Xiao Yanchu was too fast; Su Ruojin hadn't even had time to react before he was caught off guard.
The two fell to the ground, instantly lost their balance, and tumbled down the cliff.
The sound of an angry baby crying came from the edge of the cliff.
Su Ruojin felt as if she were being protected in a warm embrace, rolling down together.
"Ah Jin, hold me tight!" Xiao Yanchu held Su Ruojin with his left hand and used his right hand to forcefully plunge his sword into the rocks on the cliff edge to cushion the speed of the fall.
Finally, both of them fell heavily to the bottom of the cliff and lost consciousness.
By the time Su Ruojin woke up, it was already dark.
Seeing Xiao Yanchu lying motionless to the side, Su Ruojin's heart tightened, and she quickly crawled over and helped Xiao Yanchu up.
She breathed a sigh of relief after taking his pulse.
Fortunately, he is only temporarily unconscious and is not seriously injured.
After all this commotion, Xiao Yanchu opened his eyes.
"Xiao Yanchu, are you alright?" Su Ruojin asked anxiously.
"I'm fine." Xiao Yanchu sat up.
Su Ruojin then noticed that bloodstains had seeped out from both the front and back of Xiao Yanchu's clothes.
It must have been cut by a rock when it rolled down.
"Take off your clothes, I'll apply the medicine for you." Su Ruojin rummaged through her bag for ointment.
Xiao Yanchu's face stiffened, and her ears turned a little red: "It's just a minor injury, it's nothing."
"The blood is overflowing, and you still say it's nothing. Hurry up and take it off, stop dawdling."
Su Ruojin took out the ointment and noticed that Xiao Yanchu hadn't taken off his clothes yet. She asked nervously, "Did you hurt your hand? Let me see."
"No... my hand is fine." Xiao Yanchu said somewhat flustered.
Last time, he was unconscious when Su Ruojin took off his clothes, but now he's awake.
Su Ruojin seemed to understand something, and looked at Xiao Yanchu with a hint of mockery:
"Are you shy? Don't forget, I'm a doctor. Doctors don't distinguish between genders. Besides, I've seen all kinds of bodies before. If you don't take it off, I'll take it off for you."
Xiao Yanchu:......
When he saw that Su Ruojin was really going to take off his clothes, his face turned even redder, and he hurriedly said, "No, no, I'll take them off myself, I'll take them off myself."
When Xiao Yanchu took off his clothes, the mockery in Su Ruojin's eyes disappeared, replaced by heartache.
Xiao Yanchu's injuries were much more serious than she had imagined.
His chest and back were covered in cuts from stones, some so deep that the flesh was visible.
Looking at myself, I only had some minor scratches, nothing serious.
Xiao Yanchu clearly shielded himself with his body during the fall, which is why he suffered such severe injuries.
A strange, indescribable feeling welled up in Su Ruojin's heart, and her eyes became slightly warm.
Xiao Yanchu smiled gently: "Ah Jin, I'm fine. This little injury is nothing."
Su Ruojin took a few deep breaths to calm herself down, then picked up the ointment and gently applied it to Xiao Yanchu.
The surroundings were so quiet that only the two of them could be heard breathing. The young girl gently applied medicine to Xiao Yanchu's chest, and her unique scent wafted towards him, making him feel tingly and numb.
Xiao Yanchu felt his whole body heat up, and his eyes remained fixed on the little girl in front of him.
His eyes held endless longing, as if they were a deep pool that had been there for millennia, as if he wanted to draw her in, to be connected by blood and flesh, never to be separated.
Su Ruojin slightly raised her eyelids and met Xiao Yanchu's misty, tender gaze. His eyes were filled with light and affection, only seeing her.
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