Obsession’s Edge

Chapter 9

Lin Jinse helped Jian Yishi to call the emergency surgery number. He looked up at the call system and saw that there were three patients in front of him. It was estimated that they would have to wait for more than 10 minutes, so he didn't rush Jian Yishi and the others and found a seat to sit down first.

She briefly recalled Jian Yi's behavior. To be honest, she was a little angry when he knocked down the plastic bag, but after the incident, she would habitually reflect on herself and slowly digest those negative emotions.

While he was thinking about it, Luo Wentao's voice sounded in his ears: "Sister Jinse, have you registered your number?"

"Okay, there's more ahead..." Lin Jinse raised his head and glanced at the call system again, "There are two of you, just sit down and wait."

"Okay." Luo Wentao sat down next to Lin Jinse.

Jian Yishi did not look at her, not even giving her peripheral vision, and walked directly to the window, with her hands in her trouser pockets, standing there aloof, looking down at all living beings with a cold eye, a kind of indifference that transcended everything.

Lin Jinse glanced at him and looked away. His temper was much worse than that of Jinnian.

"He has mysophobia and hates coming to the hospital. He says the hospital has the most bacteria, so we don't care about him." Luo Wentao glanced at him and curled his lips.

After a while, Luo Wentao received a call from home and took the first step if he had something to do.

About five minutes later, Jian Yishi's number was called. Seeing that he didn't make any movement, Lin Jinse stood up, took a few steps forward, and called him from a distance of two or three meters: "Ah Shi, it's your turn."

Jian Yi was still unmoved. She didn't know whether she was so absorbed in her thoughts that she didn't hear her, or whether she heard her and ignored her on purpose.

There is really nothing we can do against him.

Lin Jinse had no choice but to walk over a little further. She stretched out her hand to pat him, but then retracted her hand. How could he have such a short memory?

She simply stood directly in front of him, blocking his view of the window, and whispered: "It's your turn."

After saying that, Lin Jinse quickly walked towards the consulting room without waiting for his response.

Just like in the police station, the faint fragrance suddenly hit me and then disappeared quickly.

Jian Yi wrinkled her nose slightly and followed her up.

Lin Jinse stood by the door of the consulting room. When he saw Jian Yi from the corner of his eye, he followed her. Fang knocked on the door and apologized: "Doctor, I'm sorry for the long wait."

The doctor sitting in the clinic was a middle-aged doctor. He glanced at Lin Jinse and waved his hand, "It's okay, come in. What's wrong with you?"

Lin Jinse walked in and saw that his badge read Deputy Chief Physician Yang Mingzhong. When he pointed to Jian Yi behind him, "Director Yang, please help me..."

She wanted to say "my brother", but she didn't seem to like it when she thought of Jian Yi, so she changed her words and said, "Check his ankle. It sprained about two hours ago."

Director Yang asked Jian Yishi to sit down, carefully checked the instep and ankle of his right foot, pressed it, and asked him if it hurt.

Jian Yi glanced at Lin Jinse from the corner of his eye and said softly: "A little bit."

Director Yang asked about the situation again and said, "The ankle problem shouldn't be serious. I'll prescribe him some medicine. Be careful not to exercise strenuously within a week."

"Are you sure you're okay?" Lin Jinse couldn't help but ask. After saying this, he felt that he seemed to be questioning the doctor's medical skills, and added: "He is an athlete, and he will have a competition recently..."

Director Yang was not happy at first, but the little girl was beautiful and spoke softly, so he couldn't get angry. He explained: "There is no redness or swelling, and the young man said it doesn't hurt much. If I'm really worried, I can take a picture."

When Lin Jinse looked at Jian Yi, Jian Yi had already stood up and said coldly: "No need."

"Director Yang, that's not necessary. Please help me prescribe some medicine."

Director Yang nodded and glanced at Jian Yi, "Your girlfriend is also confused when she is concerned, so you should be more considerate."

Jian Yishi stood there without saying a word, looking gloomy and unclear. Lin Jinse was startled and waved her hands quickly: "No, I'm not his girlfriend."

Director Yang thought it was because the couple was having an argument, so he smiled and said, "Okay, go get your boyfriend medicine."

Lin Jinse was dumbfounded and said, "You misunderstood, I am his sister."

Jian Yishi suddenly interrupted: "She is not my sister."

Director Yang glanced at Lin Jinse through the thick glasses, then at Jian Yi, and said with a smile: "Sister and brother love, right? I understand, I understand."

Jian Yishi didn't even explain, and walked away. Lin Jinse was unable to defend himself, so he had to thank Director Yang: "Thank you, doctor, let's go first."

Director Yang waved his hand towards her.

Lin Jinse hurriedly left the consulting room and saw a couple and a girl of fifteen or sixteen coming towards her.

The girl seemed to have fallen and looked a little embarrassed. Her jeans were dirty and stained, and her elbows and arms were scraped and stained with blood.

The girl's mother couldn't help complaining to her, but her eyes were full of distress: "Look, you are still walking and playing with your mobile phone. You fell so hard!"

The girl's father wanted to help the girl and kept asking: "Does it hurt? How about dad carry you?"

The girl looked impatient and pushed her father's hand away, "It doesn't hurt, you don't need to carry it." Then she turned to her mother and glared at her: "I already know I was wrong, Mom, please don't keep nagging me, okay?"

Lin Jinse stepped aside and let the three of them pass first.

After they walked over, she couldn't help but look back at the backs of their family of three for a while.

The mood suddenly dropped.

"Still not leaving?" The boy who walked away came back at some point and stood three meters away, looking at her coldly.

Lin Jinse quickly collected her emotions and forced a smile towards Jian Yishi, "Let's go."

When they walked out of the hospital, it was completely dark and a cold wind was blowing. Lin Jinse couldn't help but shiver.

The driver who brought them did not leave. He was still waiting where he was. When he saw them coming out, he backed up the car in front of them and lowered the window. "Get in the car and take you home."

Lin Jinse was a little surprised and bent down to ask him: "Master, have you been waiting for us?"

The driver smiled at her and said, "After charging you such a high fare, of course I have to provide home service."

Lin Jinse thanked him and without thinking much, opened the back seat door and got in.

Jian Yishi seemed to stand outside for a while, then walked around to the car door on the other side, opened it, and sat in.

Lin Jinse realized at this time that he must have never sat in the passenger seat, so he asked, "How about I sit in the front?"

Jian Yishi's eyes darkened and she said coldly: "Master, drive."

Lin Jinse turned her head, looked out the window, and ignored him. This younger brother is really difficult to take care of.

Pat pat pat, streaks of water slid across the glass window.

"It's raining again." Lin Jinse murmured to himself, his eyes darkening.

When she was a child, she liked the rain. The rustling sound of rain was sweet and sweet, but now she doesn't like it at all.

She leaned her forehead against the window, closed her eyes, and tightly covered her ears by the window with one hand. She didn't want to see the misty rain scene outside the window, nor did she want to listen to the rustling rain.

But there are some things that cannot be seen or heard by just closing your eyes and covering your ears.

The rain that day was like this, neither big nor small, hitting the banana leaves in the yard with a rustling sound, which was wonderful.

The picture of rain hitting banana trees in her pen also has a quiet artistic conception and is vivid on the paper. She shouted crisply: "Grandpa, Grandpa, come over and see how I am doing in my painting."

Lin Langshan walked over with a smile, twirling his beard and nodding: "That's right, that's right. Listening to the rain as it hits the banana trees, it feels like there are worries but no worries at all. Xiao Jin's traditional Chinese painting skills are getting better and better."

"It's not because Grandpa taught him well." Lin Jinse hugged Grandpa's arm and whispered coquettishly.

"I will be 20 years old tomorrow, and I still look like a child." Lin Langshan patted her on the shoulder, and the warmth in his eyes faded.

Lin Jinse knew that her grandfather must be thinking of Jinnian again. Jinnian's birthday was two months after her birthday.

"Grandpa, why haven't my parents arrived yet? Shouldn't we be landing around 4 o'clock?" Lin Jinse quickly changed the subject.

Lin Langshan looked up at the old-fashioned wall clock on the wall and murmured to himself: "Yes, it's time to arrive."

Buzzing, Lin Langshan's cell phone rang at the corner of the table. Lin Jinse just picked up the pen and said, "Grandpa, answer the phone quickly. It should be my parents calling."

Lin Langshan answered the phone with a smile, "Sizhe..."

Lin Jinse also smiled and looked up at his grandfather, but his face suddenly turned pale, and his lips trembled: "You, what did you say?"

Lin Jinse felt something was wrong and asked, "Grandpa, what's wrong?"

Lin Langshan's eyes were dull, and the hand holding the phone couldn't help shaking. The phone fell down. Lin Jinse caught it with quick eyes and hands, and put it to his ear: "Hello, hello, who are you?"

"Are these the family members of Lin Sizhe and Zhang Nianhua?..." There was a gentle female voice on the phone. When she heard what she said about the plane crash, Lin Jinse's first reaction was that it must be a liar and it must be a scam call. She decisively picked up the phone.

But her legs swung uncontrollably, and she pretended to be calm to comfort Lin Langshan, helping him sit down on the sofa, "Grandpa, it must be a scam call, it must be."

Lin Langshan turned on the TV tremblingly. Lin Jinse ran out of the living room and stood in the yard in the rain. He kept calling his parents with tears streaming down his face. "Dad, Mom, answer the phone quickly, hurry up..."

But their phone calls never got through, and the male announcer's eloquent voice came from the TV: "Today, China Southern Airlines Boeing 737... flew over Rong County, Tingzhou, and suddenly dropped from a cruising altitude of 9,899 meters at a speed of 850 kilometers per hour. Then, it lost contact with the ground, crashed into the forest, and triggered a wildfire..."

In the sound of rain, the male announcer's voice came into my ears clearly word by word and sentence by sentence.

At this moment, the cold voice of the male announcer seemed to ring in her ears again, hitting her chest hard every word. Lin Jinse's heart ached so hard that she could hardly breathe, and she almost couldn't breathe.

Suddenly, a few coughs from the young man were heard next to him, and then a cold and deep voice said: "Is there more?"

Lin Jinse was brought back to reality by the voice. She slowly opened her eyes, and there was warm liquid sliding down the corners of her eyes. She quickly raised her hand to wipe it away, turned her head, and asked softly: "What did you say?"

The light in the car was dim, but the profile of the young man's face was extremely clear, angular, and clear as a sculpture. He looked straight ahead, without turning his head to look at her, as if he was talking to the air: "Mangosteen and oranges. I'm a little hungry."

It's so natural.

Although she disliked him for being rude, Lin Jinse was also glad that he didn't turn around to look at her. She quickly raised the back of her hand to wipe away the remaining tears, took the thermal bag from her side, opened the bag with a sneer, and whispered: "Yes, I have it, but it's a bit cold. Do you want more?"

Jian Yishi said nothing, but stretched out his hand towards her.

Lin Jinse took out a bag and placed it on his palm.

When Jian Yi retracted her hand, Lin Jinse turned on the car's roof light, and soft light poured down, covering the two of them.

Jian Yi took out a pack of wet wipes from his pocket, wiped his hands first, and then took out the mangosteen from the bag.

With a purple outer skin and four green leaves on top, at first glance I thought it was a real mangosteen.

He didn't bite it in one bite like Luo Wentao. Instead, he ate the four leaves first, then gently peeled off the purple skin to reveal the white and tender flesh inside. After eating the skin bit by bit, he finally ate the meat.

What Lin Jinse likes most is to watch others eat the food she makes. Moreover, when she eats it simply, she eats it so elegantly and aesthetically, which makes her feel much better.

"Is it delicious?" Lin Jinse waited for him to finish and handed him a bottle of mineral water.

Jian Yi took it, unscrewed the bottle cap, raised his head, and took a gulp of water. The young man's Adam's apple, as cold as a mountain, slowly slid against the slender, white neck, which looked a little sexy.

Lin Jinse looked away and turned off the car roof lights. She didn't expect Jian Yi to answer her, so she wasn't disappointed.

"It's delicious." Jian Yishi's cool and deep voice sounded in the silent carriage, and it came over unexpectedly.

Lin Jinse was stunned for a moment, a little surprised. As he lowered his head, he couldn't help but slightly curling his lips.