Chapter 19: Help her apply the medicine
When a person doesn't believe you, it's useless for you to explain it a thousand times.
Shi Ran suddenly understood the old saying.
If you want to add sin, there is no excuse.
She didn't try to justify anything anymore, just walked quietly to the side and stood alone, watching Tan Yizhou soften her face towards Bing Qian, and soothing her as she spoke.
Until there was a knock on the door and the doctor came in with a medical kit.
Throughout the whole process, Tan Yizhou never gave her a single look, as if she was an eye-obstructing air.
The tension of the previous fear of misunderstanding has faded, and the limbs left behind are only weak numbness.
Shi Ran suddenly felt very cold.
She twitched her fingertips slightly, and found that the blood seemed to be frozen, turning from hot to cold, swimming through her body.
She shuddered slightly, and the afterglow seemed to see Tan Yizhou looking over.
When I looked closer, I found that he was actually talking to the doctor on the side.
The corners of Shi Ran's mouth hooked up a self-deprecating smile.
"Xiangyang, help her take a look, she fell down the stairs."
Bing Qian nervously grabbed the hem of Tan Yizhou's clothes, and Tan Yizhou said "rest assured" with relief, turned sideways, and withdrew the hem of the clothes without a trace.
Bian Xiangyang stepped forward and squatted, lifted Bing Qian's trouser legs and looked at them, and then pressed them again.
Bing Qian took a light breath.
Bian Xiangyang pinched her ankle and moved, and asked her, "Does it hurt?" ”
Bing Qian secretly glanced at Yizhou, and then hesitated: "...... Hurt. ”
"How high did you fall?"
"More than a meter."
Bian Xiangyang withdrew his hand, took out a bottle of safflower oil from the medicine box beside him and put it on the table, then stood up and said, "It's no big deal, it's just a broken foot, just apply medicine for two days." ”
"Don't you really have to make a film?" Bing Qian's tone seemed to be a little worried, her eyes swept over Shi Ran very quickly, and her words were pointed, "My feet feel very painful. ”
"No." Bian Xiangyang pulled off the mask below, revealing a face as vigorous as the sun.
"Speaking of which, I have to call you Senior Sister."
Bing Qian's eyes widened slightly.
Bian Xiangyang, the only son of the Bian family. The Bian family has been Xiangya for generations, and it is rumored that the ancestral master inherited Hua Tuo. When I was in college, I was almost inseparable from Tan Yizhou, and I also talked about Yizhou growing up together since childhood.
Since he said that he just broke his foot, there is really no need to make a film.
Bing Qian secretly said that it was a pity in her heart, but a smile quickly appeared on her face, "It turned out to be you, I didn't recognize it when I wore a mask just now, I'm really sorry." ”
Bian Xiangyang waved his hand, looked around the house familiarly, and said with a sigh in his mouth: "Okay, you talked about Yizhou, you bought such a house in Mantingfang, why have you never called me to come over to play." ”
Then, those playful eyes seemed to inadvertently glance at Shi Ran, who was standing silently on the side, and said in a joking tone: "Shouldn't you be playing some kind of golden house hidden Jiao?" ”
Tan Yizhou frowned for a moment, his tone was unclear, and he seemed to be warned: "Bian Xiangyang, if it's okay, you can go." ”
"You kid, I'll pat my ass and drive me away when I'm done, okay, so you can leave me for a meal." As he spoke, Bian Xiangyang had already walked to the dining table, sat down very naturally, picked up the chopsticks and put the dish into his mouth, and chewed it comfortably, "Why is this dish cold...... Taste ok. ”
Xiangyang said while eating: "Your family has changed aunts?" I remember that when I came to your house for dinner, it didn't taste like this. ”
He didn't expect to get a reply from Tan Yizhou at all, he knew that he had never been too lazy to reply to these frivolous words.
But Bing Qian, who was sitting on the sofa, spoke softly, and said shyly: "It's my cooking, and I want Yizhou to taste my craftsmanship, although it's really not as good as the professional level." ”
"That's right." Bian Xiangyang turned his head to look at the three of them and greeted them warmly, "Come and eat together." ”
The air seemed to stand still.
Shi Ran slowly rolled his eyes, as if the soulless had just returned to his soul, and his voice was like a mosquito fly: "I won't eat it, I'll go upstairs first." With that, he walked towards the stairs with a somewhat stiff pace that had been standing for a long time.
"Stop."
Shi Ran stopped his pace and looked at the source of the sound a little vacantly.
Tan Yizhou felt that her dejected appearance at this time was extremely eye-catching, and unknown emotions climbed up to his heart like vines, tightening and contracting, making him feel uncomfortable.
He felt that it must be because Shi Ran was too rebellious today that his mood became so bad.
So he picked up the safflower oil on the table and walked to Shi Ran's side.
The red bottle lined his porcelain-white fingers, and his muscles and jade bones became more and more icy.
The pair of peach blossom eyes that should be affectionate but always cold were slightly closed, and Shi Ran could even clearly see the thick and slender eyelashes above.
He was so close, and when he got close, Ran's heartbeat accelerated a little, and the temperature around him became warmer.
"What you did wrong, you should take it upon yourself."
A small bottle was suddenly stuffed into his hand, and Shi Ran looked at Tan Yizhou silently, waiting for his unfinished judgment.
He didn't make her wait too long, he only paused for a moment before giving the final order.
"Help her apply the medicine."