Seeing her frown, Song Huaizhi nodded and said, "Just as I thought, it's a ligament strain."
What do you mean by thinking the same way he does?!
Jiang Mian's eyes widened: "Since you knew, why didn't you remind me beforehand?"
“That’s just my personal judgment,” Song Huaizhi said, sounding reasonable. “Since you don’t want to go to the hospital, I’m not sure if my guess is correct, so I can only try this method.”
Want to give it a try?
test?
one time?
Depend on!
Does she think she's a guinea pig?!
"Thank you so much!"
Although Jiang Mian had a smile on her face, she spoke through gritted teeth.
“You’re welcome,” Song Huaizhi said, his expression unchanged. “Respecting the fate of others is my consistent principle.”
grass!
Jiang Mian was so angry that she almost couldn't catch her breath.
I really want to clench my little fists and punch him to death!
What a rational guy! Dating him would drive me crazy!
I wonder which of my sisters will be so unlucky in the future!
She was now 200% certain that this guy was definitely not a bad person!
He can't even fake a smile. If he were a bad person, he would definitely get a bad review!
"Do you need any help?" Song Huaizhi helped her back to the passenger seat. "There's a first-aid kit in the trunk of my car."
"need!"
Jiang Mian nodded irritably. This person really lived like he came from abroad; he couldn't even understand a polite remark.
Song Huaizhi thought she would say something coy and say something like "I'm sorry to trouble you" again, but unexpectedly, her mind suddenly changed.
It seems that he has indeed realized that his acting skills are not good, so he simply stopped pretending.
After taking the medicine box out of the trunk, Song Huaizhi rolled up his sleeves, half-squatted in front of Jiang Mian, took off her right shoe and sock, and took out safflower oil for treating bruises from the medicine box.
"Since we're not in a hospital, we can't borrow any local anesthetic gauze. If it hurts too much when we massage it, please bear with it for a little while."
As Song Huaizhi spoke, he poured some safflower oil into his palm, rubbed it to warm it with the warmth of his palm, and then placed his hand on Jiang Mian's ankle, massaging it back into place little by little along the bone.
The other person's hands were very warm, but Jiang Mian's own feet were very cold. When Song Huaizhi touched her ankle, it felt as if she was burned by the temperature, and she couldn't help but shrink back.
"Does it hurt a lot?"
Song Huaizhi looked up and asked, his eyes, hidden behind his glasses, seemed to be filled with doubt.
"No...no."
It doesn't actually hurt, it's just a little hot.
The other person's hand was hot.
"Even if it hurts, bear with it a little. A ligament sprain is not a trivial matter. Only by rubbing away all the bruising and improving blood circulation can it slowly recover."
Every time Jiang Mian hears something like "bear with it," she can't help but feel a little overwhelmed. She blames herself for reading too many romance novels and comics since she was young, which made her mind too precocious and... filthy.
She said half-jokingly, "When you boys aren't good at it, do you always tell others to be patient?"
She was saying it as a joke, but Song Huaizhi looked up seriously and said, "Please rest assured, Miss Jiang, I am quite professional when it comes to treating minor things like ligament sprains."
Well, we've killed the conversation again.
A guy who has no sense of romance like that would be incredibly boring to date.
I really feel sorry for that unlucky girl!
However, just as the other party said, his massage technique was indeed very good. Jiang Mian's originally tense nerves gradually relaxed under his massage.
Looking at Song Huaizhi's dark head, after marveling at how good his hair was, Jiang Mian couldn't help but ask that question again.
"Which one? I mean..."
"My surname is Song."
"Oh, Brother Song."
As soon as she uttered the words, Jiang Mian almost wanted to throw her own mouth away.
What kind of nonsense am I spouting?!
And you even gave it to my older brother??
Why didn't you mention giving it to your younger brother?
It truly exudes the atmosphere of the martial arts world...
"Hmm? You go ahead."
Noticing Jiang Mian's hesitation, Song Huaizhi encouraged her to continue, completely disregarding the form of address.
Since he didn't care, Jiang Mian stopped being coy.
"Brother Song, in that situation just now, you went to help without even thinking?"
Without even looking up, Song Huaizhi replied, "It was influenced by my professional ethics. The incident happened so suddenly that I didn't have time to think before I rushed over."
"Are you a doctor?"
"no."
"So you're a teacher?"
"Well, congratulations, you got it right, but there's no reward."
Eek!
What a lame joke!
Jiang Mianzhen doubted that he was so young, yet he liked to tell such awkward and lame jokes, and that his personality was also very strange.
It's hard to tell that the other person is a teacher, but their decisive and uncompromising nature is indeed very suitable for educating students.
I reckon Mr. Song should be on their school's honor roll for setting a good example every year.
After a moment of silence, Jiang Mian spoke again: "Although you are a teacher with excellent character and moral integrity, aren't you afraid that I might try to extort money from you because of this?"
"for example?"
"For example, she might fall into your arms, falsely accuse you of hitting her, and then try to extort millions from you."
That's it?
"This...isn't that okay?"
"Then you're not too greedy."
Huh, is this a compliment, or a sarcastic remark?
Jiang Mian tentatively asked, "Should I say thank you?"
After the massage was almost over, Song Huaizhi stood up and grabbed a few tissues from the table in front of the windshield to wipe his hands.
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