Shi Su quickly shook off his hand, turned to the side and leaned forward to help him, raising her eyes to look at him: "Are you okay?" Ji Han was struck quite hard by this boy who weighed at least two hundred pounds along with his backpack, coughing muffledly, his face turning noticeably pale. If he hadn’t been injured, it might have been fine, but he was someone who had barely survived after falling off a cliff twenty days ago, how healed could his wounds be now? Shi Su was terribly worried, turned her head and scolded: "What’s with you kids making noise in the supermarket? Do you not know how to behave appropriately here?" The group of male students scattered away, none dared to stay behind, and Shi Su didn’t bother with them, only supporting him: "How are you? Did the impact hit your wound?" "I’m fine." Jing Jihan gently pushed away her hand trying to support him: "Have you picked out the milk?" "Who cares about picking milk now? I don’t want any!" Shi Su frowned, then saw Mianmian standing nearby looking worried as well, but seemingly afraid of hurting Ji Han, she dared not come closer, only standing by the shopping cart looking up at them. Shi Su said to her: "Mianmian, you stay here for a moment, watch the shopping cart, don’t wander off yourself." After speaking, regardless of whether Jing Jihan was willing or not, she forcibly pushed him towards a fire door beside the supermarket, opened the door, and stepped into a dimly lit passage, with no one around, she immediately reached up to unbutton a few of his front buttons: "Don’t move, let me check the wound." Jing Jihan’s face was already looking a bit better than before, he raised his hand to stop her: "I said I’m fine, are you just going to leave Mianmian out there?" "She’s smart. No stranger would dare approach her. Before anyone even touches her, she would start shouting." Shi Su ignored his attempts to stop her and insisted on pushing his hand away, eventually wrenching open several of his buttons. Upon seeing the wound on his chest, no longer requiring medical gauze, there was indeed a red mark left by the corner of a book that was in the kid’s backpack, closely located near the most severe wound on his chest, just a centimeter or two away, and it could have directly knocked his wound open again. The kid was so fat, and the backpack so hard, if it was a small child who was hit that hard, they’d likely have lost most of their life. Shi Su stared at his chest unhappily, clutching his shirt and refusing to let go. Jing Jihan looked down at her. Shi Su was oblivious to how ambiguous this situation looked; the lighting wasn’t bright, making it hard for her to see clearly, so she suddenly leaned forward for a closer look at his chest to determine the severity. Jing Jihan quickly raised a hand to close his clothes she had pulled open: "Alright, don’t look anymore." "Why are you hiding? Your life was saved by me, and it’s been a struggle for your wounds to heal. If someone ruins all our hard work, I’ll definitely go find that kid’s parents to settle this matter!" Shi Su was clearly on the brink of anger, and drew closer to check again. With the woman pressing so closely to check his chest, almost pinning him against the wall, Jing Jihan was left speechless: "..." After examining for quite a while, confirming the wound was fine, Shi Su withdrew her gaze, suddenly looking up, and realized how close she was standing to him, immediately letting go of him and stepped back. No longer meeting his gaze, she turned towards the door of the fire passage and said: "If you feel uncomfortable anywhere later when we get back, remember to let me know, let’s go." Find the newest release on ⓝovelFire.net Having said that, she opened the door and walked out first. Jing Jihan watched her rapidly departing back and smirked with a sigh. She was courageous when rushing in, but quick to leave too.