Chapter 59
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When they arrived at the infirmary, the school doctor gave Chi Jiao a simple checkup. In the end, she concluded that she had acute gastroenteritis and needed an IV drip.
Chi Jiao knew that her body was still very weak. Previously, she had exhausted her body's strength to teach someone a lesson, and she had eaten something heavier in the afternoon. This was retribution for her delicate stomach, causing her gastroenteritis to act up.
She had medicine with her, but Chi Jiao didn't want to use it now.
She lay on the bed with an IV drip. She couldn't even bear to blink as she looked at Quan Jue, who was sitting on the chair by the bed.
Quan Jue felt a little uncomfortable under her gaze. He frowned and asked, "How are you feeling now?"
"My stomach still hurts," Chi Jiao said softly.
She wasn't lying, but it really hurt.
She had always been very sensitive to pain. Even the slightest bit of pain could be magnified several times, making her cry from the pain.
Quan Jue had originally planned to leave if Chi Jiao felt better. But after hearing her words, he couldn't say anything else.
It happened to be lunch break. After the school doctor gave Chi Jiao an IV drip, she went to the lounge to rest. Only Chi Jiao and Quan Jue were left in the small ward in the infirmary.
Quan Jue felt that the atmosphere was a little awkward. He stood up and said, "I'll get you a cup of hot water."
When Quan Jue returned with a disposable paper cup, Chi Jiao blinked her watery doe eyes at him. "Feed me."
Quan Jue was speechless.
However, looking at Chi Jiao's pale smile, he realized that he couldn't reject her. This made him feel unprecedentedly frustrated and vexed.
Quan Jue didn't show his true emotions on his face, but he still did as Chi Jiao said. His movements were slightly clumsy, but he carefully helped her up and fed her water.
The warm water washed away the dryness in her throat. After drinking the water, Chi Jiao was unwilling to lie down again. She simply sat on the bed and stared straight at him.
"Brother Quan, you said that you don't plan to stay at our house anymore. Where do you plan to stay?" Chi Jiao suddenly thought of this very important question.
If Brother Quan really didn't stay at the Chi residence, she would lose many opportunities to get close to him.
"I rented a house outside," Quan Jue replied indifferently. Quan Jue replied indifferently. His lips curled into a mocking smile as he looked deeply at Chi Jiao with his pitch-black eyes. "That's your home, not mine."
Where did our home come from?
"Then, can I be a guest at Brother Quan's place?" Chi Jiao directly blocked his sarcasm and asked him with sparkling eyes.
She knew that Quan Jue wasn't happy with Chi Jiao, so she wouldn't stop him if he wanted to leave.
When Quan Jue saw that she didn't care about his mockery at all and was even looking at him expectantly, he felt as if there was a fish bone stuck in his throat.
Was she heartless, or did she really have no temper at all?
"Up to you." After a while, Quan Jue spat out these words coldly.
Chi Jiao picked up her phone and pulled out the memo before handing it to him. "Address."
Quan Jue took the phone and entered the address before handing it back to her. "Don't bother me if there's nothing else."
Chi Jiao nodded casually. Quan Jue didn't know if she really took his words to heart.
"I'm going out to make a call." With that, Quan Jue stood up and walked out.
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