Shuyin put down her spoon and was about to walk to Jing Zhi's room.
Jing Rui grabbed her wrist and pulled her back.
"You can't treat his injuries."
"Ah? It's that serious?"
"It's not serious,"
"What?" Shuyin was confused."What kind of injury did he get?"
"Hurt love!"
"This ... Mm, you're right. I can't treat this injury. I'd better eat! But, young master Jing, can you please let go of my hand? I'm afraid I can't eat with one hand. "
Jing Rui paused and then let go of her wrist, as if he had accidentally touched Shuyin.
Shuyin was confused. She had been suspecting that Jing Rui was interested in her. Otherwise, why would he touch her so often?
She shook her head lightly and felt that it was better for her not to overthink things.
Thinking about how Jing Zhi had been unconscious, Shuyin asked,""Is he heartbroken?"
Jing Rui washed his hands and sat down at the table. He hummed in agreement and started to eat.
