Chapter 170

“After you go back home, watch your wound and don’t let it touch water.”

To be honest, these words are already a big gesture for him to leave.

The rain outside has gradually stopped, and wind was blowing in. The thick layer of clouds had been washed away by this sudden rainstorm, and the sky slowly revealed a clear blue.

Xie Xinglin knew what she had meant. His eyes scanned Su Qiuge, his thin lips pursed slightly, turning it into a callous arc.

He realized that this trick didn’t seem to work on her.

After a long time, he said ok and turned to leave.

It might’ve been Su Qiuge’s illusion, but she felt that Xie Xinglin was unhappy again.

But she can’t care about whether or not he’s unhappy at the moment, because her own body is having a big problem.

She watched him close the door, shrugged her shoulders, plugged her nose with more tissues, and hurriedly found her mobile phone to search a few questions online.

She first searched for a quick way to stop a nosebleed.

Then the second question-

“Why do I get a nosebleed when I see a man’s abs?”

On the Good Doctors Q&A website, she saw that someone had asked the same question as she did, and a doctor had responded.

“—Hello, in your case of nosebleeds, it is recommended to go to the hospital for an ENT examination to see if the bleeding point can be found. According to the information you have provided, it is probably related to the temporary spike in blood pressure. It is recommended to take the Lanqin medicine. Remember not to pick your nose...”

After Xie Xinglin went out, his face became colder and colder.

Woman: No.

Man: I don’t like him either. I prefer Mencius.

This image blew up the people lurking in the chat.

Immediately afterwards, the group posted a bunch of “hahahaha”, “wonderful” and “Han still got it.”.

Xie Xinglin looked down at the picture and sneered.

Would anyone really use such a stupid pickup line?

However, at this moment, a message appeared in WeChat.

Qiuqiu_wants_to_get_rich: You left your bag here. It hasn’t dried yet, so I’ll dry it for you, and I’ll give it back to you at school.

Qiuqiu_wants_to_get_rich: You finished your homework, right?

Xie Xinglin looked down at her message for a while.

Su Qiuge had already stopped her nosebleed, stuffing two small rolls of paper up her nose. She looked defeatedly at Xie Xinglin’s bag hanging by the entrance hall. It was still a little wet, so she hung the bag next to the heater, hoping it would dry faster.

Then, the opposite side of the chat replied with a message that seemed out of the blue.

Xing: Do you like 老子 (me)?

Su Qiuge looked down at the message, and at first glance she directly interpreted ita as—

Do you like me?

Her heart skipped a beat.