Rebirth at the Start: This Fate is Too Explosive!

Chapter 38 How does Sister Jing plan to express her gratitude?

Ye Fan then added, "No need to rush, safety first. It's okay to arrive at the hospital a little later."

"Hmm...okay," the young woman replied softly, her fingers tightening slightly around the steering wheel.

A moment of silence fell over the car, broken only by the deep hum of the engine and the soft crunch of tires on the road. Cool air from the air conditioning vents gently brushed between the two people, carrying a faint scent of leather.

After a moment, the young woman suddenly spoke softly, "Actually... I don't usually drive like this."

Her voice was very soft, as if she were talking to herself, or as if she wanted to explain something.

Ye Fan smiled upon hearing this, his tone calm: "Yeah, it's nothing. I can tell you're an experienced driver."

These words caused a sudden blush to rise on the young woman's cheeks. She subconsciously bit her lower lip, her grip on the steering wheel tightening involuntarily. Clearly, she was thinking of something she shouldn't have.

"I... I mean..." She opened her mouth as if to explain, but ultimately pursed her lips and gave up, focusing instead on the road ahead.

The car fell silent again, but a subtle atmosphere permeated the air. A strange feeling stirred within the young woman; she felt somewhat embarrassed, yet her heart raced inexplicably. She glanced furtively at the young man beside her, and seeing him still gazing calmly ahead, she breathed a slight sigh of relief.

A strange sense of unease welled up inside her.

The boy in front of me clearly had a youthful face, and he looked no older than twenty.

But his eyes were incredibly deep, and his every move exuded a composure beyond his years. Especially when he said "old driver" just now, the ease with which he spoke made him sound like a worldly-wise adult.

Jian Jingli was right. Although Ye Fan's physical body was only 18 years old, his inner soul was already a seasoned veteran.

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A few minutes later.

The Mercedes smoothly drove into the parking lot of the 175th Hospital. This is a military general hospital, and its white main building looked particularly solemn in the sunlight.

At the registration window, the young woman suddenly realized her oversight and bit her lip in annoyance—she had even forgotten to ask the name of her savior.

"I'm so sorry!" She turned to face Ye Fan, her face full of apology. "I was in such a hurry just now that I didn't even ask your name."

"Ye Fan." He smiled slightly, his voice clear and melodious.

The young woman nodded and solemnly extended her hand: "My name is Jian Jingli."

The two shook hands and introduced themselves to each other.

Ye Fan then realized about the medical expenses and quickly reached out to stop her, saying, "Jian Jingli, I can handle it myself..."

Before she could finish speaking, Jian Jingli had already swiped her card to pay. She glanced at Ye Fan's half-open wallet and smiled slightly: "You're going to argue with me over such a small thing?" Her tone was gentle yet assertive, leaving no room for refusal.

"No, I..."

"Call me Sister Jing." She suddenly took a half step closer, her almond-shaped eyes slightly narrowed.

"What, do you think I'm not good enough to be your older sister?" A faint scent of perfume wafted over with her movements; it was the elegant fragrance of magnolia.

Ye Fan couldn't help but chuckle: "How could I dare, Sister Jing?"

Jian Jingli nodded in satisfaction and grabbed his arm, saying, "That's right. Remember, from now on I'm your older sister."

Her eyes were slightly upturned as she spoke, and although her tone was gentle, it conveyed an indescribable sense of assertiveness.

Before Ye Fan could respond, she had already dragged him toward the surgical outpatient clinic.

I arrived at the surgical outpatient clinic.

The doctor adjusted his glasses and decisively instructed, "Take off your shirt, I need to check the wound."

Without saying a word, Ye Fan raised his hand and took off the blood-stained T-shirt from over his head.

As he moved, his well-proportioned muscles stretched out, and his wheat-colored skin gleamed with a healthy glow under the light—if one ignored the mottled bloodstains.

"Oh my god!" Jian Jingli gasped, instinctively covering her mouth with her hand.

Her eyes instantly reddened, and her long eyelashes trembled uncontrollably.

On Ye Fan's back, two thumb-sized wounds gaped open in a grotesque manner, with the surrounding flesh turned outwards, and dark red scabs mixed with freshly oozing blood.

Even more shockingly, there were seven or eight thin, long scratches scattered around, as if they had been scraped hard by something sharp.

"This...this is what you call nothing?" Jian Jingli's voice changed, and her fingertips unconsciously tugged at the hem of her clothes.

When she turned to the doctor, her voice trembled noticeably: "Doctor, please take a look at my brother, is...is he alright?"

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He walked out of the surgical clinic.

Jian Jingli, still uneasy, turned back and asked, "Doctor, are you sure we don't need to be hospitalized for observation? It's so hot; what if we get infected?"

The old doctor pushed up his glasses and smiled helplessly—this was the fifth time this woman had asked the same question.

"Sister Jing!" Ye Fan quickly grabbed her wrist and smiled apologetically at the doctor.

He turned his head and lowered his voice, saying, "The doctor said it's nothing serious. Look how well it's bandaged."

He deliberately turned around to show off the neat bandages on his back, saying, "It'll be fine in a few days. Hospitalization is such a waste of medical resources."

Are you kidding me? This little injury is hospitalized? If Gu Ruoning finds out he's in the hospital, she'll be there in less than twenty minutes. Then it won't just be a backache anymore—the college entrance exam is coming up soon, and he doesn't want to get beaten up for this.

Jian Jingli smiled, amused by his playful antics, and finally relented: "Then... you have to tell me every day for the next few days so I know how the wound is healing."

"Okay, okay, I'll do whatever Sister Jing says." Ye Fan nodded repeatedly and quickly led her towards the elevator before she could change her mind.

Jian Jingli was relieved, but she would turn back to look at his back every few steps, just like a mother cat protecting her kittens.

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Arrived at the hospital parking lot.

The midday sun scorched the asphalt ground, and the heat waves distorted slightly in the air.

Ye Fan said with a grin, "Sister Jing, I'll be going now! It's noon, you should head back too!"

After saying that, he waved his hand and was about to leave.

He turned around and was about to take a step when suddenly his wrist was grabbed.

Without saying a word, Jian Jingli shoved him into the passenger seat, her movements as swift and efficient as if she were packing up some valuable item.

Ye Fan was also a little helpless. After spending the morning together, he had figured out Jian Jingli's temperament—once she made up her mind, nothing could sway her, and she was especially devoted to her benefactor.

Jian Jingli pushed him into the seat, slammed the car door shut, and then clapped her hands in satisfaction: "Trying to run? No way!"

She bent down and leaned in through the car window, her hair falling onto Ye Fan's shoulder: "I really have to thank you properly today."

Ye Fan was taken aback for a moment, then a playful smile appeared on his lips: "How about you thank me properly?"

He deliberately dragged out his words, his gaze lingering on Jian Jingli's delicate collarbone: "How does Sister Jingli plan to thank me?"

Jian Jingli was fastening her seatbelt when she heard this and paused.

She slowly raised her eyes and met Ye Fan's ambiguous smile, immediately understanding the unspoken meaning behind his words.

A blush crept up her cheeks from behind her ears, and she cleared her throat, feigning composure: "Little brat, what are you thinking about?"

She reached out and poked Ye Fan's forehead, the touch just right: "Of course I'll treat you to a good meal!"

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