a complicated expression and asked slowly, "Jiaojiao, do you have a grudge against him?"
Lin Xuanjiao looked bewildered: "No! How could I have a grudge against him?"
Ji Yizhou still had a complicated expression on his face: "His hand is broken, and I have every reason to suspect you did it."
"Bone? Bone...broken?" Lin Xuanjiao screamed, covering her mouth. She knew she was very strong, but she hadn't expected that a simple squeeze would break Song Ying'an's bone.
Yao Baiwei and Yao Rending, who were watching nearby, also exclaimed in surprise. It was obvious that they were also surprised by the result.
Yao Rendong was always impatient. She immediately asked, "How is it possible? How could Sister Xuan Jiao break Brother Song's hand? Brother Yizhou, take a closer look."
Ji Yizhou was also helpless: "No matter how many times I see it, a fracture is still a fracture and the outcome will not change."
Lin Xuanjiao had already accepted the reality. After all, she knew how strong she was. It was very likely that she had done something to Song Yingan's hand.
Thinking of this, Lin Xuanjiao's face was filled with guilt: "Song Ying'an, I'm sorry I didn't expect to hurt your hand like this. Let's go to the hospital!"
Song Ying'an shook his head: "It's okay, it's just a minor injury, there's no need to go to the hospital." Then Song Ying'an looked at Ji Yizhou: "Don't you agree! Brother Yizhou?"
Ji Yizhou answered quickly: "Yes, I can cure even this minor injury."
After saying this, Ji Yizhou grabbed Song Ying'an's broken hand and quickly fixed it with a push and pull. Then he earnestly instructed: "It's best not to touch heavy objects with your hand for the next few days, otherwise it will easily dislocate again."
Song Yingan nodded to indicate that he understood.
Seeing that Song Ying'an had finished his business, Ji Yizhou looked at Lin Xuanjiao from head to toe without saying a word.
Lin Xuanjiao felt that Ji Yizhou's eyes were a little strange, which made her feel a little uncomfortable. So she asked directly, "Brother Yizhou, what are you looking at? You've been looking at it for so long without saying a word."
Ji Yizhou shook his head: "I'm looking at something I've never realized before."
Lin Xuanjiao replied casually, "What's the matter?"
Ji Yizhou didn't keep the secret and asked directly: "Jiaojiao, are you really that strong?"
Seeing Lin Xuanjiao nod, Ji Yizhou's face suddenly filled with grief and indignation. "You're so strong! When we were little, you even asked me to help you beat people up. When I was being beaten up, you were right there cheering me on. In the end, I was bruised and battered, but you were clean and unharmed. You didn't do this on purpose, did you?"
After hearing Ji Yizhou's words, Lin Xuanjiao's expression became a little awkward, and a corresponding scene emerged in her mind.
Lin Xuanjiao was very young at the time, with a beautiful face and a delicate complexion. Everyone around her, whether they were her peers or adults, wanted to pinch her chubby cheeks.
When she was a child, Lin Xuanjiao hated this kind of touching the most. She could not resist adults, but those of her age or those who were not yet adults would be beaten by her brothers, because she had many brothers anyway.
At that time, Ji Yizhou happened to be playing at Lin Xuanjiao's house, and was taken out by Lin Xuanjiao to find a fight. Ji Yizhou was not very old at the time, and was beaten badly by a group of teenagers. Although Ji Yizhou won in the end, his face was covered with bruises and looked very pitiful.
After searching through these memories, Lin Xuanjiao's face was filled with embarrassment. Although it was not something she did, it was very much her style, and she would indeed do such a thing.
Seeing the grief and anger on Ji Yizhou's face, Lin Xuanjiao hurriedly comforted him, "If I had known I was so strong, I wouldn't have stood by and watched you get beaten. I was too young to understand."
The grief and anger on Ji Yizhou's face lasted only a moment before dissipating. What happened in the past was in the past. Continuing to dwell on it would only make him look petty.
Just thinking about being beaten made Ji Yizhou feel very uncomfortable.
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