"Ahhhhhh—" As soon as Zhao Zhao saw him, she couldn't help but cover her face with her hands, stomp her feet, and scream softly.
Jiang Jianhuan looked helpless. Su Mo closed the car door, exchanged a glance with her from afar, and was about to walk over.
"My idol!" Zhao Zhao was already running towards him, ignoring her suitcase and throwing it aside, and rushed forward impatiently.
"Thump—"
A loud crash, and the change happened in just a few seconds. No one saw clearly what happened; all they knew was that when they came to their senses, Zhao Zhao had already fallen face down on the steps, head down, feet up, his whole body in a tilted position, lying in front of them.
"Zhao Zhao! Are you alright!" Jiang Jianhuan rushed over in a panic. Zhao Zhao was lying there, howling in pain.
"Ouch, it hurts so much, it hurts so much!" Su Mo wasn't far away either. She took a few steps forward and, together with Jiang Jianhuan, helped her up from the steps. Zhao Zhao was genuinely excited and thrilled, but at the same time, she was enduring the excruciating pain in her body. She grimaced and trembled as she wailed.
"Oh my god, my leg... is probably broken."
Chapter 59
The restaurant reservation was cancelled, so I had to go to the hospital instead. Luckily, I knew someone there, and as soon as I parked the car at the entrance, a nurse was there with a wheelchair waiting for me.
The two helped Zhao Zhao sit down and took the elevator to the third floor, the orthopedics department.
After the doctor's examination, it was determined that the leg was not broken, but the ligaments were strained and needed to be immobilized with a cast.
While Zhao Zhao was resting on the bed with one leg wrapped up like a mummy, Bai Qiu, wearing a white coat and smelling strongly of disinfectant, pushed open the door and came in.
"What's wrong? Who's injured?" He scanned the ward and finally his gaze fell on Zhao Zhao, an unfamiliar face. Bai Qiu frowned slightly.
“This is my friend, Zhao Zhao,” Jiang Jianhuan stepped forward to introduce. “This is Bai Qiu, Su Mo’s college classmate.”
Upon hearing this, Zhao Zhao's eyes lit up immediately. He sat up halfway and reached out his hand to Bai Qiu.
Hello, hello.
Bai Qiu glanced at her palm; a grayish clump, quite noticeable, clump of dust clung to her fair skin. He kept his hands in his coat pockets, not moving.
Zhao Zhao felt a little embarrassed. She glanced at her hands, which were dirty, probably from when she fell to the ground. She wiped her hands on the blanket, then looked up at him and smiled.
"hey-hey."
To be honest, it's a bit stupid.
Bai Qiu couldn't bear to look at her and looked away.
"What's going on?" He looked at Su Mo, his dark eyes clear and calm, like leaves washed by a late autumn rain, carrying a damp and cool feeling.
Zhao Zhao stared at his handsome, fair profile, thinking, "He really is a male god; even his friends are so good-looking. Birds of a feather flock together."
"I accidentally fell down the steps." Su Mo rubbed his forehead, seemingly reluctant to talk about it. This was the first time he had encountered such a sudden and highly accidental event.
Bai Qiu then turned her gaze to Zhao Zhao, looking at her silly face, and felt that this reason made some sense.
What did the doctor say?
"It's a ligament strain. You'll need to stay in the hospital for a few days and then go back and rest properly." Jiang Jianhuan felt extremely guilty. The other person had come all the way from overseas to have fun, but ended up being bedridden with an injury.
What's even more worrying is that she'll probably have to hire a caregiver to help her go back to work.
I hope Auntie won't blame her.
"Bai Qiu, I'll have to trouble you to look after him these next few days." Su Mo patted his shoulder, rarely asking for a favor. After all, Zhao Zhao was injured because of her.
Moreover, they came all the way from overseas.
"Okay, I'll try to find a caregiver I know later. Come over and take a look when you have time."
At midday, none of them had eaten. Bai Qiu and Su Mo went outside and brought in a few takeout meals, including a light pork rib soup specially for Zhao Zhao, the idea being that you are what you eat.
Jiang Jianhuan set up a small table on the bed, opened all the takeout boxes and put them out, and the two sat facing each other to eat.
The ward was quiet, and the bed next to it was empty. No one was there. Su Mo and Bai Qiu had already eaten and went outside to chat.
"Sigh." While drinking the soup, Zhao Zhao suddenly sighed softly, his hand holding the spoon paused, and he looked dejected with his head down.
"This is probably God's punishment for my lustful ways."
"Cough." Even though he was used to Zhao Zhao's surprising remarks, Jiang Jianhuan still choked a little while drinking the soup.
"This was just an accident," Jiang Jianhuan said seriously, then, remembering something, reprimanded him.
"But you should be more careful in the future. Don't be so loud and boisterous all the time. Su Mo isn't going to run away, so why are you in such a hurry?"
"I just couldn't hold back..." Zhao Zhao said, feeling wronged.
"If someone you've admired from afar for so long suddenly appears right in front of you, could you tolerate it?"
Jiang Jianhuan thought about it carefully. If it was someone she greatly admired and liked.
Hmm... I'm afraid that's not possible either.
"This might be an opportunity given to you by God," Jiang Jianhuan said earnestly.
"Hmm?" Zhao Zhao became interested.
“Think about it, you originally only planned to stay for a few days and then go back, but now you have a month, and Su Mo and I will definitely come to see you often. Don’t you think this creates a great opportunity?”
"...Thank you."
On the hospital rooftop, Bai Qiu took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, pulled one out for himself, and handed it to Su Mo.