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Jiang Jing did not drink the macchiato that Fu Jinrong had just given her, but put it aside. She smiled and said to Fu Jinrong, "I'll peel this apple first."

Then she looked at Su Muzhi and said, "Muzhi, I know you can't drink these beverages now. I am peeling the apple for you. When you recover, we can drink together."

Su Muzhi knew that his condition might not be fit to drink beverages with all kinds of additives in his life, but hearing Jiang Jing's comfort, he seemed to have forgotten his pain.

"Okay, I'll eat the apple." Although he was ridiculed by Fu Jinrong just now, Su Muzhi didn't care at all now. So what if Fu Jinrong had the upper hand just now? Now Jiang Jing was focusing on peeling the apple for him!

For Su Muzhi, the apple that Jiang Jing peeled was ten thousand times better than any other drink in the world.

Fu Jinrong put down the coffee in his hand and ignored Su Muzhi's provocative gaze. He just looked at Jiang Jing and said, "Let me peel the apple. You can drink the macchiato while it's hot. You haven't eaten anything since morning."

When Su Muyi heard that Jiang Jing had not had her meal, he couldn't help but feel anxious.

"Jing, why haven't you eaten yet?" Su Muzhi looked at Jiang Jing's profile. Jiang Jing's face was very small, and now that she lowered her head to peel the apple, her hair fell down, which made Jiang Jing's face seemed even smaller. He could only see her pointed chin, which aroused his tender affections.

Jiang Jing was startled by Su Muzhi's sudden question when she was peeling the apple, and she accidentally cut her finger.

The wound was not very deep, but because it was on the tip of her delicate finger, the red blood was especially obvious.

Fu Jinrong was a little anxious when he saw the blood on Jiang Jing's fingertip. He took a step forward, grabbed Jiang Jing's hand directly and looked down at the wound.

"How is it? Does it hurt?" Fu Jinrong carefully measured the size of the wound and at the mean time observed Jiang Jing's face, afraid that Jiang Jing would feel any discomfort.

Jiang Jing was not worried about the sudden cut, but she was frightened by Fu Jinrong's attitude at the moment. She did not expect Fu Jinrong to be so concerned about her. A wave of happiness flooded her.

Jiang Jing answered Fu Jinrong, pretending that she didn't care. "Nothing, just a small wound."

Fu Jinrong frowned, "Small wound? You need to pay attention to it. It is a knife wound. What if you get tetanus? Let's go to the surgical department and get an injection, so we can rest assured."

Although Jiang Jing was exceptionally independent from a young age and was tougher than other girls, she was also afraid of having an injection since she was young. So when Fu Jinrong asked her to have an injection to avoid getting tetanus, she immediately withdrew her hand from Fu Jinrong's hand and rejected.

"Why are you so serious? It's not a big deal. I won't go to have an injection. You can go yourself if you insist." She even pouted at Fu Jinrong like a child.

Fu Jinrong looked at Jiang Jing's face with curiosity and amusement. He guessed that Jiang Jing was afraid of the injection. He wanted to point out it at first but quit soon, fearing that her wound would worsen if she tried to argue with him.

Fu Jinrong had no choice but to turn around and leave the ward, trying to get a band-aid from the nurse on duty.

Su Muzhi was very anxious when he saw that Jiang Jing's finger was cut. He even lifted his body slightly. However, when he tried to ask Jiang Jing's situation, Fu Jinrong took the lead.

Hearing their conversation, Su Muzhi rested his heart. It seemed that Jiang Jing's wound was not serious. But Jiang Jing's such coquettish look was something Su Muzhi had never seen before.

In Su Muzhi's eyes, Jiang Jing had always been a steady and tough girl. Even though they grew up together, Jiang Jing rarely had such a tender expression.

He had never seen such a childish Jiang Jing. Could it be that Jiang Jing had changed in just a few days?

Did this Fu Jinrong really have that much magic power?

Or was it because Jiang Jing had developed feelings for him, even though she did not admit it?

Su Muzhi didn't dare to think much about it. He just felt like his heart was sinking slowly, bit by bit, as if he was about to fall into an bottomless abyss.

Fu Jinrong returned to the ward very quickly. He took a small medicine box and said to Jiang Jing, "Sit on the sofa. I'll bandage you right away."

Looking at the small medicine box in Fu Jinrong's hand, Jiang Jing was shocked, "A band-aid is enough. It's just a small wound."

However, despite what she said, Jiang Jing still sat down on the sofa and reached out her hand to Fu Jinrong.

Fu Jinrong took out the iodophor from the medicine box and was just about to smear it on Jiang Jing's wound when Su Muzhi, who had been silent all the time, said suddenly, "Be gentle, Jing is afraid of pain."

Fu Jinrong was angry that Jiang Jing had hurt herself for peeling the apple for Su Muzhi. Now that Su Muzhi dared to teach him how to treat Jiang Jing's wounds, Fu Jinrong felt the anger in his heart was growing even stronger.

He didn't make a sound, pretending that he didn't hear Su Muzhi. He just carefully cleaned Jiang Jing's wound with iodophor and picked out a band-aid from the medicine box and carefully stuck it to Jiang Jing's wound.

After dealing with all this, Fu Jinrong stood up and went straight to Su Muzhi's bed. He looked at Su Muzhi and said, "You don't have to teach me what I should do."

Su Muzhi answered, "I don't want to teach you; I just want you not to hurt Jing." Su Muzhi's tone sounded as if he had been wronged. He glanced at Jiang Jing from the corner of his eye.

At that moment, Jiang Jing frowned and looked at their confrontation, as if she had no intention of getting involved.

When Fu Jinrong heard Su Muzhi's words, he was very furious. Su Muzhi dared to deny what he had said! Was Su Muzhi trying to speak ill of him?

"Can't you tell who hurt Jing? How could she have been hurt if she hadn't peeled the apple for you? Fu Jinrong looked at Su Muzhi angrily.