Chapter 766: One Thing Suppresses Another

Bo Yanching hurried to catch up.

After following for a while, he realized that Nan Jiaojiao was deliberately creating distance between them.

It wasn’t that she was avoiding him, she just didn’t want to walk beside him at all.

If he took a few more steps, her feet seemed to move as if on wheels, though she didn’t appear to run, he just couldn’t catch up with her.

Not to mention grabbing hold of her.

It was as if she had eaten gunpowder, no living thing was allowed within two meters.

For the first time in his life, Bo Yanching experienced what was meant by “silent as a frozen cicada.”

The two streets were so blocked that traffic lights were useless, and a traffic officer was directing traffic at the intersection.

Nan Jiaojiao continued walking along the sidewalk, not stopping for a moment, and after about seven hundred meters, Bo Yanching called out to her, “Sweetheart, Han Che is up ahead.”

Nan Jiaojiao suddenly turned back, her brows tightly furrowed, glaring at him.

Bo Yanching subconsciously reviewed his last words for any inappropriate term.

Before he could figure it out, Han Che rolled down his car window and shouted.

Nan Jiaojiao went straight over.

Bo Yanching quickened his pace and opened the rear car door as the driver’s door was abruptly shut in front.

The sudden cold wind made his hands tremble.

“Um, Miss Nan?”

Han Che, holding the steering wheel, didn’t dare to move, “Shouldn’t you sit in the back?”

Nan Jiaojiao didn’t move or respond to him.

Behind them, Bo Yanching got into the car, Han Che glanced fearfully into the back, wishing he could plaster his entire back against the door.

“Master…” this was not his fault, it was Nan Jiaojiao who had moved over by herself.

He knew that Third Master was extremely jealous, even an extra glance from others was intolerable.

He wouldn’t end up having his eyes gouged out, would he?

“It’s fine, drive, to the hospital.”

Han Che, as if granted a pardon, replied, “Okay.”

Though Third Hospital was nearby, Han Che took a detour to the marketplace hospital where Xu Shu was.

After booking an appointment with Xu Shu’s office, they waited a while before Xu Shu arrived.

“I don’t have many patients at this hour, thinking who could cut their hand in the middle of the night, turns out it’s you, no wonder my eyelids were twitching,” Xu Shu said.

Xu Shu, dressed in a white coat with one hand in his wide pocket and the other holding a medical record, always had a gentle and clear demeanor.

Maybe it was the dim light at night, but the glasses with silver rims on his nose seemed to perfectly accentuate his high nose bridge, and his eyes as deep as a noble in an oil painting.

“Enough chitchat.” Bo Yanching nodded towards Xu Shu, “Minor injury, you take care of it.”

“Really, let me see.”

Xu Shu bent down, and Bo Yanching raised his hand under his gaze.

“It’s a minor injury, another fraction deeper and it would have hit a blood vessel, a bit to the side and your wrist bone would have split, and this piece here—”

Bo Yanching kicked him.

He glanced over at Nan Jiaojiao on the side.

In front of Nan Jiaojiao, exposing him, what kind of friend has such insight?

Of course, Xu Shu knew, he was just having some fun, not many dared to provoke Bo Yanching, he had sensed the tense atmosphere as soon as he walked in.

There sat Nan Jiaojiao with a cold face on the couch, arms crossed, her brows never relaxed, looking very much like, “Don’t talk to me, I’m really unapproachable right now.”

Unusually, Bo Yanching was willing to quietly sit on the hospital bed and wait.

How does that saying go—

A thing subdued by another.

“I know.” Xu Shu chuckled quietly, whispering a complaint, “Quite a hard kick.”

Bo Yanching gave him a cold look.

Xu Shu quickly turned around, opened a drawer and took something out, then approached Nan Jiaojiao.