Chapter 109 He's washing socks!

You can't go to see a patient empty-handed, so Fang Xiaoke and Wen Lian got a day off and came to visit Jin He as representatives of the trainees. They even brought a suitcase to pack the gifts that everyone had given to Jin He.

Monsoon sent two boxes of lumbar support patches.

Song Bai gave me a jar of nut candy

Fang Xiaoke gave him a peace charm that she had obtained from a temple before appearing on the show.

Wen Lian was even more thoughtful, giving me a cotton scarf, saying that her mother had knitted it for her by hand before she participated in the show, and that it was especially warm.

The two dragged their suitcases downstairs to the hospital, bought a fruit basket and a bouquet of flowers from a fruit shop before going upstairs, but they didn't know that Jin He was in a bad mood.

An Yi shattered his bangs with a single snip of his scissors. Originally, they were just a little long, and Jin He thought they were too eye-catching, but he never expected that with one snip from An Yi, his bangs would only be two fingers wide, and they would be uneven, looking like a piece of performance art.

"I shouldn't have trusted you." Jin He lay on the bed with her back to An Yi, grumbling, "I thought it was just a matter of cutting my bangs a little shorter. Such a simple task, and you cut it like this. Fang Xiaoke and Wen Lian are coming later, how am I supposed to face anyone? If you can't cut hair, just say you can't, why did you have to force yourself to do it..."

An Yi was initially apologetic, but after hearing it so many times, he became numb. Anyway, Jin He was just venting his emotions, and he would be fine once this phase of his emotions passed... It's just that the bathroom mirror might need to be moved away for a while, otherwise Jin He might be emotional frequently.

An Yi hadn't forgotten his promise to Jin He, so he picked up his phone and asked, "What kind of milk tea do you want?"

"It's really awful. How am I supposed to face anyone like this? I've never looked this bad in my life. Even a dog chewing something would look better than your cut. I just don't understand... Mango pomelo sago, 70% sugar, room temperature, extra-large cup... I just don't understand how such a simple task could be done like this. It's really ugly. Oh dear, I make a living with my looks."

An Yi: "..."

"Is it okay if Fang Xiaoke and the others drink the same beverage as you?"

"No, no, no, Fang Xiaoke wants brown sugar boba milk tea, regular sugar, extra large size, warm grape milk tea, 70% sugar, ice, extra large size."

You know so much about this...

An Yi pouted: "Then what should I drink?"

Jin He was in a bad mood, and in his eyes, An Yi's question was really strange. After all, the phone was in his own hands, and he could order whatever he wanted to drink.

"Drink whatever you like!"

An Yi: "..."

cut!

After ordering takeout, there were some unwashed underwear in the bathroom. It wasn't appropriate to bother the caregiver with such a thing, so An Yi had to do it himself. He took off Jin He's cotton socks and put a new pair on him. Before leaving, he said, "Listen to the takeout order call."

"I need to wear a hat." Jin He felt that her appearance was indecent. "Where is your hat?"

"It's in the closet, take it yourself." Jin He then lifted the blanket, slipped on her slippers, and went to the closet to find An Yi's hat. An Yi had been staying here recently, so he had brought along a change of clothes and daily necessities.

Jin He casually pulled out a black baseball cap and put it on her head. She looked at herself in the mirror from left to right and felt that her face was so pale that it was unbearable to look at. She then asked, "Do you have any tinted lipstick?"

An Yi shook his head: "No."

"What should I do? What if my pale face scares them both?"

An Yi came out of the bathroom, wiped his hands, picked up a red dragon fruit from the coffee table, cut it in half, and handed it to Jin He's lips: "Here, give me a kiss."

"What a treasure chest!" Jin He exclaimed, pouting as she kissed the dragon fruit. Her pale lips were tinged with a faint pink, not noticeable, but enough. "It's quite sweet."

"Well, so in order not to waste it, you need to finish this half of the dragon fruit today."

“Okay,” Jin He replied.

He had just returned to the ward when he heard the door open. Fang Xiaoke and Wen Lian walked in with lots of bags and bundles. Fang Xiaoke looked extremely happy, hopping and skipping like a little grasshopper.

"Brother Xiaohe! We've come to see you!"

Wen Lian followed behind him, placed the flowers and fruit basket on the table, and walked in, nodding to Jin He: "Brother Xiao He, how have you been lately?"

"I'm fine!" Jin He looked at the two of them with a smile. "You two made it to the finals?"

"Yeah, yeah, there are only fifteen people left in the base now, and they have to compete for seven debut spots. It's very tense. But, do you remember Xu Yuxiang? He's the one who didn't train properly because he had a bit of a fan base. He was eliminated in the third public performance. Although it's not good to gloat like this, he's really annoying. He always looks down on people."

Jin He barely remembered the person he was talking about; she couldn't recall him without careful thought. But Jin He didn't force herself; if she couldn't remember, she simply stopped thinking about it. "You brought so much stuff?"

“Yes, yes, even though everyone is offline right now, they’re all rummaging through their suitcases to give you things when they heard we were coming,” Fang Xiaoke said, then asked, “Yesterday I saw the police take Teacher Fang away. I don’t know why. I was worried the show wouldn’t be able to continue.”

Jin He roughly knew what was going on, but didn't say much. However, Fang Canyang was the only rap mentor on the show, so who would teach them to rap if he ran into trouble?

“But I heard that Professor Shen Duoyuan is going to replace the rap mentor.” Fang Xiaoke’s eyes sparkled. “I’m so looking forward to it. I love so many of Professor Shen’s songs.”

Goodness, this is just in time for Aurora's team building event. We might as well invite Jiang Xiubai over to teach singing, and Jin He can just wait for a little rascal in the crowd.

"Will Teacher Shen Duoyuan be very strict?"

Jin He thought for a moment, then shook her head. Although Shen Duoyuan was big and burly, he actually had a good temper.

"Oh dear, I have to go now, Brother Xiaohe." Fang Xiaoke stood up, looking flustered. "I need to go to the bathroom. I've been holding it in the whole way."

Jin He pointed to the location of the bathroom, and Fang Xiaoke grabbed two sheets of toilet paper and rushed over.

A short while later, Fang Xiaoke returned, clutching the paper tightly in her hand. Jin He was chatting with Wen Lian when Fang Xiaoke came running back looking disheveled.

"An, Teacher An is here too..."

Fang Xiaoke rubbed her eyes, still finding it unbelievable: "I just saw someone who looks a lot like Teacher An washing socks in the bathroom!"

"Is it possible... that it's An Yi?"

"Impossible," Fang Xiaoke shook her head and said, "Would Teacher An wash her own socks? Absolutely not. Would someone like Teacher An wash her own socks?"

"But it will smell if I don't wash it."

"That's impossible! Their gods' bodies don't metabolize! What's dirty? What's smelly? Wearing socks once and then throwing them away is the correct way for them!"

"Your teacher, Teacher An, is not a nouveau riche."

"That's impossible. At the very least, a nanny would be needed to wash Teacher An!"

Jin He glanced helplessly at Fang Xiaoke and called out, "An Yi! Come out first, Fang Xiaoke needs to use the restroom!"

A "good" came from the restroom.

"I suddenly realized I'm not in a rush..."

An Yi dried his hands and came out of the bathroom, saying, "Go quickly."

Fang Xiaoke: "Okay."

After sneaking over to An Yi's side, he bowed repeatedly to An Yi like a roly-poly toy, saying, "Hello, Teacher An! Hello, Teacher An!"

An Yi: "..."