Yu Shu ignored the boy who gave her so much pain. If she hadn't had the strength now, she would have scratched his face.
The students on the track were all running desperately. Yu Shu didn't want to get injured twice. When she was trying to move to the outside of the track, she felt a hot body pressed against her back.
Catnip scented body.
The other party helped her up, and his hot breath hit Yu Shu's neck. After smelling the smell, Yu Shu's body softened, and just as she was about to look back at the person, the person left the ground.
"I'll take you to the school doctor's office."
Yan Xiuran's voice was deeper than ever before, and his eyes when he looked at the muscular boy were as cold as an ice knife, as if he was going to kill him in the next second.
The muscular boy was frightened by the look and took a step back. His eyelids twitched and he moved his mouth to speak. However, Yan Xiuran was not in the mood to listen and hurried to the school doctor's office with him in his arms.
Gu Zhou, who was a few steps behind, ran over and saw Yu Shu resting peacefully in Yan Xiuran's arms. He clenched his fists tightly and wanted to chase after her.
He was stared at by the teacher with evil eyes. The silver shot put in the teacher's hand was bounced up and down, silently warning him that if he left the track, the heavy shot put would fall on him accurately.
Gu Zhou's palms were almost bleeding from being pinched, so he could barely hold back his desire to chase after him. He turned back and looked at the muscular boy coldly, thinking of the unsightly wound on Yu Shu's leg and Yan Xiuran hugging her at this moment.
Endless anger surged in Gu Zhou's heart. He kicked the muscular boy hard on the kneecap, sending him flying two meters away. When he saw that the man couldn't stand up, he lowered his eyes and continued running.
In the school doctor's office, Yu Shu met Yan Xiuran, her half-brother.
Song Yan and Yan Xiuran look very similar. Both of them are essentially indifferent people, but Yan Xiuran's coldness is more indifferent to the outside world.
Song Yan, on the other hand, is gloomy and cold due to too many unsatisfactory things. No matter how well he pretends on the surface, his eyes that sink from time to time make him look like a very standard villain in novels.
"How did you do this? It looks very serious."
Song Yan had been in school for so long, but he had never seen anyone so beautiful before. He was stunned for a long time before he came back to his senses.
It's just that the little beauty was carried by Yan Xiuran. No matter what the relationship between the two was, seeing this scene made people feel uncomfortable.
Song Yan was thinking about it, and wanted to reach out to touch the wound. Before he could touch the only flaw on this piece of icy jade skin, his hand was clamped and he had to stop.
"I'll apply the medicine, don't touch her." The strength in Yan Xiuran's hand was so frightening that Song Yan was almost sure that if he didn't agree, his hand would have to be broken off.
Song Yan, whose legs were disabled, felt the pain in his hands and gritted his teeth to squeeze out a smile.
"I haven't seen you for a few days. Why is my brother getting more and more irritable? I just need to apply medicine. I will find medicine and gauze for you right now."
As if he didn't hear the word "brother" in Song Yan's mouth, Yan Xiuran let go of him without expression, walked past him to the hospital bed, picked up the potion on the table, squatted down and carefully lifted Yu Shu's injured foot for disinfection.
Every time he heard Yu Shu's soft gasp, Yan Xiuran would be more careful with his movements. Song Yan, who had never seen such a worthless side of him, sneered in his heart.
It turns out that such a cold-blooded monster can also have a lover.
So if this lover doesn't want him anymore, will Yan Xiuran kneel down and beg for help?
Song Yan suddenly wanted to see this scene.
"My brother hasn't given medicine to people yet, right? How about I do it?" Song Yan pushed the wheelchair over with the medicine and said in a pretentious manner.
