His expression was completely blurred, backlit.
Wen Tingxue couldn't discern his expression, nor did she have the strength to.
Upon hearing him, she nodded weakly.
"Thank you..."
Still a hoarse whisper.
Chi Zerui frowned, a rare flicker of worry appearing on his usually arrogant face.
"Does it hurt a lot?"
He asked, his gaze sweeping over her again.
As if trying to gauge the extent of her injuries.
Wen Tingxue pulled at the corners of her lips, offering a perfunctory reply, "It's okay..."
After speaking, she turned her head, wanting to see where Yu Wenli was.
Before she knew it, she was lifted into the air, her nose again catching a familiar scent.
A crisp, cold fragrance, his scent.
Wen Tingxue closed her eyes with relief, nuzzling against him like a kitten in his arms.
She then acutely felt the chill around the boy diminish slightly.
"Tell me if it hurts, I'll walk slower."
Yu Wenli carefully carried her towards the infirmary.
Despite his hurried pace, his hands were cautious, as if holding a fragile doll.
His overly somber expression deterred even the sports teacher from asking any questions.
Chi Zerui stood up, his steps closely following Yu Wenli, completely forgetting the girl he had just flirted with.
"Chi Zerui!"
The girl, already seething with anger, called out his name several times, but Chi Zerui didn't turn back.
The surrounding people looked at her with mockery.
Unable to bear it, she ran to his side and questioned, "What do you mean by this?!
"Abandoning me in front of so many people?! What's your relationship with that girl? Worth you rushing over like that?!
"Don't you know, I'm your girlfriend!"
Chi Zerui stopped, shot her a cold glance, and offered no explanation.
He simply dropped a sentence, "Then let's break up."
The girl's eyes widened in disbelief. Before she could finish her choked words, the boy had already walked away.
His exceedingly cold back sealed his fate as both passionate and heartless.
The girl couldn't understand what had gone wrong.
Everything had been fine before; he had agreed to her talking and acting cute.
But the moment that girl fell, he disregarded everything and rushed over!
As if she wasn't his girlfriend, but that girl was!
She had secretly watched him for so long, never knowing he could be so anxious about someone!
Especially a girl!
The surrounding people, after a brief moment of surprise, began to gossip.
"What's going on? How did someone just rush out of nowhere?"
"Yeah, Wen Tingxue fell so badly, her hands were scraped, blood was flowing everywhere, it looked painful."
"What do you guys think is the relationship between Wen Tingxue and Yu Wenli? I've never seen Yu Wenli get so angry."
"It's like you've seen him lose his composure before. When Wen Tingxue fell, didn't you see the big boss's expression? It was extremely ugly."
"Speaking of which, Chi Zerui doesn't seem to have much contact with Wen Tingxue, right? Why would he break up with his girlfriend for her?"
"They say transfer students are capable. Both Big Boss Yu and Young Master Chi are completely wrapped around her finger."
"She's truly capable. At least, this is the first time I've seen Yu Wenli and Chi Zerui both rush towards one girl at the same time."
"Let alone simultaneously, I've never even seen them individually."
"If I could get that kind of treatment, I'd rather it be me who fell."
"Don't even think about it, if you fell, the big boss wouldn't even bat an eye."
"Chi Zerui wouldn't even spare you a glance."
"Damn, why is it so heartbreaking?"
Infirmary.
Yu Wenli hooked a chair with his long legs and gently placed her down.
Then, he cast an almost imperceptible glance at Chi Zerui.
Chi Zerui understood, called for the doctor, and then turned to leave.
As he was about to step out the door, he heard Yu Wenli ask with extreme tenderness.
"Does it hurt?"
As if by an impulse, he turned back and saw the girl's eyes gradually reddening, and in a wronged tone, she said:
"It hurts..."
Chi Zerui withdrew his gaze, a complex expression on his face as he pulled at his lips.
She hadn't said that when he asked.
"Brother will blow on it for you."
Yu Wenli knelt before the girl, cupping one of her hands and gently holding her blood-stained fingertips.
His brow furrowed as he looked at her scraped and bleeding palm.
An endless storm churned in his eyes, carrying thunder and lightning, as if intending to destroy the world.
But the breath he blew out remained gentle and soft, as if capable of healing everything.
Wen Tingxue was actually quite afraid of pain, but she was also very resilient.
So, most of the time, she preferred to hide and cry, to heal herself.
As if this would force her to become stronger.
But after meeting Yu Wenli, her self-proclaimed strength instantly crumbled.
With a gentle question from him, she felt like crying.
She couldn't control it.
Sigh.
Wen Tingxue sighed inwardly, feeling quite pathetic.
She had been strong for so long, why was she so vulnerable in front of him?
Wen Tingxue stared blankly at his high nose bridge, momentarily forgetting the pain in her palm.
Until the doctor arrived with a tray of medicines and cotton swabs.
"Let me disinfect it for you first."
After speaking, he gestured towards the bed with his chin, "Please carry her over, I need to examine her specific injuries."
"Okay."
Yu Wenli slightly straightened up, then bent down to pick up Wen Tingxue, a standard princess carry.
In his lean and strong arms, the slender and well-behaved little girl blinked her eyes softly, looking as beautiful as possible.
Even the doctor couldn't help but exclaim: a pleasing sight.
The gauze curtain fell, and the doctor lightly pressed on several of Wen Tingxue's parts.
When asked if it hurt, she shook her head.
Only when he pressed her right knee did she let out a soft hiss.
The doctor, a woman, after getting consent, helped the little girl stand up.
She helped her take off her pants and found a scraped patch on her right knee.
It wasn't serious, but it seemed to have affected the muscles and bones.
There was a bluish-purple discoloration around it.
"Besides this, do you feel uncomfortable anywhere else?"
The doctor pressed a few more places, and the girl still shook her head.
It seemed only her palms, elbows, and right knee were injured.
The doctor, understanding the situation, began to disinfect her wounds.
The iodine solution stung a little when applied to the wounds, but it was still somewhat painful.
Wen Tingxue sat obediently on the edge of the bed, not crying, not shouting, and not struggling.
She just stared intently at the tall figure projected on the gauze curtain.
As if it were her painkiller.
As long as she looked, the pain would disappear.
The doctor had seen strong people, but she still felt a bit of pity for the little girl in front of her and couldn't help but be gentler in her actions.
After treating all the wounds, the doctor put her pants back on.
The little girl thanked her softly, her voice still a little hoarse.
The doctor smiled warmly, "You're welcome. I have some candy at my place, I'll get it for you later to help with the pain."
After speaking, she lifted the curtain and said to Yu Wenli, "Come with me to get the medicine."
Hearing the sound, the boy quickly turned his head, his gaze falling on the girl's face, his clear black and white eyes showing visible bloodshot veins.
Compared to his usual calm demeanor, his brow was now furrowed, adding a touch of dangerous gloom.