Kintaro Toyama, who looked excited, didn't finish his words before Chitose Chisato covered his mouth.

But, even though I covered it up, I've said almost everything I need to say...

Shiraishi Kuranosuke covered his face in embarrassment: Zaizen!! How many times have I told you not to pollute Xiao Jin with your eight o'clock dramas!!!

"Number One" Sanada: "...Too lax!" What are you doing all day instead of practicing tennis? !

"Second Number Two" Riji: "..." The bottom beats the top!

Looking at the two people who looked up and glared at this side, as well as the dissatisfied and angry eyes of the Ice Emperor,

Qiansui Qianli laughed awkwardly, "Haha, haha, Xiao Jin is still sleepy and talking nonsense, you guys continue, you guys continue."

Ichiuji Yuji, Oshitsu Kenya, and Kana Koharu were careful to keep their voices down,

They just habitually let out their funny genes and laughed quietly among themselves in front of each other.

Unexpectedly, the crazy Toyama Kintaro made such a loud noise.

"...Humble."

Oshitari Yuushi frowned and looked at his cousin.

"I'm sorry, Yushi...you guys continue, you guys continue."

Kenya Oshitari, under the pressure from Minister Hyotei and the displeasure of his cousin, broke out in a cold sweat and laughed dryly.

Jing Guang did not look up the whole time, his eyes were only on the disobedient "patient" in front of him.

After a simple acupuncture treatment, Lin Xiu was released half an hour later.

"Since you are Chinese, I won't charge you for the consultation."

Looking at Lin Xiu's surprised face, the boy put away the needle and said calmly.

"No, that's not the reason. You...you can actually give acupuncture and feel the pulse?"

"My master taught me."

"oh......"

After Jing Guang's acupuncture, the redness and swelling on Lin Xiu's shoulders and forearms showed obvious signs of subsiding. Although it was not completely eliminated, it was obvious that it was very effective.

Shitenhoji, who didn't know much about Jingguang's medical skills, couldn't help but exclaim that it was amazing.

"Let him go."

Jingguang searched in his tennis bag for a long time but couldn't find the bottle of medicine for treatment.

Yukimura pulled out a green box and a white porcelain bottle from his pocket, "Are you looking for this? Here you go, Jingguang."

Jingguang usually carries two bottles of plasters for treating bruises and injuries in his tennis bag, one for normal use and one for backup.

The situation was urgent last night. One bottle was given to Yukimura and one was left for Meido and Feng. There was no time to replenish them. The raw materials and utensils for making medicine were all in the mansion in Japan. Of course, there was also a set in the Atobe mansion in England.

I'll go back and add more later.

"Um."

Jing Guang took it directly and handed the blue box to Lin Xiu, "Apply it once a day to the red and swollen areas at night. Be careful not to rub the medicine off when you rest."

Lin Xiu raised his hand to take it and thanked him blankly.

Oishi looked at the arm, thought of Tezuka, and asked with a slowed expression, "Are you... still going?"

"Go. I have a reason to go."

"But..."

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by the young boy. Echizen Ryoma lowered the brim of his hat, his expression unclear, and his tone seemed a little cold, as if he was full of resentment.

"Since he is so determined, then why not just leave it to him?"

Tezuka Kunimitsu was visibly stunned for a moment.

"What are you talking about, Echizen?"

Oishi Shuichiro asked in confusion.

The young man who had been half-lowering his head raised his head, and everyone saw that his pair of beautiful cat eyes were full of indifference.

"The grudges between these people have nothing to do with us."

"Feel sorry."

Lin Xiu said in a low voice, then pushed through the crowd that was blocking his way and left.

"Why do you insist on defeating them yourself, even at the cost of doing this?"

Yukimura Seiichi looked at the man who passed by and asked softly, "You two were originally companions, right?"

The person who left stopped walking, he did not look back, only left a meaningless sentence: "If you don't do that, you will never float up..."

The young man raised his head and looked at the sky, saying meaningfully: "Whether it's me or... him."

Echizen Ryoma stared at his receding back thoughtfully.