Uncle Nine, where are you running to?

Chapter 300 I’m here

"Hey."

Jingzhi suppressed her emotions, held the phone to her ear and spoke softly, but her hands were shaking slightly uncontrollably.

Zhu Jiu almost held his breath, "I'm here, are you okay?"

Jingzhi did not answer his question.

He just kept swallowing back his sobs and then softly asked the same question: "...Are you okay?"

Zhu Jiu's eyes were fixed on the words on the computer screen: "Reexperiencing Trauma"

Did she think he was going to be blown to death?

"I'm very good."

Jingzhi slowly breathed a sigh of relief, gently pressed the vent under the wardrobe, and looked at the gorgeous night sky outside the window.

She said, “That’s good.”

The call was hung up abruptly.

Just a few seconds later, before Zhu Jiu's frown relaxed, another call suddenly came in.

It's Doudou.

As soon as Zhu Jiu picked up the phone, he heard Doudou's panicked voice.

"Uncle, please come quickly! She locked the door and wouldn't let me in. I clearly heard her crying in the room. She was sweating profusely. I'm worried something might happen to her!!"

Zhu Jiu stood up immediately.

"Don't worry, I'll be there soon."

Zhu Jiu ran downstairs while explaining to Doudou on the phone:

"I just called Dr. Wang and he said that this symptom shouldn't irritate her. You'd better not show anxiety or panic in front of her, otherwise she might collapse before you."

Doudou stopped knocking on the door, covered his mouth, and whispered with trembling lips:

"Okay, come here quickly, I'll watch at the door."

……

Fortunately, it was already very late, there were not many cars on the road, and both of their villas were on the seaside.

Zhu Jiu stepped on the accelerator all the way and arrived at Jingzhi's house in just 15 minutes.

Hearing the sound of a car's accelerator, Doudou immediately ran downstairs to open the door for Zhu Jiu.

"Uncle, no, there's no sound. Could it be..."

Doudou was almost crying with anxiety.

For a moment, she even forgot to go back and ask her sister to come and take a look through the wall.

"Don't talk nonsense, she is very strong and won't do anything stupid."

Having said that, Zhu Jiu immediately went up and pressed the doorknob a few times. After finding that the door was indeed locked, he immediately ran downstairs, went around to the back of the living room, and climbed up from the lawn he had mowed last time.

Fortunately, there was a protruding balcony in her room, so Zhu Jiu climbed in easily.

He remembered what Dr. Wang said not to stimulate her, moved gently, pushed open the half-open sliding door, and walked in.

There was no beauty in sight.

Suddenly, his right foot hit something hard.

Zhu Jiu took a step back and looked down. The original quality paperweight was now only left with a small piece of jade.

The little Taoist priest next to him disappeared.

Zhu Jiu picked up the paperweight and placed it gently on the table.

In the silent room, a shallow breathing sound suddenly came from the closet on the left.

Zhu Jiu suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, she is fine.

"Jingzhi?"

As if hearing a familiar voice, a faint moan came from the closet.

"……sorry……"

Who are you sorry for?

He should be the one to say sorry, he pushed too hard.

Seeing that the person in the closet didn't respond, Zhu Jiu quietly opened the closet door and took a look.

Jingzhi hugged her knees tightly, with her head resting on them and sleeping soundly.

But her slightly furrowed brows and the lingering tear marks on her face made Zhu Jiu feel a little distressed.

He gently picked up Jingzhi, walked to the bed and put her down.

When he covered her with the quilt, he discovered that her left hand was tightly holding a small jade statue.

He couldn't see the face clearly, but he could guess that it was the other statue that disappeared from her paperweight.

"Second uncle?"

Doudou called out softly from outside the door.

Zhu Jiu walked over and opened the door.

"She's fine, she just fell asleep."

Doudou leaned against the door frame, her legs almost going weak from fear at Jingzhi's hands.

"Everything was normal just now, but the neighbors set off some fireworks and she became like this."

"I know." Zhu Jiu nodded solemnly, "It's getting late. You should go back and rest. I will stay here with her tonight."

Doudou looked back every few steps. Even when he reached the stairs, he was worried about Jingzhi, so he turned around and walked over.

"She's off tomorrow. Why don't you take her to see a psychiatrist?"

Zhu Jiu turned his head and looked at the poor little thing lying on the bed. He thought for a moment before saying:

"Let's see the situation tomorrow. If it's serious, I'll take her there."

Doudou: "Oh, so I'm really leaving then?"

Zhu Jiu waved his hand at her and said, "Go ahead."

……

Zhu Jiu leaned against Jingzhi's bed for the whole night.

As long as she muttered "I'm sorry."

Zhu Jiu immediately responded, "I'm here."

This sentence was very useful. She muttered less and less, and finally her frown relaxed.

Her right hand stretched out from under the quilt in a somewhat dishonest manner and held his left hand tightly.

After the watch beeped softly, Zhu Jiu blushed and unbuttoned the watch with one hand and took it off.

That handshake was exactly what he wanted that day in the basement.

But now he has the same wish as hers.

He just wanted her to be well.

Zhu Jiu rested his head on the bedside, stretched out his right hand and gently stroked her hair.

Jingzhi responded to him by turning over and putting his left hand against her cheek, rubbing it gently from time to time like a kitten.

Zhu Jiu felt his heart slowly melting.

He squatted down, parted her hair, and gently kissed the side of her cheek, his eyes full of love and pity.

"Don't be afraid, I'm always here."

……

Jingzhi's biological clock is very accurate.

Open your eyes at seven in the morning.

She opened her inexplicably sore eyelids and was about to stretch when she found her palms were warm.

When she turned her head, she saw Zhu Jiu looking at her cautiously with clear eyes.

"how are you feeling?"

Jingzhi frowned in displeasure, "What's going on? When did you come here? What are you doing here?"

"Also, why are you holding my hand?"

The previous few questions are minefields.

Zhu Jiu couldn't answer, so he simply raised his tightly grasped left hand and said innocently:

"You're the one holding my hand."

Jingzhi: "..."

Humph! She must have seen a ghost.

Jingzhi shook off Zhu Jiu's hand and started to drive him away.

"Isn't today a day off? Why are you here instead of going home?"

Zhu Jiu did not answer her. He stared at her face, trying to find some clues of her memory of last night.

However, no.

She has selective amnesia.

This is also a form of avoidance, and a relatively serious one.

The expression on Zhu Jiu's face became more and more solemn.

This type of patient generally doesn't want others to know that they are sick, so how can we persuade her to see a doctor?

Zhu Jiu, who couldn't think of a good solution for the time being, decided to stay with her for the time being to ensure her safety, and then secretly discuss it with those lackeys.

"I missed you and came to see you," he said.

Jingzhi: Wow! Is he a pervert? Why is he suddenly so straightforward?

Jingzhi looked at the wide-open balcony and the closed door, gritting her teeth.

"Climbed in from the balcony?"

Zhu Jiu was stunned for a moment before nodding, "Yes, your door is locked and can't be opened."

He promised not to lie to her again, and he would definitely not lie again as long as it was not related to her illness.

Jingzhi wiped his face silently.

He's been climbing over other people's balconies all day, and now he's finally getting his comeuppance.

"Forget it, since we're here, let's go downstairs and have breakfast together."

Her eyes were still slightly swollen, but the corners of her mouth raised up a big arc towards him.

She appears so cheerful on the surface, but who would have thought that she actually had that fragile and depressed side as she did last night?

Maybe that's why he ignored the fact that she was sick...

……