"Ah—" Chen Zhi covered her mouth and gasped softly.
She rushed to support him, anxiously asking, "How are you? Is your arm all right?"
Si Ye's deep voice responded, "It's fine, just some scrapes. Take me to the hospital to get bandaged."
"Okay!" Chen Zhi nodded hastily.
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"Fortunately, the arm is fine; it'll heal with some rest. If the injury had been any worse, the bone might have cracked, and then you would have needed three months to recover." After bandaging Si Ye, the doctor left with these words.
Chen Zhi looked at Si Ye's arm with concern and asked in a low voice, "Does it hurt? Can you move your arm?"
It truly was just a scrape, albeit a bit swollen and red.
It did hurt, but moving it was not a problem.
Si Ye intended to answer her honestly, but seeing her worried expression, he pretended to endure the pain and frowned, "It's alright, I just can't move it for now. It's not for a lifetime."
With that, Chen Zhi felt even more guilty and distressed.
