Chapter 441 Hurting my hand

"Sister!~"

Maomao called her.

Yaya looked back at him, then immediately turned around and walked away with Yan Qing.

Before leaving, Yan Qing turned around to look at him, raised his eyebrows at him with a smile on his face.

Maomao almost got mad!

Just as he rushed forward, Yan Qing and Yaya had already left on their bikes. Maomao waved his fists in vain and turned around to look for his own bike. By the time he unlocked the bike and got on it, Yaya and Yan Qing had already gone somewhere.

Maomao kicked the bicycle down angrily.

“Ouch…”

With a scream, a girl fell down along with the bicycle.

Maomao's heart skipped a beat, and he hurried forward to help her: "Classmate, are you okay?"

"Ouch my hand..."

The female student's words were filled with pain. She opened her bicycle and climbed up in a panic, revealing a bloody hand.

Maomao was stunned!

"You, you, you're injured?!" Looking at the other person's bloody palm, he asked this question even though he knew the answer. Normally, he would never make such a mistake. In the end, he was still shocked by the other person's sudden appearance and sudden injury.

"I'm fine..."

The girl slowly got up, and Maomao realized that she had white skin and a pair of deep blue eyes. Maomao was stunned by her.

The girl's cheeks turned red when she was stared at by him, and she avoided his sight in shame, "What a jerk you are! Give me back my homework book."

When the girl came to grab it, Mao Mao realized that he was still holding her homework book. Just now, he saw the girl fall down, and he subconsciously bent down to pick up the homework book. On it was written the girl's name: Lin Na.

Lin Na grabbed her homework book, didn't dare to look at Maomao anymore, and limped away.

After Mao Mao came to his senses, he quickly picked up the bicycle and chased after him: "Classmate... Lin, your hand is injured..."

Lin Na bit her lip and said nothing.

Maomao chased after him relentlessly: "I was the one who hurt your hand, so I should be responsible. Otherwise, I'll take you to the hospital to get it bandaged."

"No thanks. I can handle it myself."

"That won't work. After all, I was the one who hurt you by accident. Don't waste time. Your hand is bleeding so much. Come up quickly. I'll take you to the hospital."

“Really, there’s no need…”

Lin Na tried to decline, but Maomao forcefully pulled her onto the bike. He pushed the bike a few steps, then jumped on it and rode away: "Hold on tight, we'll be at the hospital soon."

She went to the hospital to register for a one-stop treatment, and when she came out, Lin Na's palm had been bandaged into a heap.

"The wound is quite deep, so be careful not to touch water recently. After you get a tetanus shot and some anti-inflammatory medicine, you can go home."

Lin Na's injury was not big, but not small either. Her palm was pierced by a sharp piece of iron. The wound looked small from the outside, but it was very deep. So she was bleeding all the way to the hospital. The doctor gave her two stitches when he treated her. Add to that other scrapes, and there were naturally holes in her wound when she bandaged it.

Maomao accompanied her to get a tetanus shot and got some medicine before accompanying her home.

Even Maomao didn't expect that Linna's home was not far from his courtyard house, just two alleys away. When he sent her home, he saw a courtyard house that was bigger than his own. It was hard to see clearly inside. Just looking at the outside, it was not difficult to see how magnificent it was inside.

Lin Na only glanced at him, got off her bike, and walked home silently. When she was about to enter the house, she couldn't help but look back. She saw Maomao staring at the door of her house, and she bit her lip before going in.

Soon, I heard a voice from inside asking, "What's going on? Why are you an hour and a half late today? It's almost dark."

"I accidentally fell, so I came back late."

"Hey, why are you so careless? Come on, come in and let me take a look..."

Maomao silently changed the direction of his bike and rode back. When he reached the fork in the road, he was careful and went through the narrow alley. He unexpectedly found himself not far from his home.

In other words, if you walk through the narrow alley, it will only take a few minutes to get from Lin Na's house to your home.

When Maomao got home, Yaya had already returned.

There were several girls around her. Of course, that brat Yan Qing was also at his house.

Maomao's face suddenly turned bad.

He nodded randomly to the girls and then went back to his room. Before closing the door, he called Yaya, "Sister, come here for a moment."

"No way, tsk!~"

Even if she didn't go, Yaya could guess what Maomao would say. It would be nothing more than some admonitions, like girls should cherish themselves, not get too close to boys, or should be obedient and behave themselves... Yaya's ears were ringing like a cocoon, so naturally she didn't want to listen anymore.

Maomao waited in the room for a long time, and then he heard laughter and joy outside the house, but he was the only one waiting anxiously in his room. It seemed incongruous no matter how he looked at it.

He pursed his lips, took out the practice questions and started practicing them.

He finally understood that his sister was deliberately contradicting him. It was useless to be angry, and he didn't have the heart to criticize his sister in front of outsiders. In this case, it would be better to practice more questions, because only practicing questions can calm people down.

When Huang Xinran returned home, all of Yaya's classmates had left, including Yan Qing.

As soon as she entered the house, Yaya started to complain, saying all kinds of bad things about Maomao.

Huang Xinran just listened, and was very skeptical of Yaya's words. At least, in some aspects, Yaya liked to exaggerate, and her own daughter knew it.

She knocked on Maomao's door, waking him up from his joy of doing exercises. When he opened the door and found it was Huang Xinran, he was stunned for a moment: "What's the matter?"

"I want to talk to you about something. Can I come in?"

Huang Xinran took the initiative to point to Maomao's room.

Maomao opened the door and stepped aside: "Of course, please come in."

As soon as Huang Xinran took a step into Maomao's house, he felt as if he had entered another world.

Compared to the pink romance that filled Yaya's room, Maomao's room, except for a bed and a desk, was occupied by bookcases. The books on the bookcase filled two walls, the bed was placed on the wall near the window, and the remaining wall, except for the one meter occupied by the door, was filled with various items on the bookshelf, including basketballs, footballs, violins, harmonicas, etc., occupying most of the shelf.

Perhaps because her gaze was too lingering to move away, Maomao saw it and picked up the unfinished exercises and put them on the bookshelf.

"Mom, please sit down. What do you want to tell me?"