"Does it hurt?"
Ye Qiu looked at Luo Bing's white and tender knee, now covered with blood, and asked with some heartache and guilt.
"No, it doesn't hurt much!"
Seeing Ye Qiu's hands tightly holding her leg while blowing warm air on it, Luo Bing's face blushed a bit, but looking at Ye Qiu squatting in front of her, filled with heartache, she felt touched and delighted inside.
"Ah, I'm really sorry, it's all my fault."
Ye Qiu said.
"No, it's okay." Luo Bing replied.
Ye Qiu glanced at Luo Bing and said, "You're so nice."
"I..." Under Ye Qiu's clear gaze, Luo Bing blushed even more, and at this moment, Ye Qiu suddenly lifted her up.
Luo Bing was startled and asked, "Ye Qiu, what are you doing?"
Ye Qiu replied, "Your leg is injured, I need to take you to the hospital, otherwise what if it gets infected?"
Luo Bing felt touched upon hearing this and let Ye Qiu carry her towards the car.
