Watching her master carrying her young lady away, Ye Zhenzhen instinctively wanted to say "Let carry her instead"—carrying soone was physical work after all, and she should definitely help her master with it.
But soon, the reacting Ye Zhenzhen felt like an idiot. How could her young lady be soone she could just carry whenever she wanted?
If her master got jealous because she touched her young lady's body, wouldn't she scatter her ashes to the wind?
Helplessly shaking her head, Ye Zhenzhen awkwardly followed the two's footsteps.
On the other side, the three who had finished skewering food were already busily organizing things, preparing to officially start grilling. Bei Yaoluo turned to look at the returning trio and imdiately saw Xifeng nestled in Bei Yaoyue's arms, practically gluing her entire body to her, save for the shocking bloody gash on Xifeng's ankle.
Although the wound had stopped bleeding, just from its grueso appearance one could imagine what kind of pain such a wound would bring.
Her expression tightening, Bei Yaoluo quickly dropped what she was doing and hurried to Xifeng, asking with concern: "What happened?"
She was, after all, the person in charge of this group. The trip had originally been her idea, so if anyone had problems, she'd definitely be in trouble, especially with her uncle and aunt who loved their daughter like life itself. If sothing happened to Bei Yaoyue or Xifeng, they'd probably fight her to the death.
Even setting aside these stakes, Xifeng was also a little sister she was very fond of, and most of her concern ca from instinct.
"Got pinched by a crab." Forcing a sowhat strained smile, Xifeng gently shook her head. "Bled a little earlier, but it doesn't hurt anymore."
Though she said this, it actually still hurt terribly. No matter what, a chunk of flesh had been literally pinched off. Even if it would heal soon due to her constitution, the pain wouldn't be any less.
Bei Yaoyue placed Xifeng on a chair. He Pingge and Su Weiai were drawn over by the commotion and surrounded her with concerned inquiries.
"How could you be so careless?" Su Weiai said helplessly, in almost the sa tone as Bei Yaoyue.
"Should we go to the hospital?" Bei Yaoluo frowned as she observed the wound. "The wound looks quite deep. I didn't expect it to scab over so quickly."
After Bei Yaoluo finished speaking, Ye Zhenzhen also looked down at Xifeng's wound and was imdiately stunned. She rembered the wound being much larger before, didn't she?
It had only been a few minutes since they ca back from there. Could she have rembered wrong? Was the wound actually not that deep originally?
For a mont, Ye Zhenzhen began to doubt life. It seed she was getting old, even her mory was declining.
"No need, no need. Just disinfect it and bandage it up." Laughing dryly, Xifeng shook her head frantically. "Everyone prepared for the barbecue for so long. There's no need to spoil everyone's mood over such a small injury."
She definitely couldn't agree to that. With her recovery ability, the wound would probably heal before they even reached the hospital, and then she'd definitely be questioned by everyone.
In comparison, bandaging the wound could actually serve to hide it from view.
After carefully observing the wound for a while, Bei Yaoluo also felt this indeed wasn't a serious injury. Just disinfecting it to prevent infection would be enough—no need to make a big fuss and rush to the hospital.
When traveling, a well-equipped small first aid kit was naturally essential. Bei Yaoluo returned to the car to get the first aid kit, took out dical alcohol and clean cotton swabs, and soaked the cotton swab with alcohol.
"It might hurt a little." Bei Yaoluo warned, gently dabbing the cotton swab on the wound. "Bear with it."
"Wuu!!!!!"
The heart-gnawing agony made Xifeng cry out unbearably, her just-dried eyes becoming moist again.
Feeling pity, He Pingge patted Xifeng's back and said gently: "Endure it, it won't hurt soon."
Bei Yaoyue, who also wanted to comfort Xifeng, had just extended her hand halfway when He Pingge beat her to it. She then withdrew her hand with a slightly displeased expression.
She glanced sideways at He Pingge, thinking: I'll let you be smug for a few days.
"I'm fine... wuwahhhhh..."
Xifeng, who had just tried to act nonchalant, was imdiately made to cry out by the bone-deep pain.
"Does it hurt that much?" Bei Yaoluo awkwardly stopped what she was doing and looked up at Xifeng's tear-streaked face, sowhat at a loss.
Because Xifeng's crying was truly too miserable, just like being slowly tortured to death, Bei Yaoluo even began to doubt whether she had mistaken concentrated sulfuric acid for dical alcohol.
"No... wuu... doesn't hurt... you continue..." Xifeng wiped her tears and smiled very reluctantly, so embarrassed she wanted to die on the spot.
So embarrassing... embarrassing to death.
The more tis like this happened, the more Xifeng couldn't help but curse that conscienceless Lillian. Being afraid of pain and prone to tears—these two combined made her seem like a pampered little princess. She used to be an iron-blooded real man who wouldn't even frown when his big toenail got kicked completely off while playing ball.
"...Should I continue then?" Bei Yaoluo said sowhat hesitantly.
"Mm... you continue... eeeeahhhhhhh..."
"......"
"......"
"......"
The three girls beside them looked at each other, all reading speechlessness and helplessness in each other's eyes.
"Alright, that's about enough." Bei Yaoluo stopped the alcohol dabbing with a major headache, cut a strip of gauze, and gently wrapped it around Xifeng's ankle.
"Here, wipe your tears." He Pingge took out tissues from her pocket, pulled out a few and handed them to Xifeng, smiling: "Don't always wipe your eyes with your hands. Hands have bacteria, which isn't good for your eyes."
"Wuu... thank you..."
Taking the tissues with sowhat trembling hands, Xifeng wiped away all the tear tracks from her eyes.
Actually, she didn't need to suffer this ordeal. re bacteria couldn't hurt her in the slightest, but to avoid suspicion, she had to go through this process—she still had to put on an act.
Having to wear a mask every day, she was living too exhaustingly.
With the wound bandaged, this little episode was considered closed, except that Xifeng, having beco a "casualty," was completely stripped of the right to grill skewers herself and was ordered to sit in a chair waiting for others to grill for her.
This made Xifeng even more tearful. Barbecue you can't grill yourself has no soul!
She was clearly fine—in at most ten minutes she could even walk around normally. Why did everyone have to treat her like this?
She just looked like she had a weaker body, less strength, a frailer constitution, was afraid of sun exposure, had extrely poor stamina, and was very afraid of pain, but actually her body was really incredibly strong!
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