Chapter 341 A soft-waisted educated youth is spoiled by her boyfriend 04
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Shan Bu Yu Shi Er
Jinchen saw that he really rejected her, so he didn't ask anything else. He took out a few oranges he had just picked on the road from his pocket, peeled one open, and put the remaining ones on the bedside cabinet. superior.
In an instant, the fragrance of orange spread into the house, smelling very fresh.
Jinchen broke off two orange segments and fed them to Mo Zhinan's mouth, coaxing, "Eat some, these oranges are very sweet."
The young man on the bed didn't move. He just looked at Jinchen with a puzzled look, as if he was looking at some novel object.
"If you don't eat something, how will you have the strength to get up later?" Jin Chen said again.
Mo Zhinan slowly raised his uninjured arm, ready to take the two orange petals, but Jin Chen dodged his hand and handed it to his mouth.
"You can just eat it and save some energy."
He had no choice but to lower his hand, open his dry lips, and eat the orange.
After the orange peel is bitten, the sweet juice bursts out immediately, which is very soothing to the throat.
Mo Zhinan ate quietly, and Jin Chen didn't say anything. He just continued to feed him silently. In the end, he ate two big oranges in a row. Seeing that Jin Chen wanted to peel off one more, Mo Zhinan finally held down his hand. He shook his head slowly.
"Don't eat?"
Jinchen nodded, put it back on the bedside table, and said, "Then you have a good rest, tomorrow... why is your arm still bleeding!"
His expression changed, and he saw the arm that Mo Zhinan had hidden under the quilt. The blood soaked the gauze, but there was no sign of it being stopped.
Mo Zhinan shuddered at his roar and subconsciously wanted to hide, but Jin Chen picked him up involuntarily.
"What's the use of hiding it? Can it stop bleeding on its own?"
Jinchen sounded a little annoyed with himself. He should have taken the person to the health center directly from the beginning.
Mo Zhinan was obviously not used to being picked up by him, and his eyes were even a little frightened. He struggled quickly and looked resistant.
"Don't be afraid, don't move. I'll take you to the health center to stop the bleeding and get treatment." Seeing that he was really struggling, Jin Chen could only put him down first and coax him into agreeing.
"When you educated youths do publicity, don't you always say not to underestimate any wound? In summer, inflammation is easy to occur. Don't you want this arm?"
Of course Mo Zhinan knew this kind of knowledge.
But remembering the embarrassment and the treatment of being driven away when he went to the health center last time, he resisted from the bottom of his heart.
"Are you worried about money? Don't worry, I have money."
Jinchen touched the top of the young man's soft hair and said in a coaxing tone, "If you are afraid of being bullied by them, then there is no need to be afraid. No one can beat me."
After hearing this, Mo Zhinan raised his eyes and looked at Jinchen. His eyes changed from distrust to struggle, and finally seemed to compromise and convince him.
He grabbed Jinchen's clothes and motioned for him to turn around.
Jinchen immediately understood, "You don't want to hold me, but do you want to carry me?"
Mo Zhinan nodded, looking particularly well-behaved.
"Then carry it."
Jinchen turned around, squatted down slightly, and put his hands behind his back, "Come up, don't be afraid."
Looking at the broad and strong back, Mo Zhinan shook his hands and, as if doing some mental construction, finally stood up and leaned over, wrapping his arms around his neck with two weak arms.
He had never experienced such a close contact, so he felt that something was not right. He simply turned his head and closed his eyes to ignore this strange feeling.
But after the vision disappeared, other senses became particularly keen. Mo Zhinan smelled a scent of agarwood that he had never smelled before, but felt familiar. It was a relaxing and reassuring smell.
The path down the hillside was a bit bumpy, but Jinchen walked steadily.
The village is not close to the health center in the town. If you just rely on foot, you have to walk for at least half an hour. Jinchen himself doesn't care, but he is afraid of delaying the time to stop the bleeding.
Usually when someone needs treatment, they go to the barefoot doctor in the village and just prescribe a few medicines, but this is obviously not very applicable to Mo Zhinan's situation.
Jinchen thought as he walked, and finally thought of a way.
He tilted his head and saw that Mo Zhinan was already a little drowsy, so he simply used spiritual power to make him fall asleep. He found a place where no one was around and cast the magic of shrinking the ground into an inch.
[...Host, please be careful. The level of this plane is not high. Using too much spiritual power may cause plane instability. 】
[I heard it. I heard it. 】
[Warm reminder: There is one hour left in the mission time limit. 】
Jinchen dealt with it nonchalantly and was already at the corner next to the town health center in a few moments.
The health center in the town is not as good as the hospital, but it still has the equipment and is much more professional than the barefoot doctor in the village.
When Jinchen carried people in, he was greeted by a nurse. She was also one of the educated youths on duty today. She wore a red armband on her arm.
"Mo Zhinan from Maple Tree Village? Why are you here again? I said I can't treat you without work points or money... Ah! What are you doing!"
The nurse was frightened when Jinchen banged the table.
"Stop his bleeding, hurry up."
Only then did she see Jin Chen put a 10-yuan bill on the table, her expression changed instantly, and she walked inside with someone else, "I told you that you brought money this time. We can't get special privileges now. No matter who comes to treat me, You have to pay.”
There were many people coming and going in the clinic, so the nurse found an empty space and called people over to help stop the bleeding and disinfect.
Mo Zhinan woke up when Jinchen banged the table. Watching them treat him, there was only one thing in his mind.
Did Jinchen walk too fast, or did he sleep for too long... Why didn't he feel that the town was so close before, and it was time to take a nap?
"Okay, the bleeding has stopped. Be careful not to get wet. Then you have a little hypoglycemia and the wound is a little inflamed. The injection of glucose and antibiotics will cost 5 yuan."
When saying this, the nurse looked at Jinchen. After all, it was his money, and even if it was to help others, it was not for this purpose.
Jinchen: "Injection, and by the way, get some more bandages that can be used at home, and necessary cold medicine."
The nurse secretly said, "Then your 10 yuan may be a little short."
Jinchen took out another 10 yuan from his pocket and said, "Hurry up."
If you wait any longer, you won’t have time!The mission time limit is coming!
The nurse was horrified and secretly looked at Jin Chen's clothes. He didn't look like a rich man, so why did he spend so much money on Mo Zhinan?
She took the money and was not careless. She injected Mo Zhinan's medicine seriously and packed a large bag of daily care medicines.
After Mo Zhinan got the injection, he felt more energetic and had other things to think about. He sat there and waited for Jinchen to come back with the medicine, the expression on his face getting weirder and weirder.
When Jinchen came back with a large bag of medicine, he finally heard the first words Mo Zhinan said to him.
"...Do you want to sell me?"
In an instant, the fragrance of orange spread into the house, smelling very fresh.
Jinchen broke off two orange segments and fed them to Mo Zhinan's mouth, coaxing, "Eat some, these oranges are very sweet."
The young man on the bed didn't move. He just looked at Jinchen with a puzzled look, as if he was looking at some novel object.
"If you don't eat something, how will you have the strength to get up later?" Jin Chen said again.
Mo Zhinan slowly raised his uninjured arm, ready to take the two orange petals, but Jin Chen dodged his hand and handed it to his mouth.
"You can just eat it and save some energy."
He had no choice but to lower his hand, open his dry lips, and eat the orange.
After the orange peel is bitten, the sweet juice bursts out immediately, which is very soothing to the throat.
Mo Zhinan ate quietly, and Jin Chen didn't say anything. He just continued to feed him silently. In the end, he ate two big oranges in a row. Seeing that Jin Chen wanted to peel off one more, Mo Zhinan finally held down his hand. He shook his head slowly.
"Don't eat?"
Jinchen nodded, put it back on the bedside table, and said, "Then you have a good rest, tomorrow... why is your arm still bleeding!"
His expression changed, and he saw the arm that Mo Zhinan had hidden under the quilt. The blood soaked the gauze, but there was no sign of it being stopped.
Mo Zhinan shuddered at his roar and subconsciously wanted to hide, but Jin Chen picked him up involuntarily.
"What's the use of hiding it? Can it stop bleeding on its own?"
Jinchen sounded a little annoyed with himself. He should have taken the person to the health center directly from the beginning.
Mo Zhinan was obviously not used to being picked up by him, and his eyes were even a little frightened. He struggled quickly and looked resistant.
"Don't be afraid, don't move. I'll take you to the health center to stop the bleeding and get treatment." Seeing that he was really struggling, Jin Chen could only put him down first and coax him into agreeing.
"When you educated youths do publicity, don't you always say not to underestimate any wound? In summer, inflammation is easy to occur. Don't you want this arm?"
Of course Mo Zhinan knew this kind of knowledge.
But remembering the embarrassment and the treatment of being driven away when he went to the health center last time, he resisted from the bottom of his heart.
"Are you worried about money? Don't worry, I have money."
Jinchen touched the top of the young man's soft hair and said in a coaxing tone, "If you are afraid of being bullied by them, then there is no need to be afraid. No one can beat me."
After hearing this, Mo Zhinan raised his eyes and looked at Jinchen. His eyes changed from distrust to struggle, and finally seemed to compromise and convince him.
He grabbed Jinchen's clothes and motioned for him to turn around.
Jinchen immediately understood, "You don't want to hold me, but do you want to carry me?"
Mo Zhinan nodded, looking particularly well-behaved.
"Then carry it."
Jinchen turned around, squatted down slightly, and put his hands behind his back, "Come up, don't be afraid."
Looking at the broad and strong back, Mo Zhinan shook his hands and, as if doing some mental construction, finally stood up and leaned over, wrapping his arms around his neck with two weak arms.
He had never experienced such a close contact, so he felt that something was not right. He simply turned his head and closed his eyes to ignore this strange feeling.
But after the vision disappeared, other senses became particularly keen. Mo Zhinan smelled a scent of agarwood that he had never smelled before, but felt familiar. It was a relaxing and reassuring smell.
The path down the hillside was a bit bumpy, but Jinchen walked steadily.
The village is not close to the health center in the town. If you just rely on foot, you have to walk for at least half an hour. Jinchen himself doesn't care, but he is afraid of delaying the time to stop the bleeding.
Usually when someone needs treatment, they go to the barefoot doctor in the village and just prescribe a few medicines, but this is obviously not very applicable to Mo Zhinan's situation.
Jinchen thought as he walked, and finally thought of a way.
He tilted his head and saw that Mo Zhinan was already a little drowsy, so he simply used spiritual power to make him fall asleep. He found a place where no one was around and cast the magic of shrinking the ground into an inch.
[...Host, please be careful. The level of this plane is not high. Using too much spiritual power may cause plane instability. 】
[I heard it. I heard it. 】
[Warm reminder: There is one hour left in the mission time limit. 】
Jinchen dealt with it nonchalantly and was already at the corner next to the town health center in a few moments.
The health center in the town is not as good as the hospital, but it still has the equipment and is much more professional than the barefoot doctor in the village.
When Jinchen carried people in, he was greeted by a nurse. She was also one of the educated youths on duty today. She wore a red armband on her arm.
"Mo Zhinan from Maple Tree Village? Why are you here again? I said I can't treat you without work points or money... Ah! What are you doing!"
The nurse was frightened when Jinchen banged the table.
"Stop his bleeding, hurry up."
Only then did she see Jin Chen put a 10-yuan bill on the table, her expression changed instantly, and she walked inside with someone else, "I told you that you brought money this time. We can't get special privileges now. No matter who comes to treat me, You have to pay.”
There were many people coming and going in the clinic, so the nurse found an empty space and called people over to help stop the bleeding and disinfect.
Mo Zhinan woke up when Jinchen banged the table. Watching them treat him, there was only one thing in his mind.
Did Jinchen walk too fast, or did he sleep for too long... Why didn't he feel that the town was so close before, and it was time to take a nap?
"Okay, the bleeding has stopped. Be careful not to get wet. Then you have a little hypoglycemia and the wound is a little inflamed. The injection of glucose and antibiotics will cost 5 yuan."
When saying this, the nurse looked at Jinchen. After all, it was his money, and even if it was to help others, it was not for this purpose.
Jinchen: "Injection, and by the way, get some more bandages that can be used at home, and necessary cold medicine."
The nurse secretly said, "Then your 10 yuan may be a little short."
Jinchen took out another 10 yuan from his pocket and said, "Hurry up."
If you wait any longer, you won’t have time!The mission time limit is coming!
The nurse was horrified and secretly looked at Jin Chen's clothes. He didn't look like a rich man, so why did he spend so much money on Mo Zhinan?
She took the money and was not careless. She injected Mo Zhinan's medicine seriously and packed a large bag of daily care medicines.
After Mo Zhinan got the injection, he felt more energetic and had other things to think about. He sat there and waited for Jinchen to come back with the medicine, the expression on his face getting weirder and weirder.
When Jinchen came back with a large bag of medicine, he finally heard the first words Mo Zhinan said to him.
"...Do you want to sell me?"
