Sheng Yanxuan quickly ran to her and supported her, "What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"
Sheng Yanxuan looked at her legs worriedly. The skirt she wore was a bit long to facilitate movement.
"I...I'm fine." Chu Qingxue lowered her eyes. She could not expose her vulnerability in front of Sheng Yanxuan.
Sheng Yanxuan picked up Chu Qingxue and said, "I'll take you back to your room to rest. Don't show off."
Chu Qingxue lay on Sheng Yanxuan's shoulder, closed her eyes and shrank her neck, saying nothing.
Sheng Yanxuan saw that she didn't say a word and frowned tightly. He carried her straight into the bedroom and carefully placed her on the bed.
"When did it get twisted? Why is it so swollen..." Sheng Yanxuan pulled up the hem of her skirt and looked at her ankle, his tone revealing his distress.
Chu Qingxue pursed her lips and said nothing. Sheng Yanxuan held her slender feet and examined them carefully. He found that Chu Qingxue's ankles were highly swollen and bruised.
His heart felt like needles pricking him. Looking at Chu Qingxue's stubborn and persistent face, he sighed.
The distressed look in his eyes became more and more intense. His palms covered her swollen ankles and he gently rubbed her skin with his thumbs.
"It hurts...ah..."
Chu Qingxue's eyes were red with pain, and tears rolled down her cheeks. She endured the pain in her feet without crying out in pain.
She bit her mouth tightly to prevent herself from screaming.
When Sheng Yanxuan heard Chu Qingxue's suppressed groan, the pain in her eyes became even worse.
He picked up the phone and dialed the hospital number and asked the medical staff to come over.
After hanging up the phone, he leaned close to Chu Qingxue's cheek and kissed the moist corners of her eyes.
He comforted softly, "It's okay. I have found the most professional doctor. Your feet will not be left with any injuries."
Chu Qingxue remained silent, but her hands grabbed Sheng Yanxuan's chest and her nails dug deep into it.
She didn't dare to look into Sheng Yanxuan's eyes, she was afraid of seeing his doting eyes.
Sheng Yanxuan looked at her pale side face with a bitter taste in his heart.
After a while, two middle-aged women, about fifty or sixty years old, hurried over. They were carrying medicine boxes in their hands, wearing white coats and masks.
They bowed respectfully after entering the door, and then began to examine her ankles.
Fortunately, it was just an ordinary sprained foot, with no damage to the muscles and bones. She only needed anti-inflammation and ointment, and she was told to be more careful and not touch the water.
"Thank you, doctor, please excuse me." Sheng Yanxuan nodded slightly in thanks, and then asked the maid to help take the doctor to the car.
Sheng Yanxuan sat on the sofa with Chu Qingxue. He kept asking about Chu Qingxue's ankle.
Chu Qingxue kept her head down and said nothing. After he asked again, she lightly opened her pink lips and faintly uttered three words: "I'm fine."
Sheng Yanxuan saw Chu Qingxue lowering her head and thought she was too tired, so he didn't ask any more questions. He looked at Chu Qingxue's tired face and felt a trace of guilt in his heart.
In his memory, Chu Qingxue was always lively and cute, smiling every day, never as taciturn as she is today.
"Let me give you medicine." Sheng Yanxuan knelt down and held Chu Qingxue's feet.
Chu Qingxue subconsciously drew her feet back to avoid Sheng Yanxuan's touch.
Sheng Yanxuan raised his eyes and stared into Chu Qingxue's eyes, "Be good, don't make trouble."
Chu Qingxue's body was stiff for a long time, and finally relaxed. Then she lowered her eyelids to hide the complicated emotions in her eyes.
Sheng Yanxuan took a cotton swab and dipped it in some medicinal wine and gently applied it on her swollen ankle.
Chu Qingxue felt itchy and couldn't help but twist her feet, but Sheng Yanxuan held her feet and refused to move at all.
"Does it hurt?"
Chu Qingxue shook her head, glanced out the window, and her mind was spinning a thousand times.
Sheng Yanxuan smiled bitterly, she was still so stubborn.
He wiped his hands with bruises and gently rubbed her ankles, but Chu Qingxue still screamed out in pain.
"It hurts, it hurts..." Chu Qingxue's little faces twisted together, her whole body curled up together, her eyes were red, and tears flowed down unsatisfactorily.
Sheng Yanxuan frowned, "Bear it. The doctor said he has to rub your blood away."
Chu Qingxue cried and shook her head. She couldn't help but stretched out her hand to push Sheng Yanxuan, "Go away! Stay away from me, I hate you!"
Sheng Yanxuan's hand froze in the air. He stared at Chu Qingxue for a long time, and finally put down the medicinal wine in his hand.
He looked at Chu Qingxue crying in pain, his eyes full of heartache, and he reached out and touched Chu Qingxue's head.
"If you feel pain, just bite me." Sheng Yanxuan handed his arm to Chu Qingxue. He knew that she hated him very much.
Chu Qingxue was stunned for a moment, and then she rushed forward and bit Sheng Yanxuan's arm. She bit her teeth fiercely. Sheng Yanxuan's arm was instantly stained red with blood, but he didn't even frown.
Sadness spread in Chu Qingxue's heart. The more she thought about it, the more uncomfortable she became, and her tears couldn't stop flowing down.
"It hurts...it hurts so much, I'll forget it." Chu Qingxue bit Sheng Yanxuan's hand, her tears and nose smearing all over his hand.
"Why are you so stupid..." Sheng Yanxuan murmured to himself. He held Chu Qingxue in his arms and hugged her trembling body tightly, feeling sour in his heart.
"I'm sorry...it's all my fault..." Sheng Yanxuan blamed herself. He shouldn't have forced her to make a choice.
Chu Qingxue buried herself in Sheng Yanxuan's arms and burst into tears.
After a while, Sheng Yanxuan put her on the bed and picked up a wet tissue to wipe the tears on her face.
Chu Qingxue was tired from crying, so she lay on the bed and fell asleep. Her brows were furrowed, as if she was still suffering from huge pain in her sleep.
Sheng Yanxuan stood by her side quietly, looking at her delicate and beautiful face with gentle eyes.
"Qingxue, if I hadn't met Su Yingyue, or if you had fallen in love with me earlier, would you have..."
Sheng Yanxuan's words stopped abruptly, and he laughed at himself, "That's all, what's the point of talking about this now."
That night Sheng Yanxuan slept with Chu Qingxue in his arms. He trapped her in his arms and made her feel his presence, as if she belonged to him forever.
Buried in the crook of her neck and smelling her unique fragrance, Sheng Yanxuan felt extremely peaceful inside, as if all his sorrows and worries had disappeared.
He lowered his head and whispered in her ear: "Qingxue, I love you."
But his affectionate farewell did not receive any response.
The next day.
Chu Qingxue opened her eyes and saw an unfamiliar environment. Her pupils suddenly narrowed, and everything that happened last night was vividly in her mind.
She looked around in panic and found that she was lying in the hospital with Sheng Yanxuan lying next to her.
"Are you awake? Are you hungry?" Sheng Yanxuan noticed something strange about her, lifted the quilt and got out of bed.
He walked to the table, poured a cup of hot milk and handed it to Chu Qingxue.
Chu Qingxue sat blankly, her eyes were distracted, and she didn't know what she was thinking.
Sheng Yanxuan brought the milk to her, "Drink some hot milk first to warm your stomach."