Zhang Chaoqian hid behind the plane tree for quite a while before awkwardly coming out and saying, "I’m just going to smile and not talk."
"Enough, quit the yapping. Get down here!" Yan Huan said, looking down and taking out her handkerchief from her bag, planning to give Cheng Yue a quick wrap to stop the bleeding.
"Don’t need it," Cheng Yue stiffened his neck, his face full of haughty pride, "You better not dress my wound, lest you get as stupid as I am. That’d be too much of a loss."
Yan Huan knew he was still angry about her calling him stupid earlier but didn’t he also recklessly dump her into a mud pit?
Remembering this, she was so furious she clenched her teeth, "So you’re worked up now, huh? With such pettiness, are you even a man?"
"Pah!" spat Cheng Yue, jumping down from his bicycle, "Whether I’m a man isn’t for you to decide. You just want to stop the bleeding, right? I’ll grant you that opportunity. Don’t worry, I won’t cling to you expecting you to return the favor."
"You sure talk a lot," said Yan Huan.
Cheng Yue walked up to Yan Huan and stretched his arm out in front of her, "Come on, hurry up."
Yan Huan folded the handkerchief several times into a long strip, checked the position of Cheng Yue’s wound, and gently tied the handkerchief over it.
"Wait, wait, wait!" exclaimed Cheng Yue, immediately critiquing her bandaging technique, "What kind of soldier were you in the army? You can’t fight, and you can’t dress a wound professionally. Is that handkerchief even clean? Have you disinfected it? Do you know this could lead to an infection?"
"Don’t move," Yan Huan pressed down on his arm, speaking softly, "My handkerchief is new. It’s been washed clean after buying, germ-free, rest assured."
"You got a microscope for eyes? Do you get to decide whether there are germs or not?" Cheng Yue went on prattling endlessly, "If there really are viruses, and my arm gets ruined, who’s gonna bear the consequences for the rest of my life?"
"Come on, Cheng Yue, don’t you think you’re exaggerating?" Li Zhi couldn’t watch anymore and chimed in.
"Exaggerating? How about I cut you, then use this method to stop the bleeding?" Cheng Yue shot back coldly.
"Heh heh. I think you brought this on yourself," Zhang Chaoqian said gleefully from the side.
"You’ve rambled on for so long, just tell me, how do you want me to dress it?" Yan Huan said, trying to be patient.
Such a drama queen! If it weren’t for the fact that he had saved her, she wouldn’t bother with him at all.
Even if the blood drained dry, what did it have to do with her?
"You should wrap the handkerchief tightly around just above the wound, press down on the blood vessel to achieve hemostasis! This won’t dirty the wound. You’re so thick! How can there be someone as dumb as you!" Cheng Yue commented with a sneer.
Seeing the smug look on his face, Yan Huan too cracked a smile, then pressed down hard on his wound, "?"
Cheng Yue cried out in pain and leapt up, cursing at Yan Huan with clenched teeth, "I really shouldn’t have meddled in your business! You’re a venomous woman, biting the hand that feeds you!"
Yan Huan laughed even harder, "Your mouth got poisoned or what? So toxic!"
"Sister, you’d better hurry up. I feel like if you don’t stop his bleeding soon, he’s probably going to kick the bucket right here today," said Li Zhi, looking at Cheng Yue’s arm.