"Really? Little sister is back?" No sooner had the words left the beggar’s mouth than Ye Gaosheng’s anxious voice came from inside the house.
Then, Ye Jiu suddenly heard the creaking sound of the door opening.
Looking up, he saw Ye Gaosheng limping out.
Ye Jiu’s eyes widened and he hurried over, "Fourth brother, don’t you know your own leg hasn’t healed? The splint on your foot hasn’t even been removed yet, and you dare to walk on it. Do you not want that leg anymore?"
After Ye Jiu finished speaking, Ye Gaosheng then remembered.
Damn, his leg hadn’t healed yet, so why did he come down?
These past few days, although Ye Jiu had left a note, there had been no news from her, and he didn’t know where the little girl had run off to. Ye Gaosheng had been worried sick the whole time.
Just now, the moment he heard that Ye Jiu had returned, he didn’t think. He just got up, not even bothering to put on shoes, and walked out.
If it weren’t for Ye Jiu yelling at that moment, Ye Gaosheng wouldn’t have remembered that he was still in a state with a broken leg!
But something clearly didn’t add up.
When he had walked just now, he had used both legs, although it wasn’t very smooth with the splint on one leg. Strangely, he didn’t feel any pain, and if it weren’t for the splint on his leg, he would have felt like he wasn’t injured at all.
Ye Gaosheng became suspicious and felt it was somewhat impossible.
They say it takes a hundred days to recover from bone and tendon injuries. It had only been a few days, so how could it have healed so quickly?
Thinking this, Ye Gaosheng suddenly lifted his injured leg and gently stamped it twice on the ground, then stomped hard twice more.
Only to hear, the stone pavement being stomped made a sound, yet only a slight pain came from his knee.
Ye Jiu stood by, watching with alarm, and began scolding, "Fourth brother, do you really not care about your leg anymore? What are you doing? Are you complaining that the injury wasn’t severe enough?"
"No." Ye Gaosheng quickly explained, "Little sister, I... I feel like my leg has already healed!"
Ye Gaosheng spoke hesitantly, as even he himself found it hard to believe.
But, Ye Jiu believed it.
The medicine Ye Jiu had given for Ye Gaosheng’s leg was known to be effective, but she had not expected it to work this well.
It had only been a few days since the injury, and he was already able to walk and felt minimal pain.
Moreover, if it hadn’t been for today’s incident, Ye Gaosheng might not have realized that his leg had almost healed without him noticing.
Otherwise, he probably couldn’t have endured the daily boredom of lying in bed doing nothing.
Ye Jiu quickly went over to support Ye Gaosheng, while saying to the little beggar, "Hurry up and bring a stool over here; let your brother Gaosheng sit down."
"Okay." The little beggar ran back inside, then carried a stool out and placed it behind Ye Gaosheng.
Ye Jiu had Ye Gaosheng sit down, then reached out to unbuckle the splint from his leg.
Because she valued Ye Gaosheng so much, Ye Jiu was also very careful.
After unfastening all the straps and removing the splint, what appeared was the whitish skin of Ye Gaosheng’s skin.
Ye Jiu gently poked Ye Gaosheng’s knee, looked up and asked, "Does it hurt?"
"It tickles!" complained Ye Gaosheng.
Ye Jiu increased the pressure of her hand slightly and asked, "How about now; does it hurt?"
Ye Gaosheng still shook his head.