After Shen Nian's reminder, Xia Yanchun stopped talking and obediently lay on his back, keeping a certain distance between her chest and his back.
Shen Nian had always been a bit of a pervert; she shouldn't have reminded him in the first place.
The parking spot wasn't far, just a few steps away.
Getting on the bike was more troublesome. Xia Yanchun struggled quite a bit before Shen Nian helped her onto the back seat. After she put on the helmet, Shen Nian got on and smoothly drove off.
"Should we go to the hospital?" This was Xia Yanchun's first time spraining her ankle. She only knew it hurt a lot, but she had no idea how serious it actually was.
But thinking about it, it was just losing balance while trying on high heels, probably just a common sprain.
"If you think it hurts a lot, we can go to the hospital to get it checked."
"Then maybe just buying some ointment to apply will be enough, like Yunnan Baiyao."
"We could also go to the hospital to get some anti-inflammatory medication."
"No need, it's not that serious." Xia Yanchun shook her head again.
Shen Nian had a knack for healing, so going to the hospital didn't make much difference anyway.
Not asking him to cure any life-threatening illness, but surely he could handle a sprained ankle, right?
If he couldn't even fix a sprained ankle, Shen Nian would really have to reconsider his system.
Back at the residential complex, Shen Nian bought the medicine at the pharmacy downstairs, then carried the pale-faced girl back to her boudoir.
"You look like you're in agony. The moment I leave, are you going to hug your foot and gasp in pain?" Shen Nian teased arrogantly, poking her forehead. Xia Yanchun, trying hard to endure the pain, looked oddly cute.
"Not that bad." Xia Yanchun was stubborn. She rolled up her pant leg; the swollen ankle showed no signs of getting worse.
They say the first day of a sprain isn't too bad, but it gets more painful after a night's sleep. She wasn't sure if that was true, but she was already considering asking for time off.
"You should lie down. Put your foot on a pillow. I'll find some ice for you to apply."
"Mhm, mhm, go quickly."
"How can you be so at ease? Anyone would think I'm your subordinate."
"I'm the older sister, you're the younger brother. This is how younger brothers should be."
"You've read too many novels. Real siblings are always at each other's throats."
After saying that, Shen Nian left the room. The sound of running water came from the bathroom.
Xia Yanchun struggled to pull a chair over, lifting her foot onto it with effort. This felt more comfortable, but an accidental movement still brought tears to her eyes—those were uncontrollable physiological tears.
Compared to a sprained ankle, getting covered in cow dung from setting off a firecracker in a dung pile was more likely to make her cry.
A sprain needs ice therapy, but not just ice cubes. It's best to use an ice pack with ice water. Apply for ten minutes each time, with an hour in between. This effectively relieves pain. Shen Nian remembered this from when he sprained his ankle before; he never thought he'd use it on Xia Yanchun now.
Luckily, their freezer had ice cubes, otherwise he'd have to go downstairs to buy ice water.
Unfortunately, there was no ice pack, so Shen Nian had to make do with a plastic bag.
Shen Nian returned to the girl's room with a basin of water. "You should thank me, Xia Yanchun. Without me, this household would fall apart."
"Hmph."
"Don't believe me? I could just touch you and run. In your current state, you can't do anything to me."
"Would you dare?"
"Why wouldn't I dare?" Shen Nian was amused.
"Daring or not, you can't!"
"Scaredy-cat."
Xia Yanchun puffed out her cheeks, feeling teased by Shen Nian. She felt like killing someone.
Even when she was like this, Shen Nian still wanted to argue with her. Did he have no conscience?
What kind of younger brother acts like this? Sob, life is so hard.
But watching Shen Nian wet the towel and gently drip water onto her foot, she didn't feel like crying anymore, nor that life was so hard.
Little flowers of joy bloomed in her heart, pitter-patter. She subconsciously curled her toes, tensing slightly, which made her purse her lips in pain again.
"What are you doing? Don't tense up. First, ice therapy to stop the pain, then I'll apply the medicine and massage it. You should be secretly happy I'm helping you so much."
"Aren't you going to ask me for a couple of leg pics?"
"I was just about to ask... ahem, if you have any decency, send me a couple of leg pics..." Shen Nian cleared his throat. He hadn't originally wanted to ask...
But since Xia Yanchun brought it up... not asking for leg pics would be disrespectful not only to Xia Yanchun but also to himself.
Xia Yanchun had an expression that said 'just as I expected,' lowering her eyelids slightly. "I knew it. Suppressing your urges, huh?"
"Damn, entrapment, is it?!"
"Forget about leg pics. If you really want some, I can find you a couple of pictures online. But still, thank you. There are 'Peanut Dasha' ice cream bars in my fridge."
Shen Nian didn't reply. He gently placed the plastic bag filled with ice water on Xia Yanchun's swollen ankle for the ice therapy. Xia Yanchun nervously held her breath.
Okay, okay, it doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt.
Her ankle felt cool. Whether it was the ice working that fast or just a psychological effect, she really did feel less pain.
"I carried you back and bought medicine with my own money, and all I get in return is a 2.5-yuan Peanut Dasha? Haki Chun, you really don't know how to treat people."
"What else do you want then? I'll pay you back for the medicine, treat you to ice cream, and when my foot's better, I'll treat you to a big meal. That should be enough, don't push your luck."
"Forget it, forget it. Just focus on icing your foot."
Shen Nian really went to the fridge to munch on Peanut Dasha bars. He angrily ate three in ten minutes. Eating ice, brain freeze, awesome!
Speaking of which, does eating a lot of ice cream in a short time causing a headache and still finding it enjoyable count as a kind of S&M?
Whips and candles are the traditionalists; ice cream is the innovator.
Strongly recommend all S&M enthusiasts eat five ice cream bars within ten minutes. Not only do you get delicious ice cream, it's also healthier than whips and candles.
Quickly join our innovative S&M faction. Everyone can be into S&M.
Dinner was fast food ordered for delivery. Shen Nian very rudely snatched half a sausage from Xia Yanchun's portion.
By eight in the evening, the ice water had been changed twice. Shen Nian was still sitting in Xia Yanchun's room keeping her company, sometimes looking at his phone, sometimes playing with Xia Yanchun's hair. Xia Yanchun didn't shoo him away either; when he looked at his phone, she would even lean over softly to see what he was looking at.
After sitting for a long time, Xia Yanchun would hum and lie down. When he wanted to lie down too, Xia Yanchun would suddenly sit up, leaving Shen Nian confused.
A pleasant, light fragrance wafted near his nose. Shen Nian's Adam's apple bobbed. He freed one hand to brush Xia Yanchun's hair aside, taking the chance to pinch her earlobe. Only after pinching for a while would Xia Yanchun push him away with her forehead.
She looked so docile.
It made Shen Nian's heart flutter. He wanted to grab Chun Bao and instantly refine her into the best in the world.
Watching the color slowly return to Xia Yanchun's pain-paled face, Shen Nian chuckled. "Does it hurt less now?"
"Pretty much."
Shen Nian stood up. "Come on, let me apply some medicine for you."
"Mmm, I-I'll do it myself!"
"I'll do it; it'll heal faster."
Watching Shen Nian already squatting by her feet, Xia Yanchun's eyelashes fluttered slightly, extremely embarrassed. "There's no such saying!"
"Don't doubt me. I'm pretty good at massage, buddy."
"Wah..."
Is... is this really how sworn enemies act...?
Xia Yanchun reflected, but when Shen Nian's palm, coated with medicine, covered the top of her foot, it really felt so, so comfortable.
Enjoying Shen Nian's attentiveness, Xia Yanchun's face flushed, her mind a tangled mess.
Little flowers bloomed one after another in her heart.
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