"Twisted my ankle a bit." Xu Nianhua saw them all gather around and couldn’t help but explain, "I just wasn’t walking properly just now."
"Do you need to see a doctor?" Fei Jiayi stared at her foot, which looked red and swollen.
"No need, I’ll just go back to the dorm and apply some medicated oil. I’m not that delicate," Xu Nianhua said nonchalantly and changed the topic, "I’m so hungry. What’s for lunch at the cafeteria today?"
"Sweet and sour ribs, fried tofu, and bok choy." Fei Jiayi supported Xu Nianhua. Thıs content belongs to 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡~𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙚~𝙣𝙚𝙩
Chang Hui volunteered to line up and get food for Xu Nianhua.
Ding Guo helped place Xu Nianhua’s books aside and even asked specifically, "Nianhua, there’s seaweed soup today. Would you like some?"
Xu Nianhua watched her busy roommates and felt inexplicably moved. It’s such a blessing to have friends like these. If she’d ended up with troublesome roommates, she’d be so much more stressed.
After lunch, Fei Jiayi and the others did not let Xu Nianhua lift a finger, not even her books.
"I’m fine, really," Xu Nianhua felt like she was being treated like an invalid by them.
Ding Guo looked at her increasingly swollen foot and said, "Stop acting tough. Look, it got this red just while we were eating."
When she got to the dorm, she rolled up her pant leg to reveal her severely swollen ankle.
In the dorm, Fei Jiayi had prepared the medicated oil, and it was the dorm’s recognized strongest, Chang Hui, who applied it.
Chang Hui, looking at her red and swollen leg, reminded, "It’s going to hurt a little."
Xu Nianhua, the person concerned, was quite calm, not even frowning.
Especially when Chang Hui started massaging, Fei Jiayi couldn’t bear to watch; it must hurt a lot.
"Nianhua, if it hurts, you can make some noise," Fei Jiayi advised.
"You think she’s a pig, making sounds?" Liao Jinling habitually bickered with Fei Jiayi, then realized that her words were off-track and added, "Nianhua, I mean Jiayi’s choice of words was wrong. If it hurts, you can shout, don’t hold it in."
"It doesn’t hurt." Xu Nianhua’s expression didn’t change, and she even had a faint smile hanging on her lips. Her unruffled demeanor would almost persuade one that it didn’t hurt, if not for the beads of sweat on her forehead.
"Liar." Fei Jiayi instinctively retorted and could only change Xu Nianhua’s focus, saying, "Nianhua, if you start looking for a partner later, people lining up to chase you will probably stretch from the school to the Capital City."
"No, how could it only be to the Capital City? Obviously, it could line up to the moon," Xu Nianhua replied earnestly.
Fei Jiayi wrinkled her brow and, after a while, said, "Nianhua, isn’t that too exaggerated?"
Zhou Wanwan caught the gist of it and couldn’t help but laugh, "Jiayi, Nianhua is saying you’re the one exaggerating."
In the banter and laughter, Chang Hui finished applying the medicated oil. Through this incident, everyone realized one thing: Xu Nianhua isn’t afraid of pain.
"Nianhua, you aren’t one of those legendary people without pain receptors, are you?" Fei Jiayi asked with a curious look.
"Could she just tolerate it better than us?" Ding Guo said uncertainly.
Xu Nianhua smiled and explained, "Actually, it really doesn’t hurt."
Fei Jiayi and the others made a dismissive ’tsk’ sound, expressing disbelief. It’s so swollen and red—how is that possible?
Xu Nianhua chuckled and didn’t explain further.