When he ran all the way to the county textile factory, Jiang Yi's legs were weak.

I couldn't help but stop slowly.

I took the opportunity to think about how to tell Jiang Jianjun later.

Treat Jiang Jianjun the same as Qian Yulan.

Qian Yulan is you hard, she is even harder, and she often talks but her brain when her temper comes up, so she will ignore the scolding when she was provoked by Jiang Yi just now.

Jiang Jianjun has a cowardly personality, and he procrastifies everything if he can.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have worked in the factory for more than ten years, and he was just a team leader who was not worth mentioning.

So she had to find a way to force Jiang Jianjun to have a strategy to achieve her goal as soon as possible.

Jiang Yi had a fever just right, and his brain was still a little groggy.

I didn't notice that there was a car at the intersection that was extremely rare in the county in this era.

Jiang Yi took a breath, feeling that he was almost thinking about it, and just as he continued walking, the car "creaked" and stopped with a screeching sound.

"How's that, what's going on, little girl, are you alright? Did you bump into it? ”

The driver who was driving the car thought that someone suddenly appeared, and he was so frightened that his heartbeat was about to stop, so he quickly jumped down to check.

Jiang Yi fell to the ground to avoid the car, and gasped in pain.

Look down.

The clothes worn in summer are already thin, not to mention that Jiang Yi has Jiang Jiayin's old clothes, which have been worn for several years, and after washing and washing, they have long been worn white and rotten, and they can't even block friction at all.

Fortunately, the driver braked in time.

But Jiang Yi's knee was still scratched a large piece, which was shocking to look at.

"Oops, bleeding." The driver was so anxious that he said, "Wait a minute, I have a medicine box in the car, I'll deal with it for you first, and then we'll go to the hospital." ”

Jiang Yi frowned and looked at it, and stood up calmly:

"No, it's okay, I was careless."

After speaking, he limped away directly.

"Hey, hey, little girl, you can't go, your leg is still hurt." The driver hurriedly took the medicine box, and when he turned around, the person was already gone.

"Give me the medicine box." Just as he was about to catch up, the medicine box in his hand was taken away.

The man strode after Jiang Yi and stood directly in front of Jiang Yi.

Jiang Yi was staring at the knee injury as he walked.

He was stunned for a moment just now, and the pain was a little convulsive, so Jiang Yi didn't care about it.

But after taking a few steps, Jiang Yi suddenly reacted.

The leg injury came just in time.

"What are you doing?" The corners of Jiang Yi's mouth were just about to be hooked, but the road was suddenly blocked, and he raised his head and said in an unkind tone.

but crashed into a pair of cold eyes.

The man blocking Jiang Yi was very tall, at least Jiang Yi had to look up to see his face.

The age is between teenagers and young adults, the figure is slender and straight, but the momentum exuded by the whole person is stronger than most adult men that Jiang has seen.

There was no expression on the man's handsome face.

Staring at Jiang Yi's knees, he frowned, his tone was colder than Jiang Yi's, and he said lightly with the medicine box: "You are injured." ”

Jiang Yi almost wanted to say "nonsense", she didn't know she was injured?

In other words, Jiang Yi might gratefully agree to treat the wound.

But not today, she still has this wound useful.

"I said that I was careless, I really don't need to worry about you, can you stop in my way now?" Jiang Yi stopped and felt that his knees were hissing and hurting, but he still tried to speak in a calm and authentic tone.

"No, it's going to get infected."

The man refused, and even bent down directly to inspect the injury.

"No, I said no, don't you understand?"

Jiang Yi was anxious, and pushed him while the man was squatting.

The whole person flashed over flexibly, and shouted at the back while running away in pain: "Don't follow me, I said don't worry about you, I will see the wound myself." ”