Ice was put on the ankle for a while, and the wounds on the hands and knees were also treated. The pain was relieved a lot. Sang Zhi's mood was not so bad as a result.

She had been taken care of like this since she was a child, so except that she felt a little close to him at this time, she didn't feel anything wrong.

Sang Zhi glanced at him and muttered: "I didn't ask you to do anything, right?"

If not, just apply some medicine and wipe your face.

It's not like he was asked to do anything difficult.

How come you have to serve your ancestors?

Then his ancestor was very easy to serve.

"You got a younger sister out of thin air, and your brother ran away." Duan Jiaxu raised his eyelids and stood up straight, "Child, do your calculations, how much has your brother helped you?"

Sang Zhi paused and couldn't help but said, "Then I can help you if you have any problem."

As if he found this interesting, Duan Jiaxu sat next to her with great interest, turned his head and smiled: "Hmm? What do you want to help me with?"

"Just..." Only one word came out, and Sang Zhi stopped. She couldn't think of anything she could do to help him. She scratched her head, defeated, and could only change the topic stupidly, "Where is my brother?

Already..."

Duan Jiaxu lazily said: "I don't want you anymore."

Sang Zhi snorted: "I still dislike him."

After saying that, she remembered what happened just now and began to worry: "Would my brother be surprised that I called him dad in front of the teacher, and he also heard the teacher call you Brother Sangzhi?"

"Hmm." Duan Jiaxu said, "I guess you guessed that I pretended to be him to see your teacher."

"..."

Sang Zhi's scalp was numb: "What should we do?"

"What can we do?" Duan Jiaxu sighed, "We are both going to die."

"..." When he said this, Sang Zhi was a little worried, and said calmly, "No way, I will talk to him later, but he won't tell my parents..."

Duan Jiaxu: "Didn't you ignore him?"

"It's not that I don't want to pay attention to him, it's just that he always talks about me." At this point, Sang Zhi started to feel depressed, "Forget it about normal times, he still hurts me when I fall."

"You think he doesn't care about you?"

Sang Zhi pursed her lips, neither nodding nor shaking her head.

"Isn't what you just said in front of the teacher very interesting?" Duan Jiaxu said, "Your brother heard it and asked a few more questions. Isn't that also showing concern?"

Sang Zhi said dullly: "Then can't he ask more gently?"

Duan Jiaxu found it funny: "To ask your brother to be gentle? Aren't you trying to make things difficult for others?"

"..."

It seems to make sense.

Sang Zhi didn't know what to say, so she looked at him again and quickly lowered her head.

In this quiet atmosphere, Sang Yan, who had not been seen for a long time, finally came back after saying to get her a glass of water. He held two bottles of water in his hand and handed one bottle at room temperature to Sang Zhi: "Go and drink it."

Hospital."

Sang Zhi didn't move.

Sang Yan simply squatted in front of her and raised his hand towards her: "Do you want to drink?"

Sang Zhi took it slowly.

Then, Sang Yan turned to look at Duan Jiaxu and asked, "Has the wound been treated?"

Duan Jiaxu hummed.

Sang Yan threw the remaining bottle of water to him: "Thanks, brother."

Duan Jiaxu leaned back on his chair and smiled nonchalantly. After a few seconds, Sang Yan turned his back in front of Sang Zhi and said, "Come up."

Sang Zhi felt that she was still having a cold war with him, pretending that she didn't hear him.

Sang Yan turned around and stared at her for a while before saying, "Your 'brother' has classes in the afternoon and doesn't have time to take you to the hospital, so I can only ask your 'father' to take you to the hospital."

"..."

"hurry up."

Hearing this, Sang Zhi subconsciously turned to look at Duan Jiaxu.

Duan Jiaxu also stood up, took out his mobile phone in his pocket, looked at the time, and said casually: "Don't you have classes too?"

This means that I really have no intention of going.

"You remembered it wrong." Sang Yan said to Sang Zhi without raising his eyes, "Come up quickly."

There was always a hint of impatience in his tone.

Without Duan Jiaxu's big hand, Sang Zhi didn't dare to be in a mood for too long, fearing that Sang Yan would really ignore her, so she could only lie on his back very spinelessly.

Duan Jiaxu put the hat on her head again.

"Listen carefully to your brother."

Sang Yan carried Sang Zhi towards the exit of the playground.

Both of them were quiet.

After walking for more than ten meters, Sang Zhi suddenly turned back and looked in the direction of the tent.

Not far from the tent, a little boy fell while running. Sang Zhi saw Duan Jiaxu walking over quickly and helped him up.

The distance is not too close, and the sun is still strong.

She couldn't see the expression on his face clearly.

All you can see is that he bent down and patted the dust on the boy's pants. His temperament was gentle and clear, as if he was smiling. He looked like a person with gentleness from his bones.

Sang Zhi suddenly felt a little depressed.

There was something else I wanted to say to him.

I want to ask him if he can stop calling her "kid". At least she feels that now, she no longer looks like a kid.

But it seems unnecessary.

Because there are not that many opportunities to meet.

Moreover, it seems that he is not just that kind to her.

He seems to be like this to everyone.

Gentle, yet distant.

Sang Yan carried Sang Zhi out of the playground and walked silently towards the school gate.

Because of the quarrel just now, Sang Zhi's mood was a little complicated. She felt a little regretful, but she was not willing to lower her face and reconcile with him.

Sang Yan remained silent at this time, and she did not take the initiative to speak.

Sang Zhi hooked his neck with one hand and held a water bottle in the other hand. She lost consciousness without realizing it. She remembered that when she was a child, he often carried her home like this.

It seems like a long time ago.

Sang Zhi recalled what she had just said to him when she got angry.

Sang Yan suddenly spoke up at this moment, interrupting her thoughts: "I won't tell my parents for now. They are at work now, so it would be quite troublesome to run back."

Sang Zhi: "Oh."

Sang Yan said calmly: "I'll ask mom to call your teacher later to ask for leave."

Sang Zhi was silent for a few seconds and then said oh again.

After leaving the school gate, Sang Yan hailed a taxi and helped Sang Zhi get into the car. He told the driver, "Go to a nearby hospital," and then turned to Sang Zhi and said, "Put on your seat belt."

Seeing a wound on Sang Zhi's palm, he came over to tie it for her.

Sang Zhi couldn't help but said: "Why don't you tie it?"

Sang Yan twitched the corners of his lips: "I feel so scared."

Sang Zhi: "Then I'm too scared."

Sang Yan had already sat back and said nonchalantly: "Then just panic."

"..."

The car fell into silence again.

After a while, Sang Yan suddenly threw a gummy candy over: "Eat candy."

It happened to fall on Sang Zhi's lap.

Sang Zhi lowered her eyes subconsciously, looked at the gummy candy in silence, and picked it up. Her taste was somewhat similar to Sang Yan's, and they both liked this brand of gummy candy.

There are nine inside.
To be continued...