Chapter 11: Healing Injuries

Chapter 11: Chapter 11: Healing Injuries

Song Xiaodong helped Miao Qingqing sit on the ground and said, "It’s so painful, it’s easy to break a bone."

Miao Qingqing’s body was trembling, sweat had already formed on her forehead, she was biting her teeth hard, and both hands were clutching her left calf.

Song Xiaodong reached out and held Miao Qingqing’s left calf, saying, "Come on, let me have a look. A fracture is not a big deal; it’ll be sorted out in minutes."

Even though Miao Qingqing was in unbearable pain, she urgently said, "Don’t move it around; it hurts."

Song Xiaodong turned his head to look at Miao Qingqing and said, "Bear with it. What if it gets worse if you don’t receive treatment?"

Miao Qingqing bit her lip and said, "Do you... do you know how to treat it?"

"Of course, when I was a child, I always treated our pets like kittens and puppies when they broke their legs."

Miao Qingqing couldn’t help but feel annoyed and said urgently, "I’m human, you can’t treat me like an animal."

Song Xiaodong grinned at Miao Qingqing and said, "It’s pretty much the same." While speaking, his hand had already landed on her ankle.

"Hisss..." Miao Qingqing instantly inhaled a cold breath, her leg instinctively retracting, but Song Xiaodong’s other hand was holding her calf, making it impossible for her to move.

"Oh, the bone isn’t broken, just a sprain. It’s nothing serious," said Song Xiaodong casually.

"Really?" Miao Qingqing asked instinctively.

"Of course, with my experience of treating little dogs and cats, I could tell right away that there’s nothing wrong with your bone."

"You..." Miao Qingqing glared at Song Xiaodong and said, "Don’t insult me in a roundabout way."

"Haha, you caught on, did you? Just teasing you. I’m quite skilled with this kind of sprain. Bear with the pain a little, and let me treat it. Although you won’t be able to walk straight away, I can at least make it less painful."

As he spoke, Song Xiaodong started pressing on Miao Qingqing’s ankle.

"Ah! It hurts... Stop pressing," Miao Qingqing cried out in a hurry.

"You princesses can’t stand a bit of pain. What about childbirth? Can you decide not to give birth because it hurts?"

"You...how can that be the same?" Miao Qingqing, with both hands holding her calf, was on the verge of tears.

"Hold on, it’ll be over soon." As Song Xiaodong spoke, he suddenly exerted force with both hands, producing a sound of bone snapping back into place.

Miao Qingqing immediately let out a scream of agony. Her body arched backward, and she was lying on the ground.

"Hehe, actually your bone was dislocated. I’ve realigned it for you. I didn’t say it earlier because I was afraid you’d be scared."

Song Xiaodong grinned, continuing to press on Miao Qingqing’s ankle.

Miao Qingqing only felt the pain was making her weak, lying on the ground without the strength to get up, breathing heavily, and she took a long while to recover.

Song Xiaodong turned his head to look at Miao Qingqing, grinned, and said, "Hey, hey, don’t just lie there like that. You look like you’re all set, waiting for me to get on you."

"Who... who’s waiting for you to..." Miao Qingqing hastily propped herself up on the ground, struggling to sit up, and glared fiercely at Song Xiaodong.

"You’re still denying it? Look at your pose just now: sprawling on the ground, legs apart, if not waiting for me, then what?"

"Did you... Did that hurt because I let you do it?"

With a smirk, Song Xiaodong said, "Do you? Heh heh, well, I did ’do’ you."

"You... I want to say again, that wasn’t me, it was my sister Miao Xuanxuan."

"It’s all the same anyway. You two look exactly alike. In my heart, doing her felt almost like doing you."

"It’s not the same. She’s her, and I’m me. If you keep talking like that, I’ll... I’ll..."

Rolling his eyes, Song Xiaodong said, "Do what to me? Turn against me? I am your lifesaver, you know? Traditionally, when a hero saves a damsel, she should offer herself in return."

"Keep dreaming," Miao Qingqing glared at Song Xiaodong fiercely, but she wasn’t really angry about his teasing. Without this guy, she wouldn’t just be dead but would have died a humiliating death.

"Feeling better now?" said Song Xiaodong after a moment.

"Eh, it does seem less painful." Miao Qingqing had been too busy arguing with Song Xiaodong to notice her foot, but now she realized the pain had indeed lessened.

"Of course, a little injury like this is nothing to me, no different from a scratch on a puppy or kitten."

"You are still insulting me, you jerk." Miao Qingqing glared at him again, though there was no longer any anger in her eyes.

"Alright, let’s get out of here. A drenched beauty like you with me, I’m really afraid I won’t be able to resist eating you up."

With those words, Song Xiaodong swiftly swept her up into a princess carry.

"Ah! What are you doing?" Miao Qingqing screamed in sudden fear.

"Of course, I’m carrying you out. Do you think you can walk in your condition?" Song Xiaodong retorted, giving her a look.

"I can walk, I can walk. My foot isn’t that sore anymore."

"Enough, don’t act tough. You’re covered in dirty water. I’m not the least bit interested in getting it on with you, and I’m not even complaining about you dirtying my clothes, so be thankful."

Without further discussion, Song Xiaodong carried her off into the cornfield following the path they came by.

Miao Qingqing’s face was flushed with intense embarrassment. She had never been carried by a man like this, and this man was domineering, not even bothering to ask for her opinion, leaving her feeling infuriated and ashamed, yet utterly powerless.

When Song Xiaodong carried Miao Qingqing to the car, they saw the two criminals now embracing each other, each holding a dagger in their hand, plunged into the other’s chest, choosing to end their sinful lives in such a way.

"They..." Miao Qingqing hadn’t seen them clearly.

"They’re enjoying each other." Song Xiaodong smiled, putting Miao Qingqing into the back seat of the car before he went to retrieve her phone, saying, "Call your dad and get him to handle this. I don’t want any contact with the police; it’s too much hassle."

Quickly, Miao Qingqing called Miao Qingyuan, explained the situation, and shared her location through her phone.

She had just hung up when she saw Song Xiaodong approaching with several bottles of mineral water.

"Clean all your little wounds. You’re so delicate; you probably have no immunity and are prone to infections. Also, if you don’t treat them quickly, they might scar, and your body... tsk tsk, it’s perfect. It’d be a pity if any scars were left behind."

Looking at Song Xiaodong’s intoxicated expression, Miao Qingqing knew he was definitely recalling the incident from two years ago, making her feel as if he had seen her naked all over again, incredibly shy and awkward.