Steamed bun, are you scared

"Hey, kid, don't take advantage of this opportunity to grope around."

Lin Mo didn't even lift his head. "I come from a family of bone - setters. I'm good at bone - setting and treating injuries, so there's no need for that kind of thing."

At this moment, a voice sounded from the crowd that had been following behind.

"Yeah, I was tripped on purpose before, and Lin Mo helped me out. It worked really well, and I'm fine now."

Hearing this, the school doctor didn't say anything more and just let Lin Mo continue.

Jiang Yunlu only felt a tingling and comfortable sensation in her foot.

She almost let out a groan but managed to suppress it with her rationality.

After a while, Lin Mo slowly put down Jiang Yunlu's foot.

"Okay, although there will still be some soreness, it'll be fine in a few days."

Jiang Yunlu got off the bed and put a little weight on her injured foot. Sure enough, the initial sharp pain was gone.

Moreover, the swollen foot that had looked like a pig's trotter had returned to its former delicate appearance.

Even the school doctor beside them was a bit surprised.

"Seems like he really is from a family of bone - setters. If I had this skill... I'd still just be a school doctor."

The school doctor sat back down like someone who was just muddling through life, looking completely detached.

After spraying some Yunnan Baiyao on her foot, Jiang Yunlu put on her shoes and stood up. She found that the discomfort in her foot wasn't too bad.

So she couldn't help but look up at Lin Mo.

"Can we go back and continue the competition now?"

"Miss Jiang, you sprained your foot. Don't even think about going back to the competition."

Lin Mo looked at Jiang Yunlu, who looked very disappointed.

"But I really want to go back and give Wang Senling a good beating."

Jiang Yunlu rarely looked so dejected. As soon as the two of them left the school infirmary, the classmates from Class 8 all asked about Jiang Yunlu's condition.

Jiang Yunlu knew that everyone was concerned about her, so her expression became even more downcast.

Looking at Jiang Yunlu like this, Lin Mo could only sigh.

"Alright, alright, go ahead."

Hearing this, Jiang Yunlu's previously dejected expression suddenly brightened.

She suddenly grabbed Lin Mo's arm.

"Really?!"

Actually, Lin Mo knew exactly what Jiang Yunlu meant.

Since she was injured, Lin Mo would have to do most of the work in the mixed - doubles. If Lin Mo didn't agree, they would have to give up the mixed - doubles championship.

But now that Lin Mo had agreed, it meant that Lin Mo would step up.

For some reason, Jiang Yunlu believed that as long as Lin Mo was willing to take action, they would definitely win the competition!

Ma Li frowned beside them.

"Is it really okay? A sprained foot can be a serious matter."

Lin Mo turned to look at Ma Li.

"Don't worry. You were tripped and you got better in a few days. A sprained foot is just a minor problem."

Ma Li thought it made sense after hearing that.

So he could only nod. Seeing that Jiang Yunlu didn't limp as she walked, he felt a bit more relieved.

After all, if she forced herself to play with an injury, it might cause even more serious harm.

On the way, Lin Mo patiently said, "Later, you don't need to run around. Just stay at the backcourt. I'll take care of it."

Jiang Yunlu's eyes curved into a smile and she nodded repeatedly. "We're counting on you for the second championship. You have to beat that... whoever it is."

Due to her family upbringing, Jiang Yunlu couldn't say anything harsh.

But Lin Mo didn't have such taboos. "How about shaving that bitch's head?"

Hearing Lin Mo's words, Jiang Yunlu suddenly felt excited.

Maybe it was because Lin Mo had said what was on her mind.

There was a rebellious side in every well - behaved girl.

She couldn't swear, but she was happy when someone else said the swear words for her.

Of course, some people really had high moral standards and didn't swear.

As they climbed the stairs, Jiang Yunlu still felt some pain in her ankle.

That was because Lin Mo hadn't completely cured her foot.

After all, a too - miraculous cure would arouse suspicion.

There was a group of classmates from Class 8 following behind them. They were like the most loyal supporters, cheering for Lin Mo and Jiang Yunlu.

The men's singles final had already ended while Lin Mo was carrying Jiang Yunlu downstairs.

And at this moment, the mixed - doubles competition was about to start.

Wang Senling was holding a badminton racket and standing beside the coach in charge of the school's badminton team.

"Coach, Jiang Yunlu sprained her foot. She probably can't play the mixed - doubles. How about just ending it like this? Anyway, A Jun just finished the men's singles and he's a bit tired."

However, the coach, Wang Yiping, shook his head.

"It's not up to you. At least Jiang Yunlu has to tell me herself."

This Wang Yiping was a fair - minded coach.

At this time, there was a sound from the stairs. Wang Senling turned to look and was surprised to see that Jiang Yunlu had come back.

Wasn't she carried away just now?

Seeing that Jiang Yunlu seemed to be walking okay, Wang Senling thought that Jiang Yunlu must have been pretending to deceive her and make her let down her guard.

On this side, Wang Yiping also saw Jiang Yunlu coming back.

Jiang Yunlu walked up to Wang Yiping.

"Coach, is the competition about to start? Am I not late?"

Wang Yiping had noticed that Jiang Yunlu walked a bit unsteadily, so he asked, "Wang Senling said you sprained your foot. Are you okay?"

He had been hosting the men's singles final just now, so he hadn't paid attention to Jiang Yunlu's situation.

"I went to the school infirmary. It's not a big problem."

"Are you sure?" Wang Yiping looked at Jiang Yunlu suspiciously.

"It's okay, coach. I might have to withdraw from the women's singles, but in the mixed - doubles, I have a teammate, right?"

Hearing Jiang Yunlu say this, Wang Yiping didn't say anything more.

After all, young people were full of energy.

Moreover, Jiang Yunlu really didn't seem to be in a very serious condition. If the problem was serious, he would stop the competition.

"Okay, you can go and get ready. The competition can start after A Jun has rested."

Jiang Yunlu looked into the distance.

"Xu Congjun won."

"Yes. If Wang Senling had won the women's singles against you and then won the mixed - doubles with you, they would have taken all three championships."

Hearing this, Wang Senling's face didn't look good because she had lost the women's singles, and it was a crushing defeat.

Jiang Yunlu grinned. "Fortunately, I won. At least they won't take all three championships."

But Wang Senling said, "Actually, you're in this condition. Why don't you just give the mixed - doubles championship to us?"

"What? Are you scared?"

An untimely voice sounded.

Lin Mo walked over. Looking at this bitch's pretentious expression, he really wanted to punch her.

But this was a school.

Wang Senling's face changed slightly, but she managed to suppress her emotions.

"No, I'm just worried that Yunlu's foot will get even more injured."

Lin Mo stepped forward and stood in front of Jiang Yunlu, grinning. "Don't worry. She's just the assistant. I'll be the one to win this competition."

Lin Mo's undisguised words attracted the attention of many people around, including Xu Congjun, who was sitting on the side resting.

Xu Congjun frowned as he looked at Lin Mo and then at Jiang Yunlu's expression.

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