Xiao Chen stood up and looked at her foot.
"I'm fine, I can walk." Lan Yue shook her head.
Xiao Chen snorted, "You're being self-indulgent."
After speaking, he walked straight ahead.
Lan Yue smiled helplessly from behind, picked up a branch from the ground to use as a crutch, and hobbled after him.
The sharpness of the trap made every step she took send a piercing pain through her ankle.
However, there was no time to rest given the current situation.
Before long, a fine layer of sweat appeared on her forehead from the pain.
Though Xiao Chen in front didn't stop, he couldn't help but keep glancing back at Lan Yue from time to time.
Seeing her pale face but still gritting her teeth and pushing forward.
Feeling both heartache and frustration, he wondered how many times he had told this woman, she still didn't remember, never seeing herself as a woman.
Did she think she was Iron Man, unaffected by pain when injured?
