"Young Master, when you just saved Miss Qiao, your movements were too big, and your arm must have been hurt. Let me get some medicine and rub it on you."
Though he said "must have", the housekeeper actually saw it with his own eyes.
Even though his legs were trembling with fear at that moment, he still wasn't blind—Young Master didn't care and flew out from the window>.
His arm hit the wall beside the window, the impact at that time was so great that it must have been swollen.
However, at that time, Young Master's mind was full of Miss Qiao, so he probably didn't notice it at all and couldn't even feel the pain.
Bai Yu moved his arm, and only then did he feel a severe pain in his elbow.
The housekeeper approached, looking at Bai Yu's swollen elbow, and sighed helplessly.
"Young Master, you saw it yourself. Miss Qiao is an iron-hearted woman. You risked your life to save her, and she remained unmoved. She didn't even show a little bit of gratitude. Haven't you seen it yet?"
