Xiu Xi wrapped Ruan Jiaojiaoâs injured little hand in a handkerchief, then squatted down in front of her.
Ruan Jiaojiao actually felt that this injury didnât require a hospital visit at all, but seeing the tense expressions of the people around her, particularly Xiu Xiâs cold and imposing demeanor, she knew that if she didnât go, they would definitely be worried. In the end, she silently swallowed her words, obediently climbed onto his back, and rested her small head on his shoulder.
At this moment, the voices of people discussing around her reached her ears.
"Isnât this the little genius from Class Two, only ten-something years old?"
"This guy looks really handsome, is he mixed-race?"
"Are they siblings? Wow, this brother is so nice, personally escorting her to the restroom."
"..." Ruan Jiaojiao thought, damn, personally escorting to the restroom!
Moreover, shouldnât the focus now be on the broken faucet in the restroom that injured her hand? Why are they just fixated on discussing her being escorted to the restroom?
Ruan Jiaojiao still found Xiu Xiâs behavior odd, and she couldnât hold it in any longer. While being carried to the hospital by Xiu Xi, she couldnât help but ask again, "Brother Xiu, are you really not hiding anything from me?"
Xiu Xi paused for a moment and didnât answer. He was unable to answer because he had once promised that as long as she asked, he would tell her and would not hide anything from her.
But.
This time, he hesitated.
The thought of possibly dying at any moment is terrifying for anyone, and Xiu Xiâs mouth felt glued shut, unable to speak. He really didnât want her to live in constant fear of his sudden death.
"Brother Xiu?" Ruan Jiaojiao tugged at his ear, intentionally speaking louder, "Brother Xiu, are you deaf? Why arenât you answering me."
"Letâs go to the hospital to treat the wound first," Xiu Xi replied.
"Fine." Ruan Jiaojiao wrapped her arms around his neck, paused for two seconds, and couldnât help but softly say, "Actually, I donât think itâs necessary to go to the hospital. Itâs just a minor injury; we can use the medicine from before..."
"No way, we must get a tetanus shot immediately," Xiu Xi said sternly. With her current luck, itâs entirely possible she could die from tetanus due to this small wound.
Hearing the seriousness in Xiu Xiâs words, Ruan Jiaojiao knew it was useless to say anything more, and she had to hold onto him obediently.
The old doctor in the outpatient department had a subtly peculiar expression when he saw Ruan Jiaojiao, "Young lady, did you step in dog poop or something?" Otherwise, how could your luck be so bad? Yesterday you were cut by the inside of a hot water bottle, and today the faucet. Neither of these should usually cause injuries, yet she managed to get hurt both times.
Who wouldnât agree?
Ruan Jiaojiao also felt as if she was cursed with bad luck, getting injured no matter what she did. Yesterday with Yang Tao, it was the same spot where the hot water bottle managed to specifically cut her.
Today was even more so; the faucet was fine in Yang Taoâs hands, turning it on and off without issue, but when it was her turn, it broke and cut two big gashes on her hand.
"Alright, the wound is cleaned, but I donât have a tetanus shot here. Only Fukang Hospital does, you should go there to get it," the old doctor said after treating Ruan Jiaojiaoâs wound.
Upon hearing this, Ruan Jiaojiao felt annoyed, and she was about to tell Xiu Xi maybe they shouldnât go. Could it really be so unlucky to get tetanus from a simple cut?