Yu Zhe saw Mu Xiaoxiao frozen in this position and felt that something was amiss . Tapping her, he asked, "Xiaoxiao, what happened? Are you okay?"
Her face looked paler than before, which made him worried .
Mu Xiaoxiao's gaze lifted from her phone, and she looked at him . Her face was streaked with sobs as she cried, "Boohoo, he's ignoring me…"
"Who is he?" Yu Zhe asked in puzzlement, but something clicked in his mind . Could she be referring to Young Master Jie?
Looking dejected, Mu Xiaoxiao didn't reply to him .
Yu Zhe swept his gaze over the crowd, signaling that they should back off . Even though Mu Xiaoxiao was already feeling so uncomfortable, they were still surrounding her like that
"Xiaoxiao, you don't look too good . Let me take you to the sick bay, okay?"
Mu Xiaoxiao did not protest this time and merely nodded her head obediently .
She was still feeling dizzy and was worried that it was a concussion . She felt a little scared .
Helping her up, Yu Zhe took her out of the place .
Luckily, the sick bay wasn't very far . However, Mu Xiaoxiao's head was bathed in the bright sunlight, causing her to feel even dizzier . She leaned onto Yu Zhe unconsciously .
Yu Zhe had no choice but to hold her up by her shoulders, his face slightly flushed .
When they finally arrived at the sick bay, the cool breeze of the air-conditioner swept over them .
It wasn't Mu Xiaoxiao's first time here . Looking at the familiar sick bay reminded her of the previous time when Yin Shaojie stood up for her, and she suddenly missed him .
Was he still angry?
She had even sent him such a pitiful video of her to appease him . Did his heart not soften after seeing it?
Mu Xiaoxiao felt a little sad as she thought about this .
She remembered that when she was little and had fallen down, he would imitate Grandma and stand up for her by hitting the floor .
But now…
"Xiaoxiao?" A familiar voice suddenly interrupted her train of thought .
Mu Xiaoxiao looked up in surprise . Seeing that it was Han Qiqing, she asked, "Why are you here?"
Han Qiqing was half laying on the bed and playing with her phone . She didn't look sick at all .
"Hehe," Han Qiqing chuckled awkwardly . "I'm here to rest . What about you? Where are you feeling uncomfortable? Eh, this boy is…"
She noticed Yu Zhe, who was practically embracing Mu Xiaoxiao .
On the other hand, Yu Zhe was astonished by the girls' interactions .
Mu Xiaoxiao said, "He sits in front of me…"
A wave of dizziness hit her, and Mu Xiaoxiao furrowed her brows in intolerance, her forehead breaking out in cold sweat .
Han Qiqing was a little shocked, but before she could react, Yu Zhe quickly helped her over to a bed . "Xiaoxiao, you should lie down . You'll probably feel better . "
Mu Xiaoxiao practically crawled up to the bed .
Yu Zhe even took off her shoes for her and made sure she was settled in before whispering, "I'll call a doctor . "
"Okay . " Mu Xiaoxiao nodded .
After Yu Zhe had left, Han Qiqing jumped down from her position on the bed and pulled a chair to Mu Xiaoxiao's bedside . "Xiaoxiao, where are you feeling uncomfortable? You look bad," she said .
Mu Xiaoxiao felt much better after laying down, feeling less dizzy than before . "I was hit by a ball and am feeling little dizzy . "
Han Qiqing looked at her with pity . "Poor Xiaoxiao, you're so unlucky . "
Mu Xiaoxiao sighed but didn't reveal the truth mainly because she was lazy to . She would do it when she recovered .
"I don't want to talk . Please don't talk to me anymore…"
"Oh . I'll stay here with you . "
Chapter end
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