It's better to be a scholar than to fall in love

Chapter 253 Death is Responsibility

What Qiao Yue said was indeed true.

But she is also considered a talented player, and she was not scolded by the coach a few times when she took the driver's license test.

"How's your wound? Does it hurt? Hurry up and get out of the car. I'll treat your wound." Qiao Yue unbuttoned her seat belt and got out of the car while talking.

Shen Zheyi didn't move at all. When Qiao Yue opened the car door on his side, he smiled weakly, "I'm a little dizzy."

With so much blood, dizziness is normal operation.

But Shen Zheyi's performance now looks like a complete delicate beauty.

It has nothing to do with his ruthless appearance ten minutes ago.

Qiao Yue leaned over and unfastened his seat belt.

When the scent of orange soda lingered on the tip of his nose, Shen Zheyi wanted to say:
【Forget it, I will give you my life】

Qiao Yue bent down, and at the same time unfastened the seat belt, she wanted to help Shen Zheyi up, but she didn't pay much attention to the distance. Her cheeks gently slid over the tip of Shen Zheyi's nose, and the feeling of close skin was fleeting.

Shen Zheyi froze on his seat.

Qiao Yue frowned, her face itchy.

She was very calm on the surface, "get out of the car first."

Shen Zheyi pretended to be his weak beauty, and let Qiao Yue help him into the room, and then sat down on the sofa.

Qiao Yue hurried upstairs to find the medicine box without even changing her shoes.

Shen Zheyi watched her busy, with a kind of joy overflowing on the brows, and he didn't care about the dullness of his head.

When Qiao Yue came over with the medicine box, Shen Zheyi lowered his head and put his hands on his legs.

Under the bright light, he could see more and more the hideousness of his wound.

In addition, there is also hair, which is coagulated into one piece because of the blood.

Qiao Yue saw that Shen Zheyi's neck was covered with blood, and the blood flowed down and got into his collar.

She frowned deeply.

The bleeding has basically stopped, but the wound needs urgent treatment.

"Shen Zheyi, let me wipe it for you first." As she spoke, she subconsciously bent down to look at his face, only to find that his eyes, which were blocked by the broken hair on his forehead, were tightly closed.

"Shen Zheyi?" She called again, realizing that he had really passed out, her heart tightened.

Qiao Yue didn't care too much, picked up the phone, found a person from WeChat, clicked in, and pressed the video chat request.

It was a few time zones away from Lin City's side, and it was almost morning, so the call was answered quickly.

What came into my eyes was a chicken nest, and then the quilt, and the voice still had a nasty voice, "Qiao Xiaoyue, is it early morning over there? Why are you calling me in the middle of the night?"

Qiao Yue clicked on the rear camera, her voice was cold, "Help me see how to deal with this wound, do you want to send it to the hospital?"

The other person immediately exploded, "Since when did you have a man in your family? Have you made a boyfriend?"

It's hard to describe that expression.

"I've seen you grow up so big since I was a child, and I treat you like my own daughter. You are in the third year of high school and you gave me a puppy love?"

Qiao Yue: "..."

"Look at the wound first." Qiao Yue pointed the phone at the wound on the back of Shen Zheyi's head involuntarily, "If he dies, I will be responsible."

responsible?

This is as serious as it sounds.

Lu Shibai took a serious look at the wound. Although it was only a video call, the pixels of both phones were high.

After reading it, Lu Shibai twitched the corner of his mouth, "Isn't it just a skin injury, it makes you nervous."

Upon hearing this, Qiao Yue fixed the phone vertically on the coffee table and switched back to the front camera, "Tell me, what should I do?"

(End of this chapter)