"Yingchun, are you okay?"
"Sorry, Yingchun... I really didn't mean it."
Seeing Lin Yingchun on the ground, Sun Zhe panicked and rushed over to help her up. Just a moment ago, while they were playing badminton, Lin Yingchun felt that his return shots were weak, so she taunted him, telling him to use more force.
He did, and the shuttlecock instantly flew back like a bullet!
Lin Yingchun swung her racket to return it, but the shuttlecock unexpectedly tore straight through the strings and smacked her on the nose.
At that moment, Lin Miao rushed over in her wheelchair. "Yingchun, how are you? Why are you bleeding so much?"
Lin Yingchun pinched her nose and tilted her head back. Her eyes were slightly red and tears glistened within them, making her look quite pitiful.
"Sis... I'm okay, it's just a nosebleed."
She gave Sun Zhe a resentful look and complained, "It's just a game of badminton, why did you have to use so much force?"
