I, the villainous female lead, wear many hats

Chapter 363 The Hospital Meets Bian Jichen

There is nothing wrong with ginger tea.

But the problem is...

The owners of these two tickets seem to be dissatisfied.

Si Zichen gave her these two tickets.

She can be said to be the owner of these two tickets, but she doesn't seem to be.

She smiled awkwardly.

For the first time, she felt that the left and right were male (difficult).

Seeing Si Zichen standing in front looking at her angrily and aggrieved, he really looked like a dog.

Since the owner of the ticket disagreed, it would definitely be immoral for her to do that.

She took a deep breath, just when she was about to tactfully reject the scheming boy next to her who was trying to get close to her.

Before she could speak, Cheng Hao interrupted her.

"It's okay, sister."

"It's okay, I just don't go to the concert."

After finishing speaking, he thoughtfully let go of her hand and took a step away from her.

Si Zichen hugged his chest and snorted coldly.

Still acquainted.

He whimpered and whimpered, his eyes almost rolled to the sky.

Jiang Chacha just breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that this matter is over.

Suddenly, a young man in a sickly body covered his heart beside her, and then began to cough violently.

Jiang Chacha was frightened, and immediately went to pat him on the back, "Student Cheng, are you okay?"

Cheng Hao's beautiful eyes were misty, and while coughing, he continued weakly and intermittently, "Cough...I don't want to see my sister in trouble...cough cough."

He coughed so badly that people felt as if he was going to go in the next second.

Seeing the scene in front of her, Jiang Chacha felt deeply that she was not human.

Her firm heart just now was shaken.

She supported Cheng Hao, who was still coughing, and looked at Si Zichen, whose face was dark all the time.

She asked weakly, "Can I give him this concert ticket?"

Si Zichen: ...

At this time, he suddenly received a call, saying that the special car had stopped at the school gate and wanted to pick him up for filming.

After turning off the phone, Si Zichen's expression was still very ugly.

He frowned, his eyes were sleepy, and the corners of his sharp mouth were pursed. It seemed that the three words unwilling were written all over his body.

But seeing Jiang Chacha looking at him with such pleading eyes, his heart was also shaken.

Although very reluctant to give that little green tea.

But she begged him.

So, Si Zichen agreed.

Before leaving, he gave her an aggrieved and vicious look. "but--"

"You have to promise me one thing in the future."

Jiang Chacha also felt that it was so embarrassing in her heart, both sides seemed that she was not human.

Seeing his request, she agreed without thinking about it.

Cheng Hao covered his chest, watched Si Zichen walk by with his own eyes, and before leaving, he gave him a vague look, and he lowered his eyes silently.

After Si Zichen left.

A slender white hand appeared in front of his eyes.

She handed over a concert ticket.

"Give you."

Jiang Chacha smiled at him.

In fact, he was able to break the prejudice, and just now acted so intimately with her, like a friend who talked about everything, she was also very happy.

I always feel that he doesn't seem to hate her that much anymore.

As a result, not long after Si Zichen left, he turned his back on him.

He glanced at the concert ticket in her hand, frowned, and turned his eyes indifferently.

"I do not want."

After speaking, turn around and leave.

Ginger tea:? ? ? ?
No, since you don't want it, what were you doing just now? ?
He should want it very much, right?
Why is the attitude so different now from just now!
The second he turned around, Jiang Chacha stretched out his hand.

Her hands held his wrist in the air.

Cheng Hao's face was expressionless, his spine was slightly stiff, and he stopped moving.

He didn't look back.

"Don't you really want this concert ticket?"

Jiang Chacha lowered her head, walked to his side, and took his hand that was hanging aside.

His fingers are pinched together in the shape of a fist.

Jiang Chacha gently opened his fingers, and finally stuffed the concert ticket into his hand.

"Give you."

When she was done, she smiled.

She had a really good smile, and it was really dazzling.

Cheng Hao looked at her indifferently.

Seeing her smiling so happily, he had a cruel thought just now.

Feeling out of control, he clenched his hands subconsciously.

He kind of wanted to tear this concert ticket in front of her and show her viciously, tearing it into tiny pieces one after another, scattering them in the air, to see how she would turn a smiling face into a panicked and secretly Sad.

But in the end, he never figured out why he didn't do that.

After bidding farewell to Cheng Hao who didn't want to talk to her, Jiang Chacha went home.

She thought she had had enough bad luck recently, because she lost four part-time jobs in one fell swoop.

But she didn't expect that she could still be unlucky.

She kicked the empty plastic bottles on the ground boredly on the road, and kicked them happily.

But soon, she let out a pig-killing cry.

—she kicked a nearby stone.

And it looks very serious, that foot hurts when walking.

Walk like a lame.

She still felt pain in her feet at night, so she had no choice but to take a taxi to the hospital in the city center.

The doctor only checked her and didn't take an X-ray, so she bandaged her foot and told her to take it off after two or three days, and not to do strenuous exercise recently.

Then there is nothing.

She had to put back on her sandals and walked out with a limping.

I have heard that in the level of loneliness, going to the hospital alone takes up one level.

She wrinkled her nose.

Indeed, walking around the hospital alone is quite lonely.

but……

What concerned her the most was, how did she, an innocent high school girl, become crippled? ?
She is going to be depressed.

Maybe because she thought her walking posture was funny, there were always people in the hospital corridor looking at her with suppressed smiles.

Her face darkened.

The fist is going to be hard!
So much so that when she walked on the corridor, she couldn't help but bring some personal emotions, walking like someone owed her tens of thousands.

The aisle of the hospital was brightly illuminated by the lights, and the light was still reflecting.

When Jiang Chacha raised her head inadvertently, she was stunned.

I saw a boy in black sitting quietly on a chair not far away.

He was wearing a peaked cap, which cast a light shadow on his face, so he couldn't see his face clearly, but Jiang Chacha could still recognize his unique temperament at a glance.

It's Bian Jichen.

Jiang Chacha stopped slowly.

I saw him lowering his eyes, and his blue blood-veined hand was holding a document in his hand.

Bian Jichen was in a bad mood recently, maybe he was tired of watching it, so he frowned again, just when he was about to raise his hand to rub his temples.

Suddenly, a person sat down next to him.

"Why are you here?" the girl said with a smile.

Just hearing her voice was enough to make his eyes condense.

He suddenly looked sideways, staring at her with cold eyes.

Seeing him looking back at him so intently, Jiang Chacha's heartbeat inevitably accelerated a lot.

With a calm face, she continued to say hello, "What a coincidence."

"Are you coming to the hospital too?"

After Bian Jichen took a deep look at her, he looked away.

He hummed calmly.

I don't know why, he doesn't like talking very much, but every time she stays with him, she doesn't feel embarrassed at all, but she still likes such a quiet atmosphere.

Jiang Chacha shyly pointed at Jiojio who was wrapped like a pig's trotter.

"I sprained my ankle, come here and bandage it."

He also looked at the past seriously.

Just one glance made him frown.

He seemed to be in a worse mood.

He became angry, and Jiang Chacha was quite scared.

So she looked at him cautiously, "What about you?"

"How did you come to the hospital?"

are you sick?

It doesn't seem like it looks like it.

Hearing this, Bian Jichen said calmly, "See an ophthalmologist."

ophthalmology?What happened to his eyes?

Ginger Chacha was at a loss.

Her gaze was quickly drawn to the object in his hand again.

She thought it was his medical record.

As a result, the headshot on her resume flashed into her eyes.

Ginger tea:.

She had another heart attack.

(End of this chapter)