Ji Chi opened the door and let Wen He in. Her previously damp hair had been dried, but she was still wearing the bathrobe with the cloak.
Ji Chi braced himself against the door, blocking the way in. " Lawyer Jiang? Would you like to come in and have a seat?"
Jiang Ye stopped at the doorway, watching the other person's attempt to hide. He raised his hand, adjusted his glasses, and said to Wen He inside, " Xiao He, would you like to come with me to the cabin to rest for a bit?"
Wen He sat back on the soft sofa, her ahoge (cowlick) turning to face the door.
"No need, we still need to go to the hospital later. If Lawyer Jiang has nothing else to do, you can go back first."
Ji Chi speaking, Ji Chi quickly and quietly closed the door without waiting for a response.
There is no obligation to give a rival a chance.
Jiang Ye stared at the closed door in front of him and slowly closed his eyes.
The first time was at the hospital... then in the small house... and then last night at the hotel.
This door was like a wall, separating him from Wen He... No matter what he did, he couldn't step through, just like now...
Jiang Ye chuckled self-deprecatingly and limped toward the elevator.
The pain in his knee drew Wen He's attention back. He lowered his head and carefully blew on the red and swollen area, the cool breeze easing the pain slightly.
Ji Chi took some chilled water from the refrigerator and placed it on the other person's red and swollen eyes. "I brought you the tablet and clothes. Let's go to the hospital to have the wound checked first."
Wen He closed his eyes, enjoying the comfort of the cool water, and answered softly while holding the water bottle in his hands.
"Hmm... I should go take a look."
Normally, Wen He would have refused his suggestion, but now his foot hurt... it was so painful it was numb.
This can't go on, or I'll be crippled...
I don't want to become disabled.
Ji Chi took off his bathrobe and took out the clothes his assistant had prepared from the bed to change into.
He stepped forward and snatched the water bottle from Wen He's eyes. "Can you still walk?"
"Yes, you can."
Seeing that he was struggling to stand up while supporting himself on the sofa, Ji Chi did not hesitate any longer, bent down, reached through his knees, and steadily hugged him in his arms.
Just like when the two of them arrived.
"Please take your phone."
"Oh..."
Ji Chi carried the woman out of the room, while Wen He held her phone, which contained a message from Lawyer Jiang.
Lawyer Jiang: Xiao He, I'm going back now.
Lawyer Jiang: Be careful with your foot injury; don't walk too much.
Wen He turned off his phone screen and cautiously looked at Ji Chi. Only when he saw that Ji Chi wasn't looking down at him did he reply to him again.
Although he didn't understand why he was avoiding the other person... he did it instinctively.
He He He: Thank you, Lawyer Jiang.
He He He: You should also remember to get more rest.
Lawyer Jiang: I will, and so will you.
He He He: (OK) bqb.
"Who are you chatting with?" Ji Chi looked down at Wen He's phone screen.
The background image is a white cartoon pattern, divided into two sides: one side features a kitten, and the other side features a puppy.
The name at the top was Lawyer Jiang, Ji Chi glanced at briefly before looking away.
" Lawyer Jiang, he said he left first, and he was still concerned about my injury..." Wen He nestled obediently in Ji Chi's arms, clutching her phone, and added, " Lawyer Jiang is such a good person, he even saved Shengsheng, but Lawyer Jiang was also injured, I wonder how badly he was hurt."
Ji Chi pinched Wen He's thigh and said fiercely, "You seem to care a lot about him?"
Having suffered the pain Wen He became as obedient as a turtle hiding its head, not daring to move, only weakly retorting, " Lawyer Jiang is a good person."
Ji Chi's chest heaved, and he let out a cold laugh.
They were taken to the hotel's underground parking lot, where an assistant was already waiting in the car.
It was still that same extended black Bentley. Ji Chi helped the person into the back seat and then got in himself.
"Go to Anxin Hospital," and then the partition was raised.
Ji Chi pressed Wen He's swollen eyelids with his fingertips, then took a bottle of iced drink from the refrigerator behind him and placed it on her eyelids.
Wen He leaned back in the soft chair, holding a drink in both hands to cool her eyelids.
He actually wanted to put a drink on his foot; the wound was burning with pain, and he wanted to cool it down...
The car drove for about three hours. The drink that had been placed on Wen He's eyelids had slipped onto the ground, and she was lying half-reclined on the sofa, asleep with her eyes closed.
The soft snoring was particularly noticeable in the quiet car.
Ji Chi picked up the water from the ground, turned down the volume on his phone, and saw that the screen was showing the live broadcast from the program team at noon.
He urgently needed to figure out one thing: whether Duan Yueyang's fall into the water was an accident or... inevitable and unavoidable.
Ji Chi turned the playback speed to the slowest setting, repeatedly zooming back to review the footage.
Duan Yueyang was standing by the river, suddenly slipped and fell into the water. The current inexplicably became rapid, and the next second he was swept towards Wen He. A struggle ensued between them...
Everything seemed so natural, like an ordinary accident.
Ji Chi repeatedly pulled back to check, and although it differed from the dream... the event still ultimately occurred.
Duan Yueyang fell into the water.
So... is this really a coincidence?
A seed of doubt sprouted once again in Ji Chi's heart.
The car stopped, Wen He woke up from his light sleep. He squinted at Ji Chi beside him.
My right arm aches with every movement, and even my feet hurt terribly.
Ji Chi took Wen He's hand and hugged her tightly as they rushed to the hospital.
Whether the dream was real or not... Ji Chi would never let Wen He be in danger again.
After a thorough examination, Wen He was finally placed in a wheelchair. The injury wasn't too serious, but she should avoid bending it as much as possible to prevent any long-term effects. It was a simple muscle strain in her right arm, which would heal in a day or two.
Ji Chi pushed the wheelchair, and the two got into the car.
"What would you like to eat this afternoon? Back in the cabin or out?"
Wen He looked down at the gauze wrapped around her knees, deciding that eating in the small hut would save her from too much trouble.
"Um"
Ji Chi ordered some light food for him on his phone.
As Wen He drove back to the cabin, she turned on her phone and saw that the show's production team was trending on social media.
A deluge of insults followed.
Multiple news reports have addressed the safety of playing in the water during hot weather.
Many fans criticized the production team for not prioritizing the safety of the guests, and the production team immediately issued an apology, assuring fans and viewers that everything was alright.
The live stream footage of the guest falling into the water was quickly and completely deleted.
Looking at the positive review sent by the customer on WeChat, Wen He happily sent a thank you emoji.
wrong...
There's still one drawing I haven't finished; today is the Ji Chi. It's a drawing by Ji Chi.
Wen He glanced furtively at Ji Chi, who was resting with his eyes closed, then guiltily looked away... Ji Chi seemed to have forgotten about it...
Wen He gently rubbed and rotated his right arm. He could still move it, which meant he could work overtime tonight to draw the manuscript, which he had to submit tomorrow morning.
only...
Countless images flashed through Wen He's mind, but they all ended up fragmented; he couldn't figure out how to draw them.
At this moment, it felt as if my brain had lost all inspiration, turning me into a useless little thing who could only hold a paintbrush...