"!" Su Jinning jolted, her body leaning forward slightly, and the pain in her ankle started up again.
"Bear with it, we'll take you to the infirmary." Shen Moyu suddenly looked up at him. Shen Moyu's nose was just above Su Jinning's, and by slightly raising his head, he could meet Su Jinning's eyes at close range.
Su Jinning felt that the burning sensation he had felt when he held Shen Moyu yesterday was now reliving itself. He was momentarily stunned by Shen Moyu's gaze and immediately turned his head away.
"What happened? Did you sprain your ankle?" Han An frowned and peeked out to ask.
"Yeah, I accidentally climbed over the wall." Su Jinning bit her lip in pain.
Han An sighed and said, "Go to the infirmary quickly, it'll be hard to say if it gets swollen. Here, the school's medicine is relatively expensive, but I have a bottle of safflower oil here, take this and put it on." After saying that, Han An quickly took out the ointment from his pocket and handed it to Gu Junxiao, who was closer to him.
"Thank you, teacher," Su Jinning said with a smile.
Song Chengnan gently patted Su Jinning on the back of the head and said with a rare smile, "Hurry up and go to the infirmary. Leave your takeout here for now. Come and eat after class. I have a microwave."
"How kind of you! Thank you, teacher." Su Jinning couldn't resist being cheeky, and stuck her tongue out at Song Chengnan before being helped to the infirmary.
"You guys go back to class first. If we're not back by then, remember to ask the teacher for leave for us." Shen Moyu was only focused on checking Su Jinning's ankle.
"Okay, then we'll be going now!" Chen Hang waved his hand, hooked his arm around Gu Junxiao's shoulder, and walked out.
The room fell silent instantly, with only the occasional rustling of leaves outside the window and their heavy breathing.
Shen Moyu gently pinched Su Jinning's slightly swollen ankle with his slender fingers: "It seems like a sprain. Just bear with it for a bit, the school doctor will be here soon."
"Wait for her? That'll take forever." Su Jinning rolled her eyes at the lazy school doctor who had a stable salary but was unprofessional, then lay down on the wooden bed behind her, closing her eyes as if she were resting.
Shen Moyu stood up, walked out the door, and looked around the corridor, but did not see the school doctor. He impatiently sat back down in his chair.
"Stop looking, she might not be here within twenty minutes." Su Jinning sighed, giving Shen Moyu a confident look based on her own experience of always coming to the school doctor after getting injured, and how the doctor always made her wait a long time.
Shen Moyu wasn't in a hurry. He slumped in his chair and said, "Then let's wait. It's not bad not having to go to class." The school clinic was so quiet. He didn't have to do homework or listen to the teachers' gossip. He couldn't be happier.
Su Jinning's smug smile was hidden behind the phone screen: "If you like coming here, I'll sprain my other ankle tomorrow too."
"Go to hell." Shen Moyu kicked Su Jinning's uninjured foot, then sneered, "You don't even have the right to walk freely now, and you're thinking about spraining your ankle?"
“Then it’ll be your turn tomorrow, and we can support each other.” Su Jinning said with a smile, as if she could already see two handsome limping men walking arm in arm, hopping along, laughing until tears streamed down her face.
Shen Moyu couldn't help but laugh out loud.
The two chatted idly for a while, and after what seemed like an eternity, the sound of high heels echoed down the corridor from outside the door.
Su Jinning glanced lazily at the door and said with a pout, "They're finally here."
"Come here, let me see what's wrong." The school doctor casually picked up the white coat hanging by the door, put it on, and asked questions in a serious manner.
Su Jinning grinned politely and replied, "I sprained my ankle." He watched as the school doctor solemnly put on his white coat and couldn't help but complain. Why make such a big fuss over a simple ankle checkup? With this kind of pretentious attitude, he should just run a little further and not keep the students waiting so long.
Shen Moyu looked the “dutiful” middle-aged woman in front of him up and down. As if afraid that he would break Su Jinning’s ankle, she squatted down next to the school doctor.
"Kids these days don't care about their bodies at all. What did they do this time that they sprained their ankle?" The school doctor put on an expression as if the two people in front of him owed him money.
As if forced, he rubbed Su Jinning's ankle with too much force, and the electric-like pain swept through Su Jinning's whole body again.
He turned his head away, trying his best to grit his teeth and persevere.
He disguised himself so well that he didn't utter a sound. Even the school doctor looked at him in surprise several times, and couldn't help but think that there were really few people who could endure such a dislocated joint.
Five minutes later, the school doctor finished treating Su Jinning's ankle, wrapped it with an ugly bandage, stood up and said sarcastically, "Just stop doing strenuous exercise. I really don't know what you guys are doing all the time, making me come all this way."
Neither of them argued with her. Su Jinning was in so much pain that she was sweating profusely. She glanced at the school doctor, who thought she was so great, and was helped out of the house by Shen Moyu.
"I'll have to trouble you to support me these next two days, you academic genius." Su Jinning shamelessly leaned against Shen Moyu, her earlier embarrassment completely gone.
Shen Moyu glared at him with disgust: "Shamelessness is the same as being shameless, isn't it?" Even so, he still firmly supported Su Jinning as they walked forward.
"Walk slowly, I'm injured!" Su Jinning said, taking advantage of the situation, without showing any sign of pain in her tone.
Shen Moyu, unable to contain her anger, pinched Su Jinning's waist hard. She thought it was just a minor squabble, but she forgot that Su Jinning was only supporting her body on one leg.
With Su Jinning's exclamation of "Holy crap!", the two of them lost their balance and fell to the side of the balcony.
Shen Moyu was afraid that he would twist his other ankle, so he turned around and protected Su Jinning's swaying body, his waist hitting the balcony railing hard. He closed his eyes for fear of pain, but the pain did not come as expected. Instead, he felt a warm hand protecting his waist.
Shen Moyu held onto Su Jinning's arm and pressed himself against the balcony, while Su Jinning cushioned Shen Moyu's waist with one hand and the back of his head with the other before he hit the glass.
The two of them leaned against the balcony in an odd position.
"Are you alright?" Su Jinning rubbed the back of his head in his palm as if afraid he had bumped into something, but he didn't dare to move the hand on his waist.
A gentle breeze blew by the window, but it couldn't dispel the warmth that had suddenly risen between the two.
Su Jinning met Shen Moyu's long, affectionate peach blossom eyes, which were bright and clear, and also revealed a touch of tenderness.
Su Jinning sniffed hurriedly, but suddenly smelled a milky aroma, sweet as honey, somewhat like the cream cake she had been craving for a long time.
It came from Shen Moyu...
As if bewitched by the fragrance, he ignored Shen Moyu's efforts to pull her head back, sniffing around and bringing his nose close to Shen Moyu's neck.
"What the hell are you doing?" Shen Moyu trembled slightly the moment Su Jinning got close, and then pushed him away forcefully.
Fortunately, the fourth floor consists entirely of teachers' offices, eliminating the possibility of someone seeing the photos and posting them on the forum again.
"Huh?" Su Jinning seemed to have not had enough of the smell, touching her nose to savor it.
"Are you a dog?" Shen Moyu rubbed his burning cheeks, as if trying to wipe away the blush with his hand.
What is he doing?
Hold!
Su Jinning scratched his head: "Sorry..." Seeing that Shen Moyu didn't seem to care about him anymore, he couldn't suppress his curiosity and tentatively asked: "You, your shower gel smells like milk?"
Shen Moyu looked at him like he was an idiot.
After a moment of hesitation, he retorted sharply, "Is your ankle and head on the same wavelength? If you sprain it, does that mean your brain is damaged too? What kind of grown man would use milk-scented shower gel?"