[Quick Wear] Manual for Saving the Miserable Male Match

Song Cian stood up and picked up Lin Huai, planning to go home and treat the wound first. The original owner of the part-time job just paid my mother’s medical expenses, and the scholarship for last semester will not be credited until next week. So he now has no money to take Lin Huai to the hospital, so he can only go home and simply treat the wound.

"Host, are you going to take the task target home?" 001 asked curiously.

"Well, his wound needs to be treated now." Song Ci'an walked to the side of the road and stopped a taxi, put Lin Huai in, and then got in himself.

Sure enough, having a host who takes the initiative to do tasks is happiness. He will show off to other hosts later, 001 thought happily.

"Take your emotions back." 001 Song Ci'an can feel it when the emotion is too strong, and sometimes it even affects his thoughts.

"I know, hey~" 001 pretended to cry and then stopped talking.

Song Ci'an rubbed his brows. In the original world line, Lin Huai was seen by everyone as a person who fought all day long and had a very bad personality. His grades were always at the bottom. If Lin's company hadn't had shares in the school, he would have been expelled long ago. After all, although Jincheng No. 1 Middle School is said to be an aristocratic school, students from well-off families now study harder, and the school also pursues a higher enrollment rate.

So the students all hate and fear Lin Huai. When it comes to Jincheng No. 1 Middle School, everyone knows that Lin Huai from Jincheng No. 1 Middle School fights every day and is a playboy. But Lin Huai comes from a good family and has shares in the school. Even if the students hate Lin Huai for ruining the reputation of the school, there is nothing they can do. Sometimes they have to curse behind his back for fear of being heard by others and reaching Lin Huai's ears. inside. There is no way, my family background cannot compare with others, and I cannot beat him. Who doesn't know that Lin Huai from Jincheng No. 1 Middle School is famous for being a good fighter, and he would risk his life in a fight.

Song Ci'an took Lin Huai home. Song's mother was receiving treatment in the hospital and there was no one at home.

Song Cian put Lin Huai on his bed and went to get the medical kit at home.

The home was relatively simple, and the sofa was too small and old to accommodate Lin Huai, who was 8.8 meters tall. Song Cian could only place it on his bed.

Song's mother kept a medicine kit at home all year round. Song Ci'an found it in the cabinet in the living room and took a look. She saw that the medicine had not expired.

Lin Huai's main injury was on his head. Song Sian treated the head and finally wrapped it with gauze layer by layer. He had to go to the hospital when he woke up, Song Cian thought, it would be bad if there were any sequelae. After all, my mission is not only to change Lin Huai's fate in the original world line, but also to ensure that he can live a safe life. It would be bad if he has a hidden brain disease.

Song Cian took off Lin Huai's shirt, cleaned it with a cotton swab, applied some blood-activating and blood-stasis-removing medicine, and wrapped it in gauze.

Lin Huai is indeed a good fighter. His arms are slender and covered with a thin layer of muscles, making him look beautiful and powerful. The six-pack abs are looming, not exaggerated, the waist is slim, and every line is just right.

Song Ci'an looked away. Lin Huai's clothes were dirty and torn. They were covered with soil and blood. It was obvious that they could no longer be worn.

He turned around and found a set of his own clothes and put them next to the bed. Lin Huai was about the same height as him, so he should be able to wear these clothes.

After cleaning up, Song Cian planned to go out to buy some food to cook. Although there were still dishes left by the original owner in the refrigerator, it was obvious that this was not enough for the two growing teenagers.

Song Cian glanced at Lin Huai who was lying on the bed, walked out and closed the door. After walking out of the dilapidated residential building, Song Cian planned to take the bus to the nearest vegetable market. After all, the little money left in his pocket would not be enough to go to the supermarket. You can only go to the nearest vegetable market, where the food is cheap.

Lin Huai still hadn't woken up after Song Cian came back from shopping for groceries. It was already seven o'clock in the evening and school was over. They are now in their second year of high school, and the school has not set up evening self-study yet.

Lin Huai woke up while Song Cian was cooking. By the time Song Cian put the food on the table, Lin Huai had already come out wearing his clothes. "The clothes fit quite well."

"Yes." Lin Huai knew from the situation that Song Cian had brought him back to clean the wound, "Thank you."

"Does your head still hurt? Come over and eat." The clothes are still a bit big, but it doesn't get in the way. Song Ci'an has completed tasks in many worlds, and even practiced cooking in one of the worlds, so he is very confident in the dishes he made.

Looking at the meat porridge and several vegetarian dishes on the table, Lin Huai knew that Song Cian cooked it lightly because he was injured.

"Thank you for saving me." Lin Huai sat on the chair. After all, it was very troublesome to choose to save himself in that situation.

Song Cian could tell that this was a sincere thank you. He looked up at Lin Huai and joked: "Why, I just verbally thank you for helping you."

"You saved me, and I will repay you." Lin Huai stared at Song Cian, "I keep my word."

Looking into the focused eyes of the person in front of him, Song Cian couldn't help but feel familiar, as if there had been such a person looking at him like this before.

Turn your head and look away.

Song Cian chuckled lightly, knowing that Lin Huai thought he had misunderstood him, "I believe you, eat quickly now, and go to the hospital for a checkup after eating. The injury on your head is quite serious."

Lin Huai realized that he had misunderstood. The tips of his ears turned red and he looked a little embarrassed. He lowered his head and picked up the spoon and took a sip of porridge.

Looking at Lin Huai's eyes that lit up, Song Ci'an added: "Eat more if you like, there's still some in the rice cooker."

It was already nine o'clock in the evening after dinner. "I'm leaving." Song Cian put away the washed dishes and chopsticks.

"Go to the hospital for a check-up on the injury on your head. As well as the injuries on your body, it's best to go to the hospital for a check-up." Song Cian said while putting on her coat.

"Well, I'll return your clothes to you after I wash them." Song Cian took another coat and handed it to Lin Huai, "It's a bit cold outside, put it on." The weather in September has begun to cool down, so it is possible to go out wearing a short-sleeved shirt. cold.

"Thank you." Lin Huai's parents have not been around since he was a child, and most of them are surrounded by friends. Every time he helps him, he always asks for something. He couldn't figure out why Song Cian helped him and what he wanted to get from him. "If you have any requests, just tell me and I will try my best to satisfy you." Lin Huai decided that it would be better to make it clear as soon as possible.

"What do I ask for? Well... let me think about it, then you can come to school as soon as you recover from your injury. Studying hard is what I ask of you." Song Cian said with a smile, "After all, we are classmates, help classmates Studying hard is a virtue."

"Are you sick?" Lin Huai couldn't hold it back, "Whether I learn or not is none of your business.

Song Cian didn't answer, "Let's go, I'll take you out. This alley is quite deep and you can't find your way out alone."

Watching Lin Huai take a taxi and leave, "Host, have you annoyed the mission target?" 001's curious voice came.

Song Cian turned around and walked back, "Forget it, it doesn't count. Just wait and see if he goes back to school to study."