Mo Nanjue tilted his handsome face, supporting himself on one hand against the floor tiles, trying to sit up but unable to move, "Pull me up."
"You can't move?" Tong Ran was holding one of his arms but didn't exert any force, "Where exactly did you get hurt?"
The man repeated coldly, "Pull me up."
"No, what if it's a muscle or bone injury, how can I move you carelessly?" In her panic, Tong Ran took out his phone from his pocket, "I'm calling an ambulance."
"What ambulance!"
Mo Nanjue's face changed as he slapped the phone out of her hand, "Do you want the whole Jinhai City to know that I fell down?"
"Then what should we do?" Tong Ran was frantically worried, "But we can't go on like this, and you won't say where you fell on..."
"That's why I told you to pull me up!"
"How can you move carelessly now!"
...
Half an hour later.
