The sky turned dark, and the sudden strong wind and rain gradually subsided.
"Ugh, what nonsense!"
Lu Mingyu complained incessantly, his tone softened as he gently took her wrist. His heart ached with every beat, unable to be angry with her, only able to show tenderness. He said, "Brother will take care of your injury."
"What's going on?" Lin Xinmeng looked at the crowd surrounding them and asked in confusion, "What happened?"
The staff member said, "Something happened to Lu Yang. She got injured, and Lu Mingyu is shouting about it."
"The wound is not deep, it didn't reach the bone. With proper rest, it will heal quickly without much trouble. But Lu Mingyu is making it seem like he's shaking the entire medical field by treating Lu Yang." Another person commented sarcastically, "Such an exaggeration."
