"No, I only..."
"Stop talking. Close your eyes and sleep for a while. After the injection, I'll take you back."
I knew what Jason would say, so I interrupted him.
I have already said what I should say, and I don't need to continue this topic.
Jason shook his head, "It's okay. I want to keep you company by chatting."
"No, you'd better get to sleep. There would be too much voice."
When I said this, I was stunned by myself.
What's the matter? Why did the tone of my words seemed a little like Patrick's?
When I realized this, I felt a little upset.
Then Jason went to sleep beside me, I watched a TV series with my mobile phone and earphones.
Jason needed to have two bottles of medicine infused in total. Seeing that one bottle was about to finish, I hurried to ask the nurse to change the other bottle.
Jason had not woken up during the whole process.
When I sat back, I looked at him sleeping on the hospital bed. The boy's eyelashes were long, his skin was very white, his eyebrows were as straight as swords, and his eyes were as gleaming as stars. His straight nose seemd to be carved.
He was really a typical handsome boy.
It was no wonder that his roommates said that he was popular.
From a certain point of view, he looked a little bit like Seth.
I think there were a lot of girls chasing after Seth when I was in college.
After so many years, girls' aesthetic standards had not changed.
When the second bottle of medicine was about to end, I called the nurse to remove the needle.
This time, Jason woke up.
He cracked his eyes and looked at me beside him. He smiled handsomely and said, "Thank you, Janetta. It's great that I have the chance to know you."
"You're welcome. You have looked after Gian. That prevents me from worrying about him. So, you have also helped me a lot."
I deliberately brought up Glenn to draw a clear line between him and me to keep distant.
He seemed didn't mind.
After the nurse took the things away, I reached out and touched the boy's forehead. The fever had gone. When I took the prescribed pills, the boy immediately grabbed it and said, "Let me take it."
I didn't stop him from helping.
When we got in the car, he sat in the co-pilot seat of my car, and I drove him back. All the way, he was giggling.
I looked at the rearview mirror on my right several times and saw that he was smiling. I was a little speechless and asked him, "What's wrong? Have you lost your mind because of the fever?"
"No, I'm just happy."
Answered Jason.
I shook my head, "You are really silly. How could you be happy when you are sick?"
Jason said nothing.
The car drove home.
I went upstairs to see Glenn. Fortunately, he was not awake, so I was relieved.
I watched as Jason took his medicine and took a quilt for him before I went to bed.
In the next two days, Jason got injections on time that he had recovered before returning to school.
When he was about to leave, I touched the boy's forehead to make sure that he had recovered from fever. I also prepared a lot of ordinary medicine for him and reminded him to take pills on time.
When the boy left, I recalled and felt I was so nagging as if I were an old mother.
Life still continued like before-
Patrick's birthday was coming. Although I rejected him last time, I didn't know why it was closer to his birthday, the more irritated I became.
Sometimes, I even felt a little regret for my refusal that day.
But I soon woke up.
Fortunately, I put Patrick on the blacklist. He can't contact me, and I can't contact him either. Otherwise, I am really not sure whether I could not control myself to call him.
Time flies. It was on the 16th of January.
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