Chapter 9

After coming out of the hospital, Gao Congming said, "Yiye, do you want to go back to the mansion or..."

"go back to the west city." Yi Jin leaves the light way.

Xicheng District, that's the rental house of Huiling. Gao Congming doesn't know how long his boss plans to stay in the small rental house.

On the way to the west of the city, Gao Congming suddenly gave a warning at a traffic light. "Yiye, is Ling still on the side of the road."

Yi Jin turns her head slightly and sees a slim figure sweeping the garbage on the side of the road with a broom.

A fluorescent work clothes, tied with a simple horsetail, because of the cold weather, every breath with white smoke.

At this time, a battery car seems to be in order to catch up with the green light, quickly from Ling is still passing by. Ling's legs were wiped by the battery car's body, and the whole person fell to the ground.

But the man on the battery car didn't even stop and went straight across the road.

This scene, naturally Yi Jinli and Gao Congming also saw.

"Yi ye, do you want to find out the battery owner and investigate his responsibility?" Gao Congming asked. In his opinion, his boss should still be interested in Ling. Since the last time he was drunk and slapped by Yi ye, this kind of thing will naturally come out.

Yi Jin's eyes were fixed on the woman who fell to the ground outside the window. Yi's voice rang in his mind again: "remember what you said today, never follow him..."

he would never care about a woman like his father. This is just a game, but now, he is not a Jin, how can he care about an environmental sanitation worker named Ling still?

"Don't worry about it." He took back his eyes in a light way.

Gao Congming is shocked. Is it because he guessed wrong? I don't care that Ling is still?!

The red light in front has turned green, and the car continues to drive forward? Do you want to go to the hospital? "

Ling still bit his teeth and checked his injury. He didn't break his skin and bleed, but his ankle was bruised and swollen. "No, I'll push it with safflower oil."

"Then you go back and remember to rub it well, and then you can rub the congestion away." Xu said, and then he told me that the cyclist who just wiped and bumped his head but didn't come back was too wicked.

In the evening, Ling still crumpled back to the rental room. As soon as he entered the door, he saw a figure sitting under the light.

"Sister, you are back." The man stood up and greeted her.

In an instant, the chill on her body seemed to be dispelled by the figure. What she asked for was just someone who could wait for her at home. Even this family is simple and small.

"Well, I'm back." She smiled softly. "I'm hungry. I bought two boxes of rice today. I can cook another soup."

"Good." He answered, and then watched as she crumpled the boxed rice on the only small square table in the room, and crumpled the vegetables, then burned the vegetables soup with the electromagnetic stove.

"Sister, what happened to your feet?" He asked knowingly.

"I've scratched a little. It's OK. I'll rub some safflower oil in a moment." She understated the truth, but every few steps, there would be a slight change in her face, and her forehead was already oozing with a thin sweat.

Yi Jin from slightly pursed a thin lip, "that's not as good as now wipe." He said, extending his hand, and directly pulled her over, and then pulled up her trousers.

All of a sudden, an obvious lump was imprinted in his eyes. Even now, the place of the lump was covered by socks.

And when he pulled the sock down, the swelling on her ankle, which was red and swollen to purple, suddenly came to his eyes.

Mingming feels that he won't care. Even if her leg is broken, he can still be indifferent, but inexplicably, seeing her swollen feet, his chest is a little stuffy and uncomfortable.

"Nothing. Just rub it with safflower oil." She was embarrassed to try to pull her ankle out of his big hand, but his fingers held her ankle so tightly that she could not move.

There was a silence in the air.

"And safflower oil?" He said suddenly.

"In the medicine chest at the bedside table." She said.

The next moment, she suddenly exclaimed, because he suddenly picked her up, walked to the bedside, put her down, and then took the safflower oil out of the medicine box.

He sat on the edge of the bed, resting her injured right foot on his leg, taking off her shoes and socks, and pressing her purple lump against his finger.

There is nothing wrong with the bone. It seems that it should be what she said. It's just skin injury. Yi Jin pours some safflower oil in the palm and begins to rub the red and swollen place for Ling.His strength is not light, but she has been biting teeth, did not cry pain.

"Doesn't sister hurt?" He said, if I were to change a woman, I'm afraid I would have cried out in pain.

"All right." She gasped a little, and said, "this pain is much lighter than I used to be..." her voice stopped, but she didn't say the words "in prison", but said, "it's much lighter than the pain I've had before."

Yi Jin glances at Ling thoughtfully from her eyes. He naturally understands what she didn't say.

At the beginning, she was in prison, even though he just looked on coldly and didn't do anything, but the Hao family didn't necessarily. What's more, many people wanted to sell Hao family's face to him and make a good deal of him. Her life in prison was even worse than that of ordinary people.

"It seems that elder sister has suffered a lot before." He whispered.

"It's all over." Ling still said, feeling the ankle after being rubbed and pressed, when the pain gradually dissipated, it was a hot, comfortable feeling instead.

"Ah Jin, thank you. You are really good. You are a good man." She smiled at him.

Good people? He turned the corner of his lips. Even those who flatter him have never described him as a "good man". His life and his actions have never been associated with "good people".

"Sister a really thinks I'm a good person?"

"Well, we a Jin, of course, are good people." She said so naturally, as if in her eyes, he was a good man, her good brother.

"If one day, sister a finds out that I am not a good person, will I be disappointed?" He asked.