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Chen Hao quickly supported Lin Caiwei, and his heart clenched as he watched her wince in pain.

He frowned, looked at the distance from the bathroom to the bedside in the bedroom, and then at Lin Caiwei's right foot, which was completely unable to bear weight.

"That won't do," Chen Hao said decisively.

"You can't walk at all. Let me carry you over."

"Hug...hug me?"

Lin Caiwei was stunned for a moment, and two unnatural blushes instantly appeared on her pale face.

Should Chen Hao hold her?

This...this is way too intimate!

However, looking at her right foot, which she couldn't put any weight on, and then at the pure worry and frankness in Chen Hao's eyes, she knew that this seemed to be the only feasible solution at the moment.

Am I supposed to just sit here on this damp, cold ground, or hop across on one leg like a zombie?

After a few seconds of internal struggle, the persistent sharp pain in her ankle and the cold bathroom floor made her make a decision.

She lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes trembled, and in an almost inaudible voice, with a hint of undisguised shyness, she softly murmured "Mmm."

Having received consent, Chen Hao no longer hesitated.

He took a deep breath, bent down, carefully slipped one hand under Lin Caiwei's knees, and steadily supported her back and under her shoulder blades with the other hand.

"It might hurt a little, just bear with it."

He reminded him in a low voice.

Lin Caiwei closed her eyes, nodded, and instinctively wrapped her arms around Chen Hao's neck to maintain her balance.

Chen Hao used his arms to lift her up carefully in his arms.

Her body was very light, soft and warm to hold, and carried the moisture and fragrance of a post-bath.

However, the moment he picked her up, the movement caused the collar of her already loosely wrapped bathrobe to slip open slightly.

Chen Hao's gaze inadvertently swept over a patch of snow-white, delicate, beautifully curved skin and a deep, alluring cleavage that caught his eye without warning.

Chen Hao's heart felt like it had been hit hard by something, skipping a beat, and the muscles in his arms holding Lin Caiwei tensed up involuntarily.

He quickly forced himself to look away, but the visual impact of that moment was already deeply etched in his mind, making his breathing somewhat unsteady.

Lin Caiwei felt a cool sensation on her chest the moment she was picked up. Looking down, she blushed deeply and her ears burned.

She hurriedly loosened one of her arms from Chen Hao's neck and frantically tried to pull the collar of her slipped bathrobe open, wanting to wrap it up again.

For a moment, even the excruciating pain in her ankle seemed to be lessened by this immense embarrassment.

Chen Hao sensed her movements and the stiffness in her body, knowing that she had noticed it too.

He didn't say anything, but simply held her tightly, took steady steps, and walked out of the bathroom and through the bedroom.

His movements were light and steady, as if he were holding a fragile, rare treasure.

Lin Caiwei leaned against his firm, warm chest, able to hear his steady, powerful heartbeat and feel the reassuring strength emanating from his arms.

The shyness and panic I felt earlier gradually subsided, replaced by a strange feeling of being cherished and protected.

Despite the complicated and awkward relationship between them, at this moment, all the man offered her was pure help and tender care.

Soon, Chen Hao walked to the bedside.

He bent down and gently placed Lin Caiwei on the soft bed, his movements as careful as if he were placing a fine piece of porcelain.

Upon touching the soft, dry bed, Lin Caiwei immediately and instinctively covered herself with the blanket, wrapping her body up tightly, leaving only her injured right foot and head exposed.

After doing this, she felt the awkward heat subside a little.

Chen Hao straightened up and looked at her, who had wrapped herself up like a silkworm. He found it somewhat amusing, but mostly he felt relieved.

At least she's feeling better now.

"Thank you..." Lin Caiwei said, her head bowed, her voice barely audible, her face still flushed.

"You're welcome." Chen Hao shook his head, his gaze falling on her right ankle, which was sticking out from under the blanket and was noticeably red and swollen. His brows furrowed again.

"Your sprain looks pretty serious. It needs to be treated, otherwise it will be more swollen and painful tomorrow."

Lin Caiwei looked at her horribly mangled ankle and was also worried:

"Then... what should we do? Call a doctor? Or have Si-qi buy some medicine?" But it's so late now...

Chen Hao looked at her, hesitated for a moment, and then said:

"Actually... I've learned some massage and bone-setting techniques, which are somewhat useful for sprains and falls." He offered a plausible excuse for the origin of his medical skills.

"If you don't mind, I can take a look first and do some initial treatment to relieve the pain and swelling. If that doesn't work, we'll call a doctor."

Lin Caiwei leaned against the headboard, her injured right foot resting on the low stool that Chen Haogang had brought over.

She bit her lower lip, a faint blush rising on her cheeks, her gaze fixed on her bare ankles—

A small lump had already swelled up there, standing out conspicuously against her fair skin.

"Are you really good at massage?" she asked softly, her voice hesitant.

Chen Hao sat on a chair by the bed and nodded seriously: "Trust me, I won't make you hurt any more."

He wasn't really sure himself. Although the system had indicated that his medical skills had reached the proficient level, this was the first time he had actually treated someone.

However, the sudden surge of knowledge and techniques in his mind gave him a strange sense of confidence—as if he had done it a thousand times before.

Lin Caiwei was silent for a few seconds, then softly hummed in agreement.

Having received consent, Chen Hao took a deep breath and focused his attention on her ankle.

He first gently pressed the skin around the swollen area with his fingers to feel the condition under the skin.

"I need to check first to see if any bones are broken," he explained, his movements professional and gentle.

"If it's just a soft tissue injury, massage will be very effective."

Looking at his focused profile, Lin Caiwei suddenly felt that the scene was somewhat unbelievable.

The young man who was so naive and flustered in the hotel room three years ago now seems like a seasoned doctor.

"There shouldn't be any broken bones." Chen Hao breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's just a minor ligament strain, plus the impact from the fall causing localized swelling."

As he spoke, he gently lifted her feet with both hands.

Lin Caiwei's feet are beautiful, with delicate skin and a well-proportioned shape, but the redness and swelling around her ankles at this moment ruins the overall beauty.

"It might hurt a little," Chen Hao looked up at her, his eyes serious.

"Just bear with it for a bit, and tell me if you really can't take it anymore."

Lin Caiwei nodded, her hands unconsciously gripping the bed sheet tightly.