Chapter 112: The Pseudo-Good Girl of the Ruffian Scum 22
Being young and frivolous, feeling that you are the center of the world, and it is normal for someone to love you.
But when he remembered that sentence was not worthy, remembered Jiang's mother's deliberate pretending not to see it, remembered that he couldn't even pay for the follow-up rehabilitation medicine, and thought that he would become a cripple.
How could anyone like him?
This kind of excellent good girl just enjoys the feeling of helping others, she is not in good health, she wants to find a sense of superiority from her brainpower.
"Jiang Lin, you don't care about my affairs, do you think everyone likes to be a good student, a good baby for teachers and parents?" Wu Zhixing opened his mouth in a very bad tone, and just wanted her to hurry up and get away.
Xijing didn't know what he was thinking, and thought he was like this because of a foot injury.
Xijing is not good at comforting people.
So as soon as she rolled her eyes, her body softened, and she fell down.
"Jiang Lin!" Wu Zhixing held her in a panic, but saw that she closed her eyes and didn't say a word, and even her breathing was very weak.
Wu Zhixing panicked instantly, he didn't know what to do, picked up the Xijing and limped to the hospital three streets away, and even forgot that this kind of emergency should be stopped immediately and sent to the hospital as soon as possible.
Xijing just pretended to be dizzy, and it could be regarded as a test of Wu Zhixing, judging from his reaction, he should still be very concerned about himself.
As a result, he was carrying and running all the way, but the bumps made her really uncomfortable, and her face was slightly pale at this time.
"Let me down......" Xijing felt that if she pretended to be dizzy again, she might be really dizzy.
Wu Zhixing hurriedly stopped, carefully put her down, and asked, "What's wrong with you?" ”
"Dizziness...... It's a little hard to breathe......" Xijing continued to act, observing the expression on his face.
"You hold on, I'll take you to the hospital."
Xijing hurriedly waved his hand and said, "It's okay, I'll just rest for a while...... I've been used to it for a long time. ”
The next thing is to sell badly! Let him know that he is risking his life for his own good.
Wu Zhixing's frowning brows revealed his doubts, and asked, "Are you really anemic?" ”
Xijing showed a wry smile and said, "No." ”
"What is it?" He asked cautiously, with worry and fear in his heart.
She still maintained a bitter smile, and slowly spit out two words: "Terminally ill." ”
"......" If someone else said that he was terminally ill, Wu Zhixing would feel that he was joking, hypocritical, and ridiculing the bloody plot in Korean dramas. But what she said was quite convincing.
For a moment he didn't know what to say anything good, comforting, and couldn't think of a suitable word.
Teasing her as usual? It's a matter of life and death, no jokes.
Wu Zhixing lowered her head and was silent for a long time, until the flat smile on her face disappeared.
-L-Tide Mirror just laughed for a long time and was a little stiff.
You're going to give you a reaction! Even if it's just a classmate, you have to be a little surprised!
He stretched out his hand to comb the broken hair in front of her forehead, and said, "God really never favors anyone, and always looks for a balance in different directions." ”
He was lamenting her, and he was lamenting himself.
And he, the only advantage is actually gone, a healthy body, how can a lame leg be considered healthy.
"Wu Zhixing." Xijing hesitated for a moment and said, "I don't know how much time I have left, but my wish may not be fulfilled...... Can you help me? ”
She knew it was too early to speak, but she wasn't sure how long the original owner's body would last.