Unconsciously, Lin Su'er's foot had stopped hurting. Without the distraction of pain, she felt as if Song Xiaodong was simply caressing her ankle and foot. Especially the warmth from Song Xiaodong's palm, which started to provoke some ripples in her heart again.
Lin Su'er felt quite embarrassed and wanted to appear more normal, but every move of Song Xiaodong's hand disrupted the emotions she had just begun to foster. She wanted to hide her face like an ostrich, yet she couldn't bear not to watch Song Xiaodong.
Song Xiaodong's expression was one of deep concentration, just as it would be when treating patients. Every time Lin Su'er saw this focused look on his face, she was utterly fascinated, and now was no exception.
