Chapter 68 – 68 68 Indeed, She Has No Feelings for Him

Chapter 68: Chapter 68: Indeed, She Has No Feelings for Him Chapter 68: Chapter 68: Indeed, She Has No Feelings for Him Meng Chuyue originally didn’t want to bother with Shen Ci.

Upon realizing his injury was on his right leg, her eyelids twitched–could this be the incident that caused his disability in his previous life?

She sneakily glanced at his bruised yet still captivatingly handsome face and couldn’t help but ask in a low voice, “Is your right leg injured?

Is it serious?”

Shen Ci: “…”

Why is she only concerned about my leg?

I have injuries on my face, obviously from being hit.

She should ask–“Are you hurt?

Is it serious?”

Her question was so strange, incredibly strange.

He looked at Meng Chuyue, puzzled, and forgot to respond to her.

Meng Chuyue thought Shen Ci felt her question was redundant: It was obvious he was hurt; why even ask.

She chuckled sheepishly, “I have a very effective ointment.

Let me see the injury on your leg to see if it’s needed.”

Meng Chuyue indeed had a very effective ointment for external injuries.

It was not made by her using Space Spiritual Plants.

She did have that idea; in her previous life, after acquiring the space, she also quietly studied traditional Chinese medicine.

But it had only been two years; her health was poor and her physical strength lacking, and she was self-taught.

She hadn’t learned much and didn’t dare make her medicine.

The ointment was a highly-priced magic remedy for wounds she bought from Han’s Pharmaceutical shortly before her rebirth.

After cutting her finger while chopping vegetables, she bought it because the healing effects of the Space Spirit Plants were too slow, and it worked very well.

After applying it, the wound on her hand had nearly healed within a day.

Meng Chuyue’s current plan was, if Shen Ci’s injury was minor, to give him half a bottle of the ointment.

If the injury was severe, she would persuade him to go to the hospital.

Shen Ci was a bit at a loss.

If it were any other girl bothering him like this, he would definitely walk away.

But Meng Chuyue…

Perhaps because she had once saved him, he couldn’t bring himself to be indifferent to her.

Moreover, although she was concerned about him, she wasn’t like other girls with ulterior motives.

Being with her, he felt relaxed, without the pressure of romantic feelings.

He gave a wry smile, “It’s nothing, just some superficial wounds.”

Saying this, he pulled up his trouser leg a bit to show Meng Chuyue the wound.

Meng Chuyue looked at his swollen calf, widened her eyes, and stepped back, “It’s very swollen.

I think you should go to the hospital for a check to see if it’s fractured.

I’m not trying to scare you, but I’ve seen a lot of cases like this.

For example, an old man in our village once fell on flat ground, felt fine at the time, but the next day he couldn’t even get out of bed.

When he was taken to the hospital, they discovered he had broken two ribs…”

As Meng Chuyue went on, her cheeks turned slightly red.

She accidentally said too much.

It wasn’t her fault, in her previous life while working as a maid for the Zhao family, she didn’t know she was being schemed against and was always optimistic and cheerful.

Shen Ci then realized his leg was actually swollen.

How could it be swollen?

It was just a kick from Shen Wenxiu.

He had touched the bones before, and it was fine.

Even now, the bones didn’t hurt.

But since it was swollen, it indeed couldn’t be taken lightly.

He nodded, “I’ll go to the hospital now.”

Meng Chuyue, “…”

Haha, I didn’t expect Shen Ci to be so easy-going.

She looked around and asked, “Can you go by yourself?

Do you need me to call your family?”

Shen Ci: “…”

Meng Chuyue really had no special intentions for him, she didn’t even volunteer to take him to the hospital.

Good, it’s rare to meet such a carefree girl.

He curled his lips, looked at the stairs, then at his increasingly swollen leg, abandoned the idea of going home first, and said to Meng Chuyue, “Can you go to the convenience store at the entrance of the complex and call my friend Long Yue for me, ask him to take me?

The number is…”

The landline number was very short, Meng Chuyue remembered it quickly.

She put down the groceries and fruits she was holding in front of Shen Ci, “There are some fruits inside, you can have some if you want, I’ll be right back.”

Since Shen Ci felt using her family’s phone to call his friend wasn’t right, she just went along with it.