Quick Wear: Don't come over here, you are looking for trouble

Jiang Xunxing didn't know what he was thinking, but he gave Xu Bai some time to relax.

He didn't show up for two whole days.

This time they remembered to bring him meals, and Lu Kang also came over several times. The young doctor was very glad that he was not fired, but also a little ashamed that he could not do anything for Xu Bai, so he always felt a little unnatural when he spoke.

"My name is Lu Kang." The man didn't come closer. "I'm a doctor."

Xu Bai looked over, and Lu Kang could see the fear in his eyes.

He understood psychology, and when he saw such a look, he turned away subconsciously.

On the third day, when Xu Bai saw Lu Kang again, his expression was much more relaxed - the doctor spoke softly and gently, and had no intention of hurting him.

Jiang Xunxing looked at the surveillance camera, clenched his fists, but finally managed to hold back and not come over.

Lu Kang said to him: People have their limits. Since he has promised you, you should give him some time. It can be seen that he is a very grateful child. He will remember your kindness to him.

He probed: "Have you...ever thought about finding someone to accompany you? Maybe the situation will be much better with someone by your side."

Jiang Xunxing frowned habitually and looked over sharply.

Lu Kang didn't sit by the bed, but stood relaxedly two or three steps away from Xu Bai. This position would neither make people feel offensive nor too distant.

"Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere else?" Lu Kang asked. He could feel that the boy was not particularly resistant to communicating with others, but because of his physical defects, he was as sensitive as a snail and would not move forward if he sensed the slightest danger.

Xu Bai shook his head. He pinched his fingers and pursed his lips repeatedly.

The cell phone was lying next to the pillow, and the messages in it made him feel uneasy, but President Jiang never came over, and since he couldn't see Jiang Xunxing, he didn't feel comfortable talking to other people.

……

It was not until Liu'er saw the text message that he suddenly understood why Xu Bai asked him to pull the credit card out of the drawer.

——The credit card limit is insufficient. We have provided you with an over-limit card service for this transaction. Please repay the balance as soon as possible.

Xu Bai stared at the pile of coins that needed to be repaid and grinned.

Liu Er: [You did this on purpose? Just to make the target card burst? ]

Xu Bai: [Yes.]

Liu'er: [But what's the point of this?] It looked at Qi Zhengjun's data, [The favorability of the target of the strategy has not changed.]

You have to cast a long line to catch a big fish. Xu Bai stuffed the melon seeds into his mouth and spit out the skins. Fortunately, these were just data. The skins turned into star-like halos and disappeared before they could fall to the ground.

……

Xu Bai's expression was very obvious, fearing that Lu Kang couldn't see that he was hiding something.

The boy's repeated small movements told the doctor that he was not in good condition, and he couldn't help but type a question.

——When will Mr. Jiang come over?

The phone screen turned to face Lu Kang, and she blinked several times in panic, waiting for his answer.

"Boss Jiang has something urgent to do." Lu Kang took a step forward. "What do you want to see him for?"

The boy was worried about the card but didn't know what to say. His finger stayed on the screen for a long time before he pressed it and showed it to Lu Kang.

——You have to pay the fees to Zhengze.

This should be a reason that cannot be refused.

Lu Kang couldn't make the decision.

He avoided Xu Bai's expectant gaze and said, "I'll talk to Mr. Jiang for you."

“If—” Lu Kang finally asked, “Xiao Le, if Mr. Jiang doesn’t just maintain a relationship with you, will you…”

Having said that, I don’t know how to continue.

He is a doctor, of course he hopes that his patients' conditions will improve, but if this "improvement" is based on the suffering of another innocent teenager, then... Lu Kang paused and changed his approach, "How do you feel about Mr. Jiang?"

Xu Bai sneered.

Being treated like this, does he still expect Le Zhi to have a good impression of him?

The young man raised his face slightly, and Lu Kang could see fear in his big eyes, which were clearly black and white, mixed with a hint of gratitude.

Leaving hope is fun.

Everyone thinks they are in control, but in fact, the one who looks the most vulnerable is the hunter. How interesting.

Liu Er: [Will Jiang Xunxing let you out? ]

Xu Bai: [Yes, Lu Kang will help me. ]

People are always confident in the areas they think they are good at, but how can anyone actually control everything?

What you see is not necessarily true, and what you hear is not necessarily false.

But it is true that the abuse writing group abuses you.

Xu Bai's guess was completely correct. Jiang Xunxing didn't even show up, but just sent a message asking him to come back quickly.

It was past 11 o'clock when the boy received the message. He stood up impatiently, staggering and holding on to the bed to steady himself.

When his legs bent again due to numbness, Xu Bai finally asked the question that had been lingering in his mind for a long time, "Tell me, what is wrong with this body?"

Liu'er replied with two words.

【you guess. 】

……

It was still the driver who took him there. After Xu Bai paid all the fees, he leaned against the window to look at the parked luxury car. Finally, he bit his lip and left the hospital from another door.

What on earth was that message I received?

Xu Bai pinched his fingertips into his palm. He had to go back and take a look.

Qi Zhengjun is at home.

The cleaning lady he called cleaned the house very well. Qi Zhengjun also bought a sofa that he usually disliked and stuffed it in the living room.

The sound of a key turning in the door lock was heard, and Qi Zhengjun looked up and met Xu Bai's eyes.

The young master of the rich family curled his lips slightly and sneered, "Who is this? Is my sister-in-law willing to come back?"

Xu Bai clenched his hands habitually, let out an "ah", and hurried into the room.

He had to go and see if the card was still there.

I remember...I clearly remembered to put it in the drawer...

Why can’t I find it?

Qi Zhengjun stood up.

"What are you looking for?" The man came silently behind Xu Bai like a hunting lion.

The boy was obviously frightened, and he leaned back, almost sticking his body to Qi Zhengjun's.

The originally tidy drawer has become messy, as irritable as its owner's mood.

"Looking for this?"

Qi Zhengjun stretched out his hand, holding a card between his index and middle fingers, and flashed it in front of Xu Bai's eyes.

The boy's obviously stunned look made Qi Zhengjun smile, "I guessed right, you will only come back if the money is touched."

The credit card with the PIN number attached to it twirled between his fingers.

[Qi Zhengjun’s favorability: 15]

"..."

Xu Bai never thought that it was Qi Zhengjun, but after finding out it was him, the boy was speechless.

After all, he owed him, so it seemed that nothing he did was too much.

After a moment of silence, Xu Bai reached out to take the card. Qi Zhengjun took a step back and asked in a defiant manner, "What do you mean?"

Xu Bai felt a little aggrieved. He didn't know what to say and was questioned first. He stubbornly reached out again to snatch the card from Qi Zhengjun's hand.

Qi Zhengjun was angry.

What made him angry was that Xu Bai never showed up again, and the repeated calls from home also made him irritated and uneasy.

What's even more ridiculous is that someone sent him a photo of Xu Bai getting out of a black luxury car.

A bit blurry, but not indistinguishable.

When the photo was sent, there was a sentence attached.

——Master Qi, look, this girl really looks like my sister-in-law.

Qi Zhengjun's character flaws are obvious.

Like almost all second-generation rich people, he is arrogant, impulsive, stubborn and face-conscious, and will not tolerate others doing anything that would damage his image.

Xu Bai didn't say anything, but Qi Zhengjun became more and more angry. He threw the card, grabbed the boy by the collar, and pushed him backwards until he was against the door frame.

"Deaf man, explain to me, what kind of work can be so busy that you don't even have time to come back?"

In fact, what he wanted to ask more was - what kind of "job" would require riding in a luxury car?