Endless Pampering Only For You

There was a single flight of stairs left, but upon hearing that they were starting to fight, Mu Xiaoxiao fell into distress and rushed down the stairs at an even faster pace, but missed a step.

“AH!” Her scream pierced the air.

Mu Xiaoxiao had almost rolled down the stairs. She was now kneeling on the steps but she had twisted her ankle and a wave of pain washed over her.

Upon hearing the scream, the two people outside seemed to recognize her voice immediately and sprinted over.

“Xiaoxiao!” Yin Shaojie dashed up the stairs in big leaps and looked at her with worry.

Mu Xiaoxiao lifted her head. Ignoring the pain in her leg, she said to them, “Don’t fight!”

Yin Shaojie and Jun Zeye exchanged a glance.

“We weren’t fighting.”

Mu Xiaoxiao looked at him with suspicion. “I heard them say the fight was starting. Weren’t you fighting?”

Yin Shaojie turned back and swept his gaze across the crowd. Sneering, he said, “How can you believe people who want to stir up trouble?”

He knelt down and tried to pull her up.

Mu Xiaoxiao grabbed his arm and frowned in pain. “It hurts, it hurts! Stop tugging at me!”

“Where’s the pain coming from?” Yin Shaojie thought she had not fallen and thought she was alright. Upon hearing that she was hurt, his heart started to clench.

Mu Xiaoxiao shook her head and shrugged. “I think I twisted my ankle.”

Yin Shaojie leaned forward and picked her up gently. Mu Xiaoxiao clung onto his neck without hesitation.

Everyone’s gaze was on them, but they were all collectively holding their breath, not daring to make a sound.

They only watched as Yin Shaojie carried Mu Xiaoxiao and hurried to the school infirmary.

Jun Zeye followed behind.

“Doctor!” Yin Shaojie shouted the moment he entered and placed Mu Xiaoxiao onto a bed.

However, there was no sign of the doctor even after he called out a few times.

Yin Shaojie straightened Mu Xiaoxiao’s leg and inspected the surface. Touching it with a finger, he asked, “Does it hurt?”

Mu Xiaoxiao’s face was in agony as she said, “Yes!”

Yin Shaojie frowned. “Wait here and don’t move. I’ll go find the doctor.”

D*mmit, where was the doctor?

Right after Yin Shaojie walked out, Mu Xiaoxiao lifted her head to look at Jun Zeye and asked, “What did he tell you earlier? Did you really not fight?”

“No,” Jun Zeye replied mildly. He walked over to the bed and half-squatted, reaching out to touch her twisted ankle.

“Don’t touch it!” Mu Xiaoxiao voiced out to stop him.

“Let me see it,” Jun Zeye said, his long and slender fingers already pressing on her ankle.

Mu Xiaoxiao gasped. “Ouch, ouch, ouch! Don’t press so hard!”

Jun Zeye looked towards her. His brows were slightly furrowed as he said, “Your leg muscles are a little out of alignment and have to be straightened. Endure the pain for a while. I’ll straighten it for you.”

“Ah?” Mu Xiaoxiao was stunned. Upon seeing how serious he looked, she couldn’t help but ask, “Did you learn first aid?”

“No,” he replied honestly.

Mu Xiaoxiao was speechless.

In the next second, he exerted strength forcefully. A wave of pain crashed into her ankle and it felt as though it were going to break.

“AH! IT HURTS! STOP!” She tried to push him away.

After a few seconds, Jun Zeye released her leg.

Mu Xiaoxiao was in so much pain that her tears were on the verge of falling. Looking at her leg miserably, she said in a crying tone, “It hurts… I’m going to die of pain…”

Jun Zeye looked at the tears in the corner of her eyes and her pitiful little face that was wrinkled up like a bun. She really looked as though she were in great pain.