Handsome

Meng Jiao had a good night's sleep. She guessed that the doctor must have given her sedatives.

She opened her eyes and looked around. It was a private ward. It looked like the one she had stayed in when she first came back.

Her arm was bandaged. She had used this arm to block the punches and kicks of those people. It should be the most seriously injured part. There was a faint pain in her lower back, probably from the impact of hitting the podium.

Meng Jiao touched her face. It was a little painful. Her nose was bruised and her face was swollen. These people were not as sinister as Zhang Xin and her son. Zhang Xin did not allow Zhao Dong to hit Meng Jiao's face, saying that it would not look good if the neighbors saw her face injured.

These young masters and young ladies did not understand the principle of not hitting people in the face. They did not know that Meng Jiao would be the one to benefit this time!

When a nurse came in, Meng Jiao realized that the drip was almost finished.

"You're awake? Are you feeling unwell anywhere?" The nurse asked gently. She quickly removed the bottle of medicine for her and left the needle in her hand.

"I feel dizzy." Meng Jiao thought for a moment and replied.

Dizziness meant that Meng Jiao's head was slightly injured. Even if Meng Jiao was examined and the results were normal, it was impossible to confirm that her head was not shaken. Therefore, this was the best excuse to nail An Xin for punishment.

"It should be a mild concussion. I'll talk to the doctor and give you some medicine. Your arm has a fracture, so it's a little inconvenient to fix it for you. The injury on your face is a superficial wound and will slowly recover. Your servant is outside. Do you need her to come in and accompany you?" The nurse probably knew that she was being bullied, so she was very gentle.

Meng Jiao shook her head. She was not familiar with the servants of the Meng family. Her parents were probably busy dealing with school matters now. After all, Meng Yao was involved in this. To protect herself, An Xin would definitely hold onto Meng Yao.

Meng Yao had always used others to her dirty, so she could not possibly let the dirty work stain her hands.

It seemed like there was going to be a lot of trouble for Meng Yao.

Meng Jiao looked at the small balcony at the side and asked, "Nurse, is it okay if you go there to get some fresh air?"

"Are you going alone? Should I call your maid in?" The nurse hesitated.

Meng Jiao propped herself up and the nurse quickly helped her up. She blinked her eyes.

"How are you feeling?" the nurse asked quickly.

"I'm okay. I can bear with it. I'll go outside and take a look." Meng Jiao insisted.

There were two rattan chairs and a small round table on the small balcony. The nurse helped Meng Jiao sit down on the chair.

"Thank you, nurse. I'll be back in a while. You go ahead. I can do it alone." Meng Jiao smiled sweetly at the nurse.

Meng Jiao did not know if her smile was ugly or too horrible to look at, but she could tell from the nurse's gaze that she could not bear to see it.

"Ring the bell if you need anything. The nurse's desk can hear you." The young nurse pointed at the button on the table.

Meng Jiao nodded. Then, she crossed her arms and looked down at the people coming and going into the hospital.

This was the highest-end private hospital. There were not many people coming and going, and they were all glamorous. There were no ordinary brands of cars parked in the parking lot.

They did not have the compassion to look down on all living beings, even if this was a hospital.

Meng Jiao sighed softly. She felt that she was too vicious.

"Why are you sighing at such a young age?" A clear voice came from the sunshine next door.

Meng Jiao turned her head in shock and saw a young man in a beige casual suit sitting on a rattan chair on the balcony next door.

The afterglow of the setting sun cast its rays on his body, and his beige coat seemed to have a layer of golden light. His face was extremely handsome, and his facial features were well-defined and distinct. His sword-like eyebrows reached his temples, and his nose bridge was high. At this moment, his peach blossom eyes and well-defined thin lips looked at Meng Jiao with a hint of a smile. His black and dense hair was a little long, and it was casual and messy.

Meng Jiao blinked her eyes and thought, 'Oh my. This person seemed to have walked out of a comic book.'

Meng Lin and Meng Wei were considered handsome men. Meng Lin was the most pleasing to the eye and was the type that attracted both young and old. Although Meng Wei and Lu Chong were "chuunibyou", they could also be considered handsome.

However, compared to this person in front of Meng Jiao. It was meaningless to compare. She could not give up on those who were not as good-looking as him. Otherwise, there would not be anyone left.