Later, the nurse on duty finally arrived, but Qiao Yu did not let go of her hand.

Since the nurse disinfected Qiao Yu's back of his hand, Ji Sixuan began to be nervous and kept staring at the nurse's movements. The hand that Qiao Yu pinched was unconsciously clenched, so strong that Qiao Yu felt the pain.

Qiao Yu turned his head and smiled helplessly, and said weakly, "If you are afraid, don't look at it. Is it because you get the injection or I get the injection?"

Ji Sixuan's attention was on the needle. She was so scared that she had to look at it. She watched the thin needle tip slowly slide into the blood vessels, closed her eyes suddenly, took a deep breath, and slowly exhaled.

After putting on the last piece of tape, the nurse unzipped the pulse belt, looked up at the two people who had completely opposite reactions. The one who was under the injection was comforting the one who was watching. It was really interesting.

Ji Sixuan was just fainted for a while and it was fine. It was a little late. There was no one in the infusion room. He was still quiet when he was sick. He didn't speak, but just lowered his eyes and gently pinched her hand. He didn't know what he was looking at or thinking.

For some reason, Ji Sixuan's heart suddenly became soft.

She looked at his long curly eyelashes and stirred up and down, and asked, "Do you feel uncomfortable?"

He didn't seem to be tracing his mind, and soon looked at her and forced a smile, "It's okay."

Ji Sixuan pursed her lips, "I told you not to talk nonsense!"

Qiao Yu knew that she was referring to the words she said casually in the afternoon. She frowned slightly, as if she didn't realize the coquettishness in her tone. He felt warm, "Where is that accurate? It's just a coincidence, if it's really useful..."

He said the following few words lightly, but he suddenly stopped halfway and looked at her eyes and spoke again, "I want to drink water."

Ji Sixuan didn't care what he was saying before, and reached out to touch his wallet, "I'll buy it, you can wait for me here."

When she left the infusion room, Qiao Yu looked at the door and spoke softly, "If it were really that accurate, I would have said it tens of millions of times in the past few years. It seems that I haven't seen Ji Sixuan for a long time."

When Ji Sixuan came back, Qiao Yu was already asleep, but he seemed to be sleeping uneasy, and his forehead was filled with sweat.

She sat down gently, and when she lowered her head, she saw Qiao Yu's hand.

His hands were very beautiful, with long and distinct joints. When he was in school, he used to draw pictures with a pen and looked very pleasing to the eye. Later, he looked nice to hold the mouse lightly. Even now he was gently placed on the handle of the chair with a needle inserted into the needle.

She didn't know how long she had been looking at her, but when she looked up, she saw that he was awake and was quietly looking at her.

As the eyes met, Ji Sixuan heard her heartbeat, just like the first time she saw him through the glass. She had known each other for a long time, had been separated for a long time, and had not really forgiven this man, but her heartbeat was still thunderous.

Qiao Yu found that since she came back, he seemed to have not seen her well. Her eyebrows, eyes, her face, seemed to have no way to deal with her, and she was still as bright as before, and the stubbornness that she was obviously embarrassed but still forced herself to look at him.

He was too, and he had no choice but to do anything with her. She didn't have to do anything or say anything. Just sitting there watching him, he had no choice but to surrender.

He closed his eyes, his head still groggy.

"Sixuan?"

"Um?"

"If you don't ask the nurse to remove the needle, I will recover my blood."

Ji Sixuan immediately came back to her senses, looked up at the already empty infusion bottle, and ran out immediately.

Qiao Yu was exhausted, but couldn't help laughing.

Qiao Yu's infusion had no effect. Ji Sixuan looked at him while driving, "Will anyone take care of you when you go back? Should I ask Yin Hechang to take care of you, or I will send you back to your parents' house?"

Qiao Yu raised his head and rubbed his temples, "No, just go back and have a sleep."

Ji Sixuan sent Qiao Yu back, helped him into the door, boiled water and poured a cup in front of Qiao Yu, "Then I'll leave first?"

Qiao Yu sat on the sofa and nodded, "Okay, I won't send you away, you can drive the car away."

Ji Sixuan nodded, but was still worried when she walked to the entrance. She turned back. She couldn't bear it but still held it. She looked around but didn't look at him. She said with disgust, "You go to bed, I'll leave when you fall asleep."

Qiao Yu stood up on the sofa, "I'll go take a shower first, you can just take a look. The TV remote control is there, and there is a study room there. I don't want to watch TV with books and drinks in the refrigerator."

Ji Sixuan urged him to take a shower, and Qiao Yu quickly entered the bedroom. She walked around the huge living room alone for a few rounds, with the classic black and white color as the tone, consolidating the colorfulness into conciseness, and the atmosphere was a bit warm, which was indeed Qiao Yu's style.

Soon, the sound of running water came from the bathroom in the master bedroom. Ji Sixuan stood at the door of the master bedroom and listened, until the sound of water ended.

Ji Sixuan sat on the sofa diagonally opposite the bed, staring at Qiao Yu without blinking as if she had completed the task, "You go to bed."

Qiao Yu wanted to say something, opened his mouth and closed it again, and quickly closed his eyes, but for only ten seconds he couldn't help but open it, a little helpless, "Look at me, I can't sleep."

Ji Sixuan seemed to realize that it was awkward to stare at him, and quickly stood up, "Oh, then... I'll go to another room to see you, go to bed quickly, I'll see you fall asleep later, I'll leave."

She swayed from the kitchen to the study, from the study to the guest room, and it was only that big place in total, she swayed and returned to the study.

The bookcase in the study occupied a whole wall, filled with books. Ji Sixuan swept over rows, then moved the ladder next to her, climbed up barefootly, and saw a few familiar books on the top floor.

She picked out a book of professional textbooks when she was in school and opened them casually. The title page was neatly written with the word Qiao Yu. She turned back a few pages. In addition to the notes made by Qiao Yu, there were also some messy comics she deliberately graffitied.

She was just watching and heard Qiao Yu's voice, "Sixuan, are you leaving?"

"No!" Ji Sixuan responded, got off the ladder and ran over with a book barefoot, "Why aren't you asleep yet?"

"Maybe I've been sleeping too much at night, so I'm not too sleepy now." After saying that, Qiao Yu glanced at her feet, "It's cold, don't stand barefoot on the ground."

Ji Sixuan looked down, then looked around and looked up, and asked, "Where are my shoes?"

Qiao Yu felt that Ji Sixuan was sometimes a little stupid and cute, and quickly laughed, "Sit on the bed!"
Chapter completed!