But out of the corner of her eye, she couldn't help but glance at the number 7 in the white jersey.
Fu Yan dribbled past his opponent, then jumped up to shoot, his movements clean and efficient.
Lu Yuwu cursed herself inwardly for being so spineless, forcing herself to focus her attention back on her phone screen.
The score remained close in the second half of the match.
Fu Yan leaped to grab the rebound, but upon landing, his ankle seemed to twist suddenly.
He lost his balance and fell heavily to the ground, clutching his ankle, his brows furrowed, and his face instantly drained of color.
"Fu Yan!"
"Captain Fu!"
Chaos erupted on the field, and teammates and referees immediately surrounded the scene.
A gasp of surprise rippled through the audience.
"What happened? Is Fu Yan injured?"
"It looks like you sprained your ankle, it looks serious!"
Luo Luo nervously grabbed Lu Yuwu's arm: "Wow, Fu Yan seems to be badly injured!"
Lu Yuwu suddenly raised her head.
Through the crowd, she saw Fu Yan curled up on the ground in pain, with fine beads of cold sweat on his forehead.
It looked like he was seriously injured.
She stood up instinctively, her expression filled with worry and panic.
Just then, Fu Yan was helped up by Zhou Zixuan and another teammate, and stood on one leg, his gaze piercing through the crowd to see her.
His eyes held pain, and a hint of vulnerability that was barely perceptible.
He looked at her pitifully, his lips moved, and the shape of his mouth was clearly: "Xiao Wu..."
Lu Yuwu's mind was in complete turmoil.
She instinctively took a step forward and watched as Fu Yan was helped away.
On a hospital bed in the school hospital.
Fu Yan's right ankle had been bandaged and immobilized by the school doctor, and it looked quite serious.
He leaned against the headboard, his face still somewhat pale.
Zhou Zixuan stood to the side, trying hard to suppress his laughter, playing the role of a dutiful roommate.
"Doctor, is he alright? Should we get an X-ray?"
The school doctor adjusted his glasses: "Acute sprain. No fracture or crack has been found yet. Apply ice and observe. Absolutely no weight-bearing on this foot recently."
He had barely finished speaking when the ward door was pushed open.
Lu Yuwu stood at the door, her breathing still a little unsteady, clearly having run there.
She saw Fu Yan lying on the bed, his eyes slightly closed, his pale face showing a hint of fragility.
Lu Yuwu clenched her fists, walked over, and asked in a tense voice, "Are you... are you alright?"
Fu Yan slowly opened his eyes. When he saw her, a smile quickly flashed across his eyes, but he quickly concealed it.
He tugged at the corners of his mouth, revealing a somewhat forced smile.
"It's nothing, it just hurts a little. What brings you here?"
"I……"
Lu Yuwu was speechless.
Should I say that I rushed over on impulse when I saw him fall?
"Luo Luo was worried about you, so she came to check on you."
Zhou Zixuan, who was standing next to him, was very tactful: "Well, Brother Yan, there are some things to take care of in the team. I'll go and deal with them first. Lu, could you please look after him for a while?"
After saying that, he disappeared in a flash before the two could react.
The two of them were left alone in the ward, and the atmosphere instantly became somewhat awkward.
Lu Yuwu stood by the bed, feeling somewhat helpless. Looking at his ankles, which were wrapped up tightly, that worry resurfaced.
"What did the doctor say? Is it serious?"
"They said it's not too serious, but you need to rest well and can't move around."
Fu Yan's voice was low and tinged with grievance, "I'll probably be limping for several days."
Lu Yuwu pursed her lips, hesitated for a moment, and then stepped forward to pick up the water glass from the table next to her.
Would you like some water?
Fu Yan felt incredibly soft-hearted looking at her awkward yet concerned expression, but he still appeared weak.
"Hmm, I'm a little thirsty."
Lu Yuwu poured water and handed it to him.
When Fu Yan took the cup, his fingertips brushed against the back of her hand.
Lu Yuwu recoiled as if she had been electrocuted, quickly withdrawing her hand.
Fu Yan lowered his eyes, slowly drinking water, concealing the smile in his eyes.
"that……"
Lu Yuwu tried to break the awkward atmosphere by saying, "Be more careful when you play ball in the future."
"Hmm." Fu Yan put down her water glass and looked up at her. "When I jumped up, I think I saw you spacing out in the audience, so I..."
He stopped at the right moment.
Lu Yuwu's heart skipped a beat.
Was he distracted and injured because he was looking at her?
A strange sense of guilt welled up inside me.
"Who told you to look at me!" she retorted, but her tone was noticeably less aggressive.
"I can't help it." Fu Yan looked at her intently.
"Lu Yuwu, I'm injured, and it hurts a lot."
He paused, then lowered his voice even further, with a hint of coaxing, "Could you be nicer to me?"
Lu Yuwu met his pitiful gaze and pursed her lips.
She discovered that she really couldn't harden her heart.
Lu Yuwu turned her face away, her ears turning slightly red, and muttered softly, "It depends on how you do."
Fu Yan was secretly pleased, knowing that his self-inflicted injury had worked.
He softened his voice: "How will I eat these days since I'm unable to move around easily?"
Lu Yuwu: "...I'll have Zhou Zixuan bring it to you."
"He's clumsy and unreliable."
"Order some takeout."
"The school hospital is far from the dormitories and the cafeteria, and the takeout is always cold by the time it arrives."
Fu Yan looked at her expectantly, "Xiao Wu?"
Lu Yuwu's heart skipped a beat, and she said irritably, "I know! I'll bring it to you when I have some free time!"
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