After a while, Xiao Yu slowly came around, feeling a cool sensation on her foot, not as swollen and painful as before.
She opened her eyes and saw Gong Ting spraying medicine on her foot. Remembering how he twisted it earlier so hard she heard the bones crack, she was inflamed with rage and kicked with her other foot.
With a "thump," Gong Ting was kicked off the bed by her.
Angry, he climbed up from the floor, glaring at the woman sprawled comfortably with an immensely lazy look, his teeth gritted in hatred, "You ungrateful woman."
Xiao Yu turned to look at him, her eyes clear and full of confusion, "Huh, what happened just now? Why are you kneeling on the floor?"
Gong Ting jumped up, not missing the sly smile at the corner of her mouth. Deeply annoyed, this woman was obviously kicking him off intentionally—repaying kindness with bitterness.
He leapt onto her, Xiao Yu couldn't dodge in time, pinned down by him, her body stiffened, "Gong Ting, get off me."
