CHAPTER 22: CHAPTER 22 FROM NOW ON, YOU’LL HELP ME CHANGE MY DRESSING

She blinked, following behind him, and under his ambiguous gaze, she picked up the gauze prepared on the table and squatted down to start bandaging him.

Her actions were unexpected to Lu Jinyang, as he had merely made a casual remark and hadn’t expected her to actually help.

He watched the woman who was seriously bandaging him with a profound gaze, his thoughts unfathomable.

A moment later, Zhuang Shuqing stood up, speaking somewhat sternly, "Your wound will get infected if it continues like this. I suggest you go to the hospital for treatment..."

She hadn’t finished speaking when she was interrupted by the man’s indifferent voice, "Give me your phone."

"What?" His abrupt change of topic caught Zhuang Shuqing off guard, and she didn’t react at once.

"Your phone, give it to me."

Zhuang Shuqing frowned, "Why?"

Lu Jinyang didn’t explain. He picked up a pen and paper from the table and wrote down his number, "Call this number when you help me change the dressing." Saying this, he didn’t wait to see if Zhuang Shuqing accepted, and placed it directly in her hand.

"What did you say? Want me to help you change your dressing?" Zhuang Shuqing was taken aback and laughed in disbelief, "Mr. Lu, I don’t think I have the obligation to do that, do I?"

Lu Jinyang didn’t even look at her, "Save a life, save it to the end."

Zhuang Shuqing: "..."

"Pack your things; we’re leaving in half an hour."

With that, he turned, put on his clothes, and saw that the woman was still standing there, dazed and not moving, so he glanced at her sideways, "Is there anything else?"

Zhuang Shuqing took a few deep breaths, stabilizing the nearly overwhelming urge to stab him with a knife, then she said, "Please tell me Comrade Leng Yixing’s phone number. I need to inform him first."

"...Alright." He took the paper directly from her hand, added another number, and handed it back to her.

Watching his actions, Zhuang Shuqing’s mouth twitched silently, but in the end, she said nothing and turned to leave.

Leng Yixing was surprised when he received Zhuang Shuqing’s call, as it was the shared phone in his dorm and not his mobile.

"Miss Zhuang, what’s the matter?"

"It’s like this, there was a bit of trouble at our studio, and the interview can’t continue. I... Mr. Lu said I could leave with him, so..."

Upon hearing the last part of her sentence, Leng Yixing almost immediately responded without thinking, "It’s fine, you go with him. I’ll take care of things here."

"...Alright, I’ll leave it to you then."

After hanging up, Zhuang Shuqing felt like something was off, but after some thought, she couldn’t find anything amiss and decided to dismiss it. Glancing at the time and seeing there were only five minutes left until the half-hour mark, she was startled, quickly stuffed the piece of paper with the number into her bag, grabbed her luggage, and walked out.

Before leaving, she took one last lingering look at the dormitory...

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On the way back to City B, Zhuang Shuqing naturally regarded Lu Jinyang as the driver. As soon as she got in the car, she nestled in the back seat and closed her eyes, afraid he’d once again say something shocking.

Fortunately, Lu Jinyang was preoccupied with thoughts and didn’t speak during the trip. Almost the moment the car entered the city center, Zhuang Shuqing opened her eyes and had him drop her off at any bus stop.

Without a word, he let her out at the nearest bus stop and left.

Standing at the bus stop, Zhuang Shuqing took a deep breath. She had planned to return to the studio first, but glanced down at her luggage and ultimately decided against it.

After returning to her apartment and taking a bath, she took out her phone and called Qin Huaixin.

"Shuqing, what’s happened?"