Uncle Nine, where are you running to?

five minutes later.

Looking at Jingzhi who was groaning on the bed, Zhu Jiu's face was full of apology. The cotton swab he extended stopped in the air, not knowing what to do.

He had only cleaned half of her broken nose, and it might have been a little painful, so her brows were furrowed in grievance.

At this terrible moment, the jar outside was still shouting unscrupulously.

"You stinky Taoist priest, it's ok for you to bully me, but you bully a girl?!"

"You're shameless! How can you be considered a gentleman if you get someone drunk?"

"If you're brave enough, come out and fight me. You don't need any magic weapon, and I don't need any ghost energy. Let's fight one on one!"

Zhu Jiu looked down at the constantly moving jar with a cold face. After making a few gestures, he pressed down the flashing talisman that appeared out of thin air and slapped it on the mouth of the jar, issuing a gag order.

Oh, a one-on-one fight?

In a one-on-one fight, she couldn't beat him.

Besides, Zhu Jiu never hits women.

Zhu Jiu, whose ears instantly calmed down, breathed a sigh of relief and quickly walked back to the room.

Shao Shao said one thing correctly.

What he did today was indeed ungentlemanly.

Zhu Jiu pursed his lips and then helped Jing add hydrogen peroxide.

He had used this thing before when he was injured, and it was quite painful.

What's more, she was injured in the nose, where the skin is thin.

As soon as the cotton swab soaked with medicine touched her broken skin, she immediately frowned and waved her hands to stop it.

Zhu Jiu gently pinched her wrist with his left hand, wiped the dirt from the wound with his right hand, and bent down to blow on her carefully.

"I'm sorry, I was wrong today. From now on...I won't do this again."

As if sensing a familiar breath, Jingzhi opened his eyes dazedly.

A white coat, a brown pinstriped jacket, serious yet gentle eyes, and that same mustache that has remained unchanged for a century.

For a moment, Jingzhi felt that Lin Jiu from her previous life had entered her dream.

She twisted her wrist slightly a few times.

After gaining control of her right hand, she gently inserted her fingertips into the gaps between his fingers, as if afraid that he would slip away. She quietly pressed her palm against his warm palm and used a little force to hold the back of his hand.

"Ajiu, are you here to see me?"

Zhu Jiu was too lazy to look at his watch.

The dial automatically lit up and kept beeping, and he kept saying "no" over and over again.

Even the left hand that was being held began to sweat profusely.

I want to break free, but deep down I can't help but feel reluctant.

No matter how unfamiliar he was with this strange psychological fluctuation, Zhu Jiu gradually realized that he seemed to like this woman a little.

But every time she called him Jiu, his heart sank.

The heart rate fluctuated so rapidly that the smartwatch even displayed a cardiologist's contact number.

After Zhu Jiu finally said "no", he turned off the screen manually in silence.

Her deceased ex was like a cinnabar mole in her heart, but it was also like a long thorn stuck in his throat, making him extremely uncomfortable.

Zhu Jiu hardened his heart and pried her fingers apart with force, then stood up.

He, Zhu Jiu, also has his own self-esteem.

If her heart didn't belong to him completely, he would rather not have it.

Tears began to well up in Jingzhi's eyes, the corners of her mouth turned down, and she suddenly sobbed softly.

"Ajiu, don't you want me anymore?"

"Please don't leave... They are all dead... You are all I have left... Wuwu..."

Zhu Jiu felt as if his heart was being twisted, causing him to feel an inexplicable pain.

He closed his eyes, turned with a cold expression and called out outside the house.

"A Xiang! Come in and help her apply the medicine."

The drunk Jingzhi was completely frozen on the bed, her mouth slightly open, and even her sobs had stopped.

When the peeping Axiang walked in with a wry smile, Jingzhi suddenly got under the quilt in anger.

"If you don't want me, forget it. I don't want anyone else. Tell him to leave!"

Ah Xiang was like a badger in a melon field, his eyes behind his glasses wide open. His second uncle had only been playing with her for a few days, and he was planning to abandon her?

Ah Xiang: "Second Uncle, should I... still apply medicine to her?"

"No!" The maggot on the bed began to kick its legs frantically, and the quilt below the waist was kicked aside. The thin floral skirt was lifted up to the thighs, luckily it did not expose itself.

"Get out! I don't want anyone touching me!"

Zhu Jiu's ears turned red and she quickly looked away, then she blocked A Xiang's sight and pushed him away.

"Forget it, you go down, I'll do it myself."

Ah Xiang: “…Oh.”

……

The door is closed.

After Axiang left, she pursed her lips and pulled the quilt off her face, tears welling up in her eyes as she looked at him with an accusing look on her face.

"Ajiu is bad!"

"If you don't want me, I don't want you either!"

"get out!"

Ajiu Ajiu, it’s Ajiu again.

Zhu Jiu sulked and sat back on the chair beside the bed, his face drawn as he confronted the drunk Jingzhi. "I'll apply the medicine on you and then I'll leave."

He was wrong in this matter. No matter how uncomfortable he felt, it was too irresponsible to leave her injured here like this.

"I don't want you, go away!" She kicked him in the knee.

Zhu Jiu grabbed her slender ankle, veins throbbing on his forehead.

“…Who do you want?”

"You! It's you!" She struggled, but it was in vain, his hands clasped hers tighter and tighter.

Jingzhi felt pain and stopped struggling. She just looked at him with her big wet eyes, which made him feel more guilty.

Apart from the incident where he tricked her into drinking, Zhu Jiu was actually a gentleman when he was with her.

He sighed, let go of her feet, and pulled the quilt over her.

After tucking in the quilt, Zhu Jiu hesitated for a moment. Although it was difficult to speak, he couldn't give up without asking that question.

"...Don't want Ah Jiu, or don't want Zhu Jiu?"

After thinking about it, he asked with a shy tone.

Did she have any place for him in her heart, or did she just regard him as a benefactor?

However, Jingzhi at this moment had no rationality at all.

"I don't want you, I just don't want you, get out!"

Zhu Jiu's whole body trembled, and he let her kick the side of his thigh. His dark brown pupils were filled with uncontrollable depression.

He clenched his fists and stood up.

"...Okay, I'm leaving."

……

As soon as he turned around, Jingzhi pinched the waistband of his elastic pants with his toes.

Zhu Jiu's body froze, and without turning his head, he gently patted her feet away, "Don't you want me?"

The elastic belt snapped back to his lower back with a sound, and the slight stinging sensation brought a little light to his dim eyes.

"Wow... my nose hurts..."

Oh, has she always been this annoying?

He seemed quite independent and intimidating the past two days.

"I'll put some red medicine on you. It won't hurt."

Jingzhi was completely drunk and felt very dizzy. With a bang, his heavy head burrowed back into the quilt.

"...Well...I'm disfigured. You're responsible."

Zhu Jiu: “…………”

He turned around and looked at her double-folded body, tightening his grip.

Zhu Jiu abandoned the chair and forced himself to suppress his increasingly rapid heartbeat. He dug his thumbnail into the flesh beside his index finger and lowered his head to the fluffy white head and asked:

"Do you want... Zhu Jiu to be responsible?"

As soon as Zhu Jiu was mentioned, Jingzhi jumped up and hit her head with a headbutt, knocking the square chin hanging above her head away.

"Second Uncle can only watch from afar, you, don't talk nonsense!"

Zhu Jiu covered his chin which was in so much pain that his nose was sore, feeling angry and helpless.

At this moment, any vague thoughts were shattered by a burst of severe pain.

Why does she always think this way?

He's not a plague star, why do you always want to stay away from him?

It seems there is nothing to ask.

Zhu Jiu picked up the red medicine in annoyance, unscrewed the lid, and then gently lifted her chin.

When she was drunk, she was like a child and was afraid to take medicine.

"You, be gentle." She sat with her legs hugged and her eyes tightly closed, afraid that Zhu Jiu would hurt her.

"Don't worry, I'll be gentle."

"Aren't you going out? I don't want you anymore."

“…I’ll be out after this.”

This brief conversation, her occasional soft cries of pain, the slight sound of the bed as she kicked, and Zhu Jiu's occasional muffled groans, it is really hard not to think of something wrong.

The two heads overlapping outside the door looked at each other in surprise.

Ah Xiang: "Aren't you applying medicine? Are you... together?"

Zhu Ba stood up straight, his hands on his hips, his beer belly bulging, and a look of indignation on his face. "He didn't allow us to watch restricted movies, but he himself restricted them!"

……

Suddenly there was a crackling sound outside, and Axiang and Zhu Ba's voices were crying for help. Zhu Jiu tightly grasped the cotton swab and shouted outside the door.

"You two, just be quiet!"

Zhu Ba narrowly avoided a chair that was thrown at him and called for help through the closed door, "Second brother! Help! Someone is breaking in!"

"Who! Whoever starts a fight here, I'll... I'll knock their heads off!"

Jingzhi knelt and sat up crookedly, but she was too weak and fell headfirst into Zhu Jiu's chest.

He tore her apart with a stiff body and gently laid her down on the bed. "You should also behave yourself and have a good sleep. I'll go out and take a look."

As if she knew that Zhu Jiu didn't like the name Ajiu, she didn't dare to call him that.

She pinched the quilt and nodded at him, her eyes full of trust in his skills.

"Okay, go out there and knock their heads off and make them lose their schoolbags!"

Zhu Jiu's face was tense, and he almost laughed out loud at her cute and confused words.

The glass outside shattered all over the floor. Knowing that the situation was urgent, Zhu Jiu didn't have time to chat with her anymore. He opened the door and walked out.

At this time, three strangers were chasing Axiang and Zhuba, with fierce looks on their faces, as if they wanted to kill them.

Zhu Jiu stood at the door for a long time, but no one paid any attention to him.

With a cold face, he knocked lightly on the door with his knuckles.

"What are you doing in my house?"