Chu Jiaojiao and the others were going to the Body Building Room, and when they learned Ji You was heading to the library, a Floating Car pulled up beside Ji You. Sheng Qingyan, using a particularly disdainful tone, said: "Poor dead, oh, seeing as it's on the way to the library, I suppose I could give you a lift."
Gazing at Ji You's face, Chu Jiaojiao looked deeply concerned and sincerely suggested: "I think what we should really do is send Ji You to the medical room. Otherwise, I have good reason to suspect she'll wait until her face heals on its own."
Ji You touched her cheek. The feeling of itchiness came from her skin automatically repairing itself. Ji You contemplated seriously and said: "Jiaojiao, you really are my plastic sister. This suggestion is great, at least it'll save me 5000 credit points."
Chu Jiaojiao: "..."
Chu Jiaojiao looked as if she had just swallowed a fly.
The others also cast disdainful glances at Ji You.
