Chapter Twelve: Just Like This, Beside My Brother

“I can’t call a doctor either!” Shi Zhaodi said immediately. If Jiang Hao’en called a doctor, then it wouldn’t just be her mother who’d find out. The entire Jiang family would be on high alert again, thinking something was wrong with Jiang Hao’en. When they discovered it was a mistake, things would only get worse for her. Jiang Hao’en looked at Shi Zhaodi. Shi Zhaodi knew Jiang Hao’en was waiting for an explanation. “Some classmates were fighting, I went to break it up, and they accidentally hit me,” Shi Zhaodi admitted truthfully, then lifted her shirt to show Jiang Hao’en a vivid, swollen bruise across her back—an alarming sight. Jiang Hao’en pulled Shi Zhaodi into her bedroom, then turned and left. After a while, she returned holding a medicine kit. She took out some ointment and cotton swabs. Shi Zhaodi obediently lay on the bed, letting Jiang Hao’en apply the medicine.

The ointment stung sharply; the pain was intense, and Shi Zhaodi couldn’t hold back her tears. After applying the medicine and pulling Shi Zhaodi’s shirt back down, Jiang Hao’en put away the kit. Only then did she notice Shi Zhaodi’s tear-streaked face and runny nose, though she had been holding back the sobs earlier. Feeling a bit helpless, Jiang Hao’en sat Shi Zhaodi on her lap and gently wiped away her tears and nose with a handkerchief. “Brother, it hurts so much, it really hurts…” Shi Zhaodi said pitifully. The back had first burned fiercely, but after the ointment, it ached as if pricked by needles. Jiang Hao’en bent down and kissed Shi Zhaodi’s forehead, her cheeks flushing as she said awkwardly, “Now it won’t hurt anymore!” Shi Zhaodi stared at her in surprise, then burst into a smile through her tears. “Brother, you’re the best to me!” Shi Zhaodi hugged Jiang Hao’en’s neck, deeply moved. After clinging to Jiang Hao’en for a while, Shi Zhaodi left to insist on finishing her homework. A servant came to call Jiang Hao’en for dinner. “I’ll eat here today,” Jiang Hao’en told the servant. The servant delivered dinner to Jiang Hao’en’s room. The elders of the Jiang family, hearing that Jiang Hao’en didn’t want to dine in the hall but preferred to eat alone in her room, immediately grew worried, fearing their precious grandson was unwell again. Several elders rushed anxiously to Jiang Hao’en’s room, neglecting their own dinner. Shi Zhaodi was doing her homework while the Jiang family elders fussed over their treasured child. She had no choice but to put away her workbook and quietly leave Jiang Hao’en’s room, unnoticed by anyone. ——————————————— If the angel says she forgot to update today… will she get pelted with eggs? Oo~ ———————————————