Shi Su quickly shook off his hand, turned to the side and leaned forward to help him, raising her eyes to look at him: "Are you okay?"
Ji Han was struck quite hard by this boy who weighed at least two hundred pounds along with his backpack, coughing muffledly, his face turning noticeably pale.
If he hadn't been injured, it might have been fine, but he was someone who had barely survived after falling off a cliff twenty days ago, how healed could his wounds be now?
Shi Su was terribly worried, turned her head and scolded: "What's with you kids making noise in the supermarket? Do you not know how to behave appropriately here?"
The group of male students scattered away, none dared to stay behind, and Shi Su didn't bother with them, only supporting him: "How are you? Did the impact hit your wound?"
"I'm fine." Jing Jihan gently pushed away her hand trying to support him: "Have you picked out the milk?"
