Hearing Zhou Yang's voice, Xu Yao seemed to have truly drawn some strength from it.
She took a deep breath and tried her best to cooperate with the doctor's examination.
Bend your knees, straighten your legs, flex your toes, and point your toes...
After a series of checks, Xu Yao was able to complete the tasks, even though her movements were a bit stiff.
The doctor who was leading the examination put down his instruments, took off his gloves, and turned to Zhou Yang and the doctor who had first seen him, speaking with certainty.
"Yes, all reflexes are normal, muscle strength is slightly reduced but not significantly, and sensory tests have basically recovered."
"The initial diagnosis is acute lumbosacral nerve root compression. In layman's terms, the fall temporarily compressed the nerve, causing temporary numbness and weakness in the lower limbs."
He paused for a moment, then gave a final conclusion: "It's not a big problem. The symptoms will gradually disappear after the nerve compression is relieved. Young people recover quickly. Just get plenty of rest and avoid strenuous exercise. You should be fully recovered in the next couple of days."
"You can be discharged tonight and go home to recuperate. If you still feel unwell, you can come back for a check-up at any time."
"R-Really? I...I'm alright?"
Xu Yao could hardly believe her ears, her voice trembling with disbelief.
"Really, don't worry."
The doctor smiled and nodded, giving her an approving look.
"Wow--"
The tears that she had been holding back just a second ago burst forth like a flood the moment she received confirmation.
Xu Yao could no longer control herself. She covered her face and wept with joy, her shoulders shaking as she cried like a child.
Not paralyzed, not rendered useless!
She is still the same Xu Yao who can walk properly and get close to Brother Zhou Yang!
After the immense fear subsided, there was an indescribable sense of relief and excitement.
Zhou Yang felt both heartache and amusement as he looked at her tear-streaked face.
He reached out and gently patted Xu Yao's shoulder: "See, I told you it was nothing! Don't worry unnecessarily!"
"Alright, alright, stop crying. It's good that you're alright. This is great news!"
He comforted her while quickly completing the discharge procedures.
Once everything was settled, Zhou Yang returned to the bedside and, seeing Xu Yao's still red and swollen eyes, naturally bent down.
"Come on, let's go home."
This time, Xu Yao didn't hesitate and obediently stretched out her arms to hug Zhou Yang's neck.
Zhou Yang used his arms to lift her up in a strong princess carry, taking her off the hospital bed.
The summer night breeze carried a hint of heat, blowing from the hospital building into the depths of the residential area.
This time, the air was no longer filled with pure anxiety, but with a subtle, indescribable feeling.
The girl's soft body pressed tightly against him, and through the thin fabric, they could clearly feel each other's body temperature and heartbeat.
A faint scent of shower gel mixed with a hint of hospital disinfectant lingered in the air.
Where their skin touched, it felt as if tiny flames were burning, spreading from their arms to their chests.
Xu Yao, who was in his arms, clearly sensed the unusual atmosphere.
After the fear subsided, shyness surged into my heart like a tide.
She could feel Zhou Yang's strong and powerful arms, his broad and warm chest, and his steady steps as he walked.
All of this made her feel incredibly at ease, while also making her cheeks flush and her heart pound like a deer.
She buried her face in Zhou Yang's neck, her voice barely audible, thick with nasal tones and shyness.
"Brother Zhou Yang... thank you... I'll transfer the medical expenses to you when I get back..."
Zhou Yang glanced down at her and saw her slightly reddened ears, and couldn't help but chuckle.
"Why are you being so polite with me? Why bring up such a small amount of money! It's better that you're safe and sound."
The warm, soft body in his arms did indeed make him somewhat restless, but he was more concerned about Xu Yao's physical condition.
He quickly suppressed these romantic thoughts.
As Xu Yao listened to his nonchalant words, her heart felt filled with something warm and sweet, and she couldn't help but smile slightly.
Soon, the two returned home.
Zhou Yang placed Xu Yao on the soft sofa in the living room. Just as he was about to ask her if she wanted some water, he saw Xu Yao's relaxed face fall again, revealing a troubled and embarrassed expression.
"What's wrong? Are you still feeling unwell somewhere?"
Zhou Yang immediately tensed up.
Xu Yao clutched the hem of her clothes, her cheeks flushed red as if they were about to bleed, and her voice was so low it was almost inaudible.
"No... I'm not feeling unwell... It's just that, Brother Zhou Yang, when I fell just now, I hadn't rinsed off all the soap yet, so I just wiped myself off and put on my nightgown..."
"After being in the hospital for so long, I feel sticky and uncomfortable all over. I want to... I want to take a shower..."
Zhou Yang was taken aback, then realized what was happening.
Indeed, the situation was urgent just now, and I didn't have time to think about such things.
"Hey, I thought it was something serious! Just take a shower if you want!"
Without saying a word, Zhou Yang bent down again, picked her up, and strode towards the bathroom.
"Come on, I'll carry you!"
He carefully placed Xu Yao into the spacious bathtub, considerately turned on the faucet, and tested the water temperature. Warm water gushed into the bathtub.
"Is the water temperature okay? Be careful not to slip again! Call me when you're done washing, and I'll carry you out."
Zhou Yang gave instructions.
Xu Yao sat in the bathtub, surrounded by warm water. The stickiness on her body gradually faded, but she felt even more embarrassed.
She looked up at Zhou Yang, who was about to leave, and whispered, "Um... Brother Zhou Yang..."
"Hmm? Is there something else?"
Zhou Yang stopped in his tracks.
Xu Yao's face turned even redder, and her eyes darted away: "I... I didn't bring any clean clothes in, and my nightgown is wet too..."
She's sitting in the bathtub in her soaking wet nightgown, which she won't be able to wear after she finishes showering.
"puff--"
Zhou Yang almost burst out laughing, then slapped his forehead, suddenly realizing what was going on.
"Look at my memory! I was only thinking about letting you take a bath! Okay, wait here, I'll go to your room and get it for you!"
After saying that, Zhou Yang turned around and walked towards Xu Yao's room.
Xu Yao's room was decorated in a warm and cozy style, with the neatness and fragrance unique to young girls.
Zhou Yang walked to the wardrobe and reached out to open the door.
The next second, his movements froze.
Inside the wardrobe, besides neatly folded T-shirts, skirts, and other everyday clothes, there were other items.
The middle drawers were half-open, and inside... were the girl's personal clothing!
Pink, white, with cute strawberry patterns...
There were even a few rather daring black lace designs…
Various styles and colors of small underwear are neatly categorized and arranged.
With a private and alluring sense of refinement, it unexpectedly entered Zhou Yang's field of vision.
Zhou Yang felt a surge of heat rush to the top of his head, and his cheeks instantly burned up, even hotter than when he was holding Xu Yao!
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