Ye Qianqian stared at him in disdain for asking the obvious.
When Shen Zhilie heard her question, he felt a little discomfited. He cleared his throat gently and said, "Come on, I'll take you to the hospital."
Upon making that statement, Shen Zhilie reached out to hold Ye Qianqian by her arm.
The sensation of suddenly being touched frightened Ye Qianqian and made her insides feel funny.
Shen Zhilie felt a little awkward too, but he couldn't bring himself to ignore her injury.
He steeled himself and reached out to carry her in his arms.
Ye Qianqian's first reaction was to struggle in protest, but she quickly changed her mind.
She stayed still in his arms and didn't say a word.
As Ye Qianqian's heartbeat began to quicken, she could feel her face heating up.
Shen Zhilie didn't dare look at her either. Before he could open the front door, they heard the doorbell ring.
