The school medical office.
Today, even the school doctor went off to visit the school anniversary celebration, leaving only one doctor on duty, who quickly put Amelia Wright on a drip.
The school doctor handed iodine and medication to Emma Lewis: "She has some bruises on her body, the nurse isn't here, could you help her apply the medicine?"
Emma instinctively replied, "How can that be appropriate? Men and women shouldn't have physical contact!"
The school doctor looked at Emma with a hesitant expression.
Emma then realized: "Oh, right, sorry, I forgot, I'm a woman..."
Emma resignedly disinfected and medicated Amelia Wright.
The more she treated, the angrier her eyes became.
"Those bastards from the Wright family, how could they abuse her like this, with injuries all over. Ava Wright, that cunning white lotus, she only knows how to pretend, pretending to her uncle, look at that poor little arm all pinched and bleeding."
That's where Emma was mistaken; these injuries on Amelia were all self-inflicted recently.
Amelia Wright now didn't care about her body at all.
To her, as long as she didn't die, it was fine.
The IV drip slowly flowed into the blue veins, and Amelia slept so soundly, she looked incredibly obedient.
Thinking about how Amelia had offended Sophia and Ava Wright today, Emma wasn't comfortable leaving Amelia there alone, so she decided to stay by her side.
Just because Amelia called her brother, she had to see it through!
But the longer Emma waited, the more uneasy she became. Amelia had been unconscious for several hours; it was already dark, and she still hadn't woken up.
Feeling a bit uneasy, Emma couldn't help but start scolding the school doctor: "Are you even a real doctor? You can't even treat a headache and fever, why hasn't she woken up yet? You needed two tries to find a vein for the drip, look at that bruised little hand, is it your eyesight or your skill that's lacking..."
The school doctor dared not retort from the corner.
Emma stopped scolding abruptly when she suddenly met a pair of gentle, affectionate eyes.
Amelia had woken up.
Emma quickly approached and asked, "How are you feeling? Any better?"
Amelia opened her eyes and started struggling to get up, weakly saying, "I want to go back, I don't want to be here."
Emma stared wide-eyed: "In your condition, how can you go back?"
Amelia continued to struggle, the smell of disinfectant seemed to place her in hell, as if she was feeling the pain of cancer from a past life, triggering a stress response, and she started sweating coldly.
"Oh no, don't move, you're pulling the needle, fine! I'll take you back immediately!"
Emma once again compromised.
This really wasn't her fault.
Blame it on that damned misunderstanding.
As her brother, how could she hold too many grudges against her sister!
Now, looking at Amelia, everything seemed agreeable, she thought Amelia was just too sweet, like a cat, a cat so precious you'd be afraid your dirty hands wouldn't be worthy of petting her!
How could she not be soft-hearted and compromise?
Emma had the school doctor remove the needle, took some medicine, and carried Amelia out of the school medical office.
A six-foot Emma, holding a five-and-a-half-foot Amelia, was no doubt a perfect princess carry.
After leaving the place filled with the scent of disinfectant, Amelia's stress response slowly subsided. Perhaps due to extreme weakness, she sweated a bit while struggling and fell back into a slumber leaning against Emma.
By this time, it was already dark, and Emma had just reached the entrance of the dormitory carrying Amelia when a shadow, with a sharp aura, attacked her.
"Who?"
Emma quickly retreated a few steps.
Under the dim light of the street lamp not far away, she couldn't see the attacker's face clearly, only seeing that he was half a head taller than her.
This person emitted a violent murderous intent, a malice that seemed determined to tear someone apart, even more terrifying than the masters she'd met in the army, this was definitely not a student from Elegant Art.
The fight began without a word.
Because Emma was holding Amelia, she was completely at a disadvantage.
The opponent's attacks became increasingly fierce, Emma took several hits, feeling as if her bones were about to break, she took a step back, retreating step by step.
With one misstep, Emma couldn't dodge in time, seeing that the opponent was about to hit Amelia in her arms, Emma exclaimed inwardly, deciding to take the hit herself.
Unexpectedly, the man delivering these vicious attacks withdrew his hand when he was about to touch Amelia.
A low, hoarse male voice suppressedly said, "Give her to me!"