From humble beginnings to the pinnacle of life

Upon seeing Su Qing come out, her cousin and the others immediately stood up and made an excuse to leave in a flash.

Su Qing stood there watching the three figures hurriedly leave, muttering to herself with a blank expression:

Why did they leave?

I took a drag on my cigarette, suppressing a laugh as I teased, "What else could it be? I was blinded by your dazzling aura, and I didn't dare to be a third wheel here."

Su Qing immediately shook her head smugly, even raising her hand to brush a stray hair behind her ear, and said haughtily:

"Of course, I shine wherever I go, I'm naturally charming."

I deliberately made an exaggerated nausea expression, which made Su Qing frown deeply and glare at me angrily:

"Hey! What's with that look? Are you disgusted with me?"

I suppressed a laugh and shook my head, saying, "It's nothing, I just wanted to say, can you please stop being so narcissistic!"

"That's called confidence, you rough guy wouldn't understand!" Su Qing rolled her eyes.

"Okay, okay, I don't understand." I joked, going along with her words. "But you have no one to rely on now, and you keep calling yourself 'this young lady,' so who are you now?"

One sentence left Su Qing speechless. Unable to win an argument with me, she resorted to her little tantrum and swung her hand at my arm.

I nimbly dodged her slap, making her miss her target.

But the girl wouldn't give up at all. She clenched her little fists and chased after me, determined to catch me and vent her anger today.

I turned and ran away; how could I let her get me?

"Lin Ye, stop right there! Don't run!"

She chased after me, shouting at me.

As I ran, I turned back to tease her: "I'm not stupid. Do you think I'd just stand still and let you hit and yell at me? Dream on."

She had no intention of giving up and was still chasing after him relentlessly.

But how could she outrun my legs, which are used to delivering food all year round? The difference in physical strength was obvious, and I easily left her far behind after running for a short distance.

When I stopped and looked back at her, she was already panting heavily, but she still had no intention of stopping and continued chasing after me.

I gave a helpless wry smile and waved my hand at her: "Miss, is it really necessary to take this so seriously? It was just a few jokes, do you have to beat me up to be satisfied?"

"That's right! You provoked me first, so stand still and don't move!"

"If you don't move, you're a puppy. Come and catch me if you dare." I even made a face at her, deliberately continuing to provoke her.

This completely ignited her competitive spirit. She was already exhausted, but after I provoked her, she gritted her teeth and accelerated again.

I turned and ran, but I hadn't gone more than a few steps when Su Qing suddenly screamed from behind.

I immediately stopped and turned around to look. I saw that Su Qing had fallen on the road and was lying on the ground in a disheveled state, her body curled up and her face showing pain.

At first, I thought she was faking a fall to extort money, so I joked, "Are you still going to chase me? You've fallen for it now. Get up quickly, I'll stand still and let you hit me a couple of times to calm you down."

Su Qing glared at me fiercely, but surprisingly didn't retort. Her brows were furrowed, and her expression didn't seem to be feigned.

I immediately sensed something was wrong, so I stopped joking and said seriously, "Alright, stop acting. I give up, okay? You stingy little thing, get up."

She remained silent, her shoulders slightly tense, and her expression of pain becoming increasingly evident.

My heart tightened instantly. I stopped joking and quickly walked over, cautiously asking:

"Are you really injured? Where did you hurt yourself? Does it hurt a lot?"

As I spoke, I reached out my hand to her, ready to help her up.

Unexpectedly, Su Qing was still angry with me and pushed my hand away.

However, the next second, tears streamed down her face as if they had been cut off.

But she bit her lip tightly to keep herself from making a sound, stubbornly arguing with me.

I panicked immediately: "No way, she fell down and cried? This is completely unlike the fearless Miss Su."

"Mind your own business," she retorted, her voice trembling with sobs.

Hearing that she could still talk back, I felt a little relieved and softened my tone, saying, "Tell me properly, where did you bump yourself? Which part of your body hit the ground first?"

Su Qing looked down at her chest, wiped away her tears, and feigned shyness, saying, "With all this, tell me, where will I land first?"

"Are you really acting, you idiot?"

Su Qing was very dissatisfied with my attitude and immediately retorted, "If I had this kind of acting skill, I would have gone to the entertainment industry to make movies and become a star long ago. Why would I need to be here in the wind and sun handing out flyers?"

That makes sense; the pained expression she had just made couldn't have been faked.

What puzzles me is why she was crying?

If you were crying, how could you possibly have the energy to argue with me now?

Stop dwelling on this trivial matter and ask seriously, "Seriously, where exactly are you hurt? Tell me properly."

Su Qing hung her head and muttered softly, "I sprained my ankle."

He added at the end, "You're really stupid; it took you so long to figure it out."

"If you complain one more time, I'm really not going to care about you anymore!"

She immediately shut her mouth and obediently calmed down.

I then looked down at her ankle and saw that her right foot was indeed slightly red and swollen.

I looked around, but there weren't any pharmacies or anything, so I said to her:

"Let me help you sit down over there. I'll go buy some medicine to rub on it for you."

Su Qing nodded gently in agreement, and I took the opportunity to lift her arm and put it on my shoulder for support.

She dared not put weight on her injured right foot, and every slight step she took would cause her to gasp in pain, her delicate face contorting in agony.

It took me a minute or two to walk those few steps to reach the stone bench by the roadside.

I finally helped her to sit down on a nearby stone bench, and then said to her, "Just wait here!"

I carefully helped her sit up and told her, "Be a good girl and wait here. Don't wander off. I'll be right back."

"I can't even move my legs, how am I supposed to walk?" Su Qing replied, pouting.

Without saying anything more, I turned and ran towards the pharmacy a few hundred meters away.

I've gotten pretty familiar with the area over the past few days, so I know exactly where the pharmacies are.

When I returned, panting, with the blood-activating and swelling-reducing medicine, that brat was actually holding a string of candied hawthorns and eating them with relish.

He doesn't look injured at all.

I was instantly both annoyed and amused. I strode up to her, put on a stern face, and asked, "So all my worry was for nothing? My foot hurts so much I can't walk, yet you're still in the mood for candied hawthorns. Were you deliberately playing a trick on me?"

Su Qing blinked her innocent big eyes, looked at me with a blank expression, and said matter-of-factly, "My foot hurts, can't I even eat something to ease my mood?"

I couldn't be bothered to argue with her. I looked down at her swollen ankle, the swelling clearly visible to the naked eye.

Without further ado, I squatted down in front of her, unwrapped the ointment, and said, "Bear with it, the doctor said it will sting a little."

She immediately chickened out and asked nervously, "How much will it hurt? Tell me in advance so I can be mentally prepared."

"How would I know? Just bear with it."

She immediately shook her head in protest: "No, I'm afraid of pain."

"So you're going to do this? If you don't apply the medicine, it will only hurt more, and it will continue to swell up, looking like a pig's trotter," I said deliberately to scare him.

"You're the one who's the pig!" Su Qing said angrily.

After saying that, she steeled herself, closed her eyes, and said, "Get it done, hurry up."

I lowered my head, poured the medicine into my palm, rubbed it together, then looked up at Su Qing and said:

"I'm coming! Just bear with it!"

"Come on, hurry up."