Chapter 522 Bad News Travels Fast
<b>As </b>she spoke, Jean gave her arm a symbolic little stretch: “Nothing else feels off.”
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Just then, Asher had already pulled a handkerchief from his pocket. The soft clothnded gently <b>on </b><b>Jean’s </b>
skin.
He didn’t say a word; he simply dabbed at her face with delicate, careful motions.
Jean didn’t argue and let him wipe the blood from her face in silence.
“Whoa, how’d you get such a bad nosebleed out of nowhere?” the doctor nearby frowned. “Are you overheated? Or could it be some underlying condition? Honestly, I’d rmend going to a proper hospital and getting a full checkup…”
Jean quickly waved that off. “It was probably just an ident.”
She didn’t think this body had any major health problems. <i>After </i><i>all</i><i>, </i><i>the </i><i>novel </i>didn’t <i>say </i><i>anything </i><b><i>about </i></b><b><i>that</i></b><b><i>! </i></b>At <i>most</i><i>, </i>it <i>mentioned </i><i>brain </i><i>issues</i><i>–</i><i>mental </i><i>illness</i><b>… </b>
Jean let out a quiet breath. <i>It </i><i>must’ve </i><i>been </i><i>Sarah</i>. <i>She </i><i>probably </i><i>triggered </i><i>me</i><i>. </i><i>So </i><i>triggered </i><i>I </i><i>got </i><i>a </i><i>nosebleed </i><i>on </i><b><i>the </i></b><i>spot</i><i>… </i>
Eventually, Asher wiped the blood from her face and hands until not a trace remained.
At some point, the nosebleed had stopped on its own, and she looked perfectly fine.
There were two minor scrapes on her knees; the school nurse treated the wounds and gave her some mild cooling and fever–reducing meds.
Jean took the medicine and left the infirmary with Asher.
“You’re sure you’re okay?” Asher still wasn’t convinced. He frowned slightly as he looked at her. “I can take you to the hospital if you want.”
Jean shook her head, a bright and easy smile tugging at her lips. “I’m really fine, I feel okay now, it doesn’t hurt, I’m not dizzy, and the bleeding’s stopped.”
As she finished speaking, her eyes drifted to Asher’s sleeve-
There were still dark red stains left behind.
“Your shirt’s still dirty…” Jean gave an embarrassed littleugh. She looked up at Asher, her gaze clear and sincere. “Want me to wash it for you?”
Asher declined without hesitation. “No need. I can take care of it.”
“All right, then.” Jean didn’t push. After all, Asher didn’t have a change of clothes, If she took his shirt to wash, he’d have nothing else to wear…
<i>Actually</i><i>, </i><i>that’s </i><i>kind </i><i>of </i><i>awkward </i><i>to </i><i>think </i><i>about</i>. The thought alone made Jean immediately drop the idea.
But to thank him, she decided to treat Asher to something sweet.
They went to a dessert shop just off campus.
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Chapter 522 Bad News Travels Fast
While they were ordering, Jean received a message from Sofia.
Sofia texted: “Where are you right now? Tell me. I want toe find you.”
Jean could feel the urgency in her words and quickly typed back a reply.
Jean texted: “I’m at the dessert shop right now.”
She hesitated, then added “Did you find out?”
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Sofia texting her in such a rush could only mean one thing–she’d found out what happened <b>earlier </b><b>in </b><b>the </b>ssroom…
Jean pondered. <i>If </i><i>Sofia </i><i>knew </i><i>about </i><i>it</i><i>, </i><i>could </i><i>it </i><i>have </i><i>already </i><i>spread </i><i>across </i><i>campus</i><i>? </i>
Sofia replied: “You mean when you fell in the lecture hall and ended up with blood all over your <b>face</b><b>? </b>If you’re talking about that–yeah, I know. And I’m really worried about you.”
But right now, all Jean could focus on was…
Jean texted: “Where did you hear that?”
Sofia texted: “It’s all over the campus forum. I practically couldn’t avoid seeing it.”
Jean replied: “Well…”
<i>Bad </i><i>news </i><i>really </i><i>does </i><i>travel </i><i>fast</i><i>. </i><i>Good </i>news <i>never </i><i>even </i><i>gets </i><i>out </i><i>the </i><i>door</i>.
She quickly texted: “I’m fine now, don’t worry. I’lle find you in the dormter.”
Then, without wasting another second, she pulled up the campus forum.