For some reason, Jiang Xiaoqu, who had always hated meddling in other people's business, felt sour when she saw Shi Han softly closing his eyes, feeling pity for this cold man.
He was very thin and had a sinister look on his face, but the hostility and precaution in his eyes did not scare Jiang Xiaoqu away.
Well, maybe, he is a poor homeless orphan.
Jiang Xiaoqu thought like this, helped the weak guy up, and walked slowly and laboriously towards the intersection.
"Uncle, my car has been repaired, so I will leave it with you temporarily. I will come over to pick up the car in a while, okay?" Jiang Xiaoqu held the soft Shi Han, wiped his sweat, and talked to the uncle who repaired the car.
The old man raised his head, glanced at Jiang Xiaoqu and Shi Han with curiosity, seemed to have guessed something, and nodded silently.
It's really shameful for young people today to hug each other like that in broad daylight.
What should I do? This man must be sick from the first look. It would be heartless to let him fall into that pool of sewage.
Jiang Xiaoqu put aside her personal values for the time being, gritted her teeth, and waved for a taxi.
This was one of the few times she hired a taxi, but she couldn't bear to spend the money, if it weren't for the fact that she couldn't help the weak man leaning on her shoulder.
"Master, go to the nearest hospital." Jiang Xiaoqu said to the driver.
The driver glanced at the beautiful girl in the rear mirror, and then at the handsome boy lying on her shoulder. He thought to himself, did her boyfriend drink too much?
"Let's go to the nearest central hospital, okay?"
"Well, okay." Jiang Xiaoqu responded at the same time as a weak but determined voice sounded.
"Don't go to the hospital!"
(⊙o⊙) Oh? Jiang Xiaoqu was stunned for a moment and whispered, "Sir, what can you do if you don't go to the hospital? You are already weak..."
"Don't go to the hospital..." Shi Han muttered, barely maintaining his remaining strength, and even struggled stubbornly to get out of the car.
"Okay, okay, then, master, let's go to Jichang Lane." After Jiang Xiaoqu said the address where she lived, she was startled. Why did she lead a strange man to her home without even thinking about it?
Biting my lip, I realized that what I was doing was very inappropriate. I wanted to change my address again, but I was embarrassed again.
Forget it, let's just pretend to be Lei Feng once. It won't happen next time, just this time.
Her poverty and constraints did not allow her to act like a good Samaritan.
Finally arriving at Jichang Alley, where sewage flowed, and under the attic she blocked, Jiang Xiaoqu paid the taxi fare distressedly, then struggled to pull Shi Han, who was already unconscious, out of the car, and then gasped loudly and pulled him together.
Carrying it up to the attic.
In his hazy consciousness, Shi Han vaguely knew that he was taken to a strange place by that petite girl. There was a smell here that he was not familiar with, and that smell was called home.
Should he put this man on the sofa, on Xiaohe's bed, or on his own bed? After thinking for ten seconds, Jiang Xiaoqu reluctantly sent him to his bed in his room.
After all, she is a guest, so leaving her on a small, not-so-soft sofa is really unjustifiable.
She let him sleep on Xiaohe's bed, but she was afraid that Xiaohe would be disgusted.
After much thought, it is always oneself who makes the sacrifice.
This man's hair was wet and reeked of sewage. The clothes on his body were also soaked, and water dripped from them even if he pinched them.
I touched his forehead and it was still very hot.
But she was the only one at home, and even if he was soaked, she couldn't change his clothes.
Gritting his teeth, Jiang Xiaoqu cruelly ignored the fact that he was soaked and had a high fever. He walked to the kitchen, turned on the stove, and started making soup.
Not daring to go back to his bedroom, Jiang Xiaoqu just bit his lip and stood in the kitchen, looking at his bedroom from a distance.
The man didn't move, just lying on her bed in that posture.
I can’t help but wonder, will the sheets on my bed get wet? Will they get dirty?
The soup in the pot slowly gurgled, and she no longer needed to stay here, so Jiang Xiaoqu tiptoed to his bedroom and looked down at the man on the bed.
His face was very pale and bloodless.
Jiang Xiaoqu put her hand to touch his forehead again. Ah, it was even hotter than before.
While Shi Han was in a foggy coma, he subconsciously used all his strength to open Jiang Xiaoqu's hand that was placed on his forehead.
He doesn't like anyone touching him!
ah!
Jiang Xiaoqu groaned, "You are such a hateful person. A dog bites Lu Dongbin but you don't know a good heart! I'm kind to you, but you actually hit my hand?"
He instinctively rejected her, but Jiang Xiaoqu breathed a sigh of relief.
As long as you're not a pervert.
Jiang Xiaoqu's temperament is cold on the outside but stubborn on the inside. When she saw that this man wouldn't let her control him, she decided to be kind to the end.
So Jiang Xiaoqu angrily found Xiaohe's pajamas and began to unbutton the man's clothes.
Someone is touching the collar of his clothes!
Shi Han's alarm sounded one after another.
He half-closed his eyes, snorted, and moved his limp arms to stop Jiang Xiaoqu.
"Hey, what are you blocking? Are you still strong? If you have the ability, don't have a fever, don't faint! Be honest!" Jiang Xiaoqu took advantage of the man's fever and weakness, so he tore off his shirt like that.
When Shi Han's chest muscles were completely exposed, Jiang Xiaoqu still blushed. Although he had seen Xiao He's bare butt since childhood, it was two different things from seeing a strange man. Xiao He was his closest relative and his younger brother. Facing Xiao He,
He, she was like a mother, taking care of Xiao He meticulously. And... this man was the first strange man she had such close contact with...
Shi Han's strong and muscular chest muscles were still so shocking that it shocked Jiang Xiaoqu's eyes.
Although he looks so thin, he didn't think of taking off his clothes, but his figure is so impressive.
With a red face and half-closed eyes, Jiang Xiaoqu put Xiao He's pajamas on Shi Han randomly. During this period, due to nervousness, he even used the cuffs as a collar to put on Shi Han's head twice. He was extremely hasty and embarrassed.
Taking off the soaked pants underneath is even more of a hassle.
Jiang Xiaoqu didn't know how to unbutton a man's belt. The buckle of a brand-name belt actually made Jiang Xiaoqu sweat. She didn't figure out what mechanism it was. After fiddling with it for a long time, she still couldn't put the belt away. Finally, she got frustrated and wanted to
When she gave up, she accidentally touched the belt somewhere, and with a click, the belt came loose.
Jiang Xiaoqu pulled Shi Han's pants down and said to himself, "Am I right to do this? Am I too reckless? Too self-righteous?"
The man's youthful and strong body still made it difficult for Jiang Xiaoqu to breathe.
Underwear must not be taken off. If it gets wet, let it get wet. She cannot take off his underwear.
Shi Han was wearing Xiaohe's pajamas. The more nervous she became, the more hurriedly she became, but she accidentally touched his skin.
"Ah! I, I, I didn't mean it, really, really didn't mean it!" Jiang Xiaoqu, who can handle anything he encounters with ease, waved his hands in embarrassment like this for the first time, like a little kid who made a big mistake.
The child took two steps back in horror. It was only when he realized that the person involved knew nothing and was still in a coma that Jiang Xiaoqu knocked on his head and cursed himself for being a fool.
After constantly telling herself that she was just saving people with good intentions and had no intention of molesting others, Jiang Xiaoqu gradually calmed down and returned to her usual calm demeanor.
I found antipyretic medicine, tasted it in the man's mouth, then pinched his nose, stuck chopsticks in his mouth, and forced him to drink a lot of boiled water, just like forcing Xiaohe to take medicine when he was a child, his movements were skillful and experienced.
The soup was ready. Jiang Xiaoqu placed the small pot on the small table, looked at the sleeping man, and then looked at his watch.
Oops, no, it’s already lunch break! I actually wasted the whole morning’s class like this. I shouldn’t have done that!
She is a very serious and dedicated student in her studies. She has always been among the top three in the class and won scholarships every year. This is the first time she has been absent from class so much.
Jiang Xiaoqu touched the man's forehead. Well, yes, the fever has begun to subside. It is estimated that he will be fine in a few hours.
Jiang Xiaoqu found a piece of paper, wrote a few lines in a flash, then put it under the small pot, took it to the door, and went to class.
When Shi Han woke up, it was already half past two in the afternoon.
He held his head, stood up slowly, and stared at everything around him in surprise.
The small house is very clean, but the total area is not as big as his bathroom.
Although Sparrow is small and well-equipped, it has everything here, a small living room, a small kitchen and a toilet, everything is small.
However, Shi Han had to admit that although it was small, it was very cozy here.
He was much better, with no hallucinations of fever, and no signs of backflow of blood. He stretched out, strode into the small living room with long legs, sat together in front of the low table, and curiously looked at the small pot on the table.
.
When he opened the lid, a sweet and fragrant smell of soup rushed into his nose. He couldn't help closing his eyes and sniffing, revealing a faint smile.
At this time, I saw the note pressed under the small pot. The handwriting on it was very graceful, and it looked like it was written by a girl with a delicate mind.
The note read:
Unknown Mr.: Seeing that you had a fever and passed out at the end of the alley, I took you home. Your clothes were all wet, so I changed them for you without your consent, washed them, and dried them on the balcony.
There is porridge in it, prepared for you. I wish you a speedy recovery.
Signature: Ginger.
Haha, ginger?
Could this be a person's name? Ginger? Or garlic!
Shi Han smiled and read the small note again, reading it very carefully and carefully, considering every word.
The woman in the fantasy is this ginger, right?
Shi Han put away the small note, then found his own clothes from the balcony, without wearing them, he held them in his hands, then looked at the small room with nostalgia, and then jumped into the air.
Whoosh... Like Spider-Man, Shi Han's figure turned into a dazzling light, flying rapidly through the rows of buildings.