From the other side of the study room, Shi Jing's plain and somewhat impatient voice came, but the cell phone still kept ringing.
Qian Qianqian looked at the annoying ringtone on her cell phone, pursed her lips in annoyance, and muttered in a low voice: "Who cares about annoying you? It's your loud and unpleasant ringtone that annoys me to death."
While muttering, she stood up and walked to Shi Jing's cell phone. She was about to hang up the phone when she saw Dr. Ye's name was displayed on it, which made her feel a little nervous.
Dr. Ye called me so late. Could it be that there was something wrong with the mirror?
With this thought in mind, regardless of the "bloody" consequences that would result from answering Shi Jing's call, she pressed the answer button.
Before he could speak, Dr. Ye's somewhat apologetic voice came from the other end of the phone:
"I'm sorry, Master Jing, for waking you up so late. I want to tell you that when you carried Miss Qian out of the bathroom, in addition to the bone displacement, you also injured your muscles and bones due to excessive force.
, so be careful when doing anything else, especially when going to the bathroom at night. ．
Qian Qianqian didn't listen to what Dr. Ye said next, but her mind was filled with his words of "holding Miss Qian out of the bathroom".
Holding the phone blankly, her eyes felt a little hot at this moment.
Was it Shi Jing who carried her out of the bathroom? He only had one hand at that time, so how could he carry her out of the bathroom? He.
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Did he use his right hand?
With his injured hand, how much pain would an adult have to endure to hold her out?
No wonder when she woke up, she saw that his face was horribly pale, and the gauze wrapping his right hand was obviously newly put on. Dr. Ye must have been here during this time.
She was then.
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At that time, she even thought with great disdain that he would not care about her.
Now that I think about it, if he hadn't hugged her and thrown her into the bathtub, she would have been in pain more than just her waist.
A warm current surged through my heart, and I couldn't help but feel a little guilty when I thought of my gritted attitude toward Shi Jing.
Thinking about it carefully, Shi Dashen was really kind to her. Apart from his bad mouth and being unforgiving, he really didn't bully her much.
Her eyes turned slightly red, and tears fell from her eyes. She didn't know whether she was moved by Shi Jing's actions, or whether she shed tears because she felt sorry for Shi Jing's injury. In short, she found that she was getting more and more tired.
It makes me cry more and more.
After Dr. Ye on the other end of the phone talked for a long time, seeing no response at all, he softly called out in confusion:
"Master Jing? Master Jing?"
Pulled back from his daze by Dr. Ye's voice, Qian Qianqian regained consciousness, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and said in a very normal voice: "Doctor Ye, it's me."
"Miss Qian?"
Obviously, the person on the other end of the phone was also shocked. Hearing her voice, he was obviously stunned for a moment. Qian Qianqian said into the phone:
"Don't worry, Dr. Ye, I will tell Shi Jing."
"Uh... Oh... Okay, I'm sorry to trouble you, Miss Qian."
"You're welcome."
After saying these three words calmly, she hung up the phone.
Slowly looking towards the direction of the study, he saw Shi Jing writing something with his left hand, his brows furrowing from time to time.