He just wanted to see where her leg injury was, how did it end up...
"Be good, come here, let me take a look at your leg injury."
An Ran broke out in a cold sweat.
Instructor Mu, what courage allows you to say these words so straightforwardly and without emotion?
But why did she sense something improper? Was it really just her problem?
An Ran shook her small head like a tambourine, "Instructor Mu, it’s really nothing, just a fall, no serious injury."
Mu Xingfeng looked at her with a determined and chaste demeanor, finally stood up straight, crossed his arms and said softly, "An Ran, one minute, either you come here or I come."
Hearing this obvious final ultimatum, An Ran immediately chickened out. Although Mu Xingfeng had been very considerate to her these days, under the title of Instructor Mu, she still didn’t dare to challenge his bottom line.
"Um... I’ll do it myself, Instructor Mu, you turn around."
Mu Xingfeng looked at her timid appearance, with a flash of amusement in his eyes, and turned around.
After hearing An Ran’s words, Mu Xingfeng turned back around, his eyes, which had just held a smile, instantly turned cold.
On her leg, centered around the knee, was a shocking large bruise, the knee area seemed the most serious, already black and purple.
"Nothing, this is what you call nothing?"
Seeing Mu Xingfeng’s handsome face that now seemed to be able to drop snowflakes, An Ran weakly twiddled her fingers, "It really didn’t hurt much at first, but after sitting through this long ride, I felt the pain when I got off."
Mu Xingfeng sighed helplessly, got the medicine box, sat on the bed edge, and took out medicinal wine to apply to her.
"Hiss—, Instructor Mu, be... be gentle."
Mu Xingfeng looked up at the little girl who dared to call out in pain, and said grumpily, "Now you know it hurts? Where were you earlier?"
"The situation was urgent, I didn’t think much, besides that was Ya, it’s fine if I get hit, but Ya is such a small child, she couldn’t take it."
If she had to choose again, she would still go to save her.
Mu Xingfeng didn’t say anything more, continued to lower his head and apply the medicinal wine, just with an even gentler touch.
At this moment, he finally understood An Ran’s words, maybe it was selfish, but he was really afraid of losing her.
After applying the medicine, Mu Xingfeng gently placed her leg on the sofa, "These kinds of bruises shouldn’t be massaged, ideally should be iced, but the weather is too cold, especially it’s the knee, so use medicinal oil and let it recover slowly, it will probably hurt for a few days."
"Yes, yes," An Ran nodded her small head repeatedly, Instructor Mu was really too considerate.
Seeing her obedient demeanor, Mu Xingfeng’s expression improved, looking at her he continued to ask, "Where did your arm get hurt?"
Did Instructor Mu have X-ray vision or psychic powers?
"Also on the left side."
To avoid Mu Xingfeng getting angry again, An Ran quickly rolled up the sleeve of her sweater, revealing her arm, her elbow was also bruised.
Mu Xingfeng sighed slightly, continued to apply the medicinal oil bit by bit.
"Anywhere else?" After finishing her arm, Mu Xingfeng continued to ask.
An Ran helplessly rubbed her forehead, "Instructor Mu, just these two places, and the arm actually doesn’t need any treatment."
Mu Xingfeng glanced at her, seemingly not believing her words, looked at her right leg, then pushed up her sweater on the right arm to check again.