An Ran expressed her thanks without refusal, as she was truly worn out on this journey. She had never carried so much before, and she pondered whether she should learn from Mu Xingfeng and practice cross-country with weights in the future.
Thinking about how he carried her uphill without missing a beat, chatting the entire way, she truly felt admiration for him from the bottom of her heart.
"How are you doing? Are you okay?" Lu Yi noticed An Ran constantly rubbing her shoulder and stepped forward to ask.
"I'm okay," An Ran replied with a smile. Lu Yi had already taken good care of her on this trip, afraid that her medicine box was too heavy, and even took her luggage for her.
But the more she rubbed her shoulder, the more it hurt. When she lifted the fabric to check, she found blood blisters had formed on her shoulder. Perhaps it was from her rubbing, as one blister had broken, releasing yellowish fluid.
