When Su Hao opened his eyes, all he saw was Aunt Meijing's fair collarbone. A faint, subtle fragrance wafted over, making Su Hao feel intoxicated in body and mind. He supported Aunt Meijing's shoulders and called out softly.
"Auntie, are you alright?"
"Alright? Xiao Hao, I'm sorry, I didn't stand steadily." Aunt Meijing shook her head slightly and slowly stood up, kneeling beside Su Hao: "Xiao Hao, let me help you up."
"Okay… Hiss…" Su Hao nodded, taking Aunt Meijing's soft little hand, but as soon as he straightened up, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his waist, causing him to involuntarily gasp.
"Xiao Hao, what's wrong?" Aunt Meijing looked at Su Hao's pained expression and asked nervously: "Did you hurt your waist?"
"I think so, it hurts a bit." Su Hao pressed his hands on the ground and lay back down.
The waist is a very important part of the body, so Su Hao didn't dare to move recklessly now.
"Xiao Hao, you lie here and don't move, I'll go get you some ointment." Aunt Meijing finished speaking and quickly ran to her room.
Would the ointment at home even work? Su Hao sighed and opened the points mall; he remembered having unlocked healing items before.
"It actually costs twenty points, what a rip-off." Su Hao scanned the dazzling array of items before him and quickly fixed his gaze on a thumb-sized jade bottle.
Diluted Guanyin Water: Can heal non-serious bodily injuries.
My waist injury shouldn't be serious, right? Su Hao gritted his teeth, exchanged for a bottle of Guanyin Water, and drank it in one gulp, feeling no different from ordinary mineral water.
Then he pressed his hands on the ground, trying to straighten up, and his waist indeed no longer hurt.
"Xiao Hao, I found the ointment!" Aunt Meijing's voice came from a distance, and Su Hao quickly lay back down.
Turning his head, he saw Aunt Meijing hurrying over.
"Xiao Hao, I'll help you turn over and apply the ointment. Just bear with the pain." Aunt Meijing crouched beside Su Hao and said softly.
"Auntie, actually I'm fine now. I lay down for a while, and I feel like my waist doesn't hurt anymore." Su Hao thought about it and felt that taking advantage of Aunt Meijing's sympathy was indeed a bit inappropriate.
Moreover, he wouldn't get any benefits, at most a little physical contact when she applied the ointment. It was better to just tell the truth.
"It doesn't hurt anymore? But your expression was so pained just now. Xiao Hao, listen to me, don't try to be strong, a waist injury can be very serious."
Aunt Meijing finished speaking, carefully turned Su Hao over, and lifted his shirt, exposing the skin of his waist.
"Alright." Seeing that explaining was useless, Su Hao obediently lay prone on the floor.
Anyway, it's just applying ointment. If Auntie wants to apply it, let her.
"Xiao Hao, I'm starting. If you feel pain, just say so." Aunt Meijing squeezed the ointment onto her fingertips and said to Su Hao.
"Mm." Su Hao nodded obediently, his gaze shifting to Aunt Meijing's jade feet.
He only now realized that Aunt Meijing wasn't even wearing shoes or socks; she was just barefoot.
Since Aunt Meijing was crouching beside Su Hao at this moment, when Su Hao turned his head, her crystal-clear jade feet were right before his eyes. Su Hao even felt that if he just leaned his head forward a bit, his nose could touch the back of Aunt Meijing's foot.
"Xiao Hao, does it hurt here?" Aunt Meijing didn't notice Su Hao's gaze, lowering her head and carefully applying the ointment to Su Hao's waist.
"No pain." Su Hao casually replied, and after a moment's hesitation, curiously reached out a finger and touched Aunt Meijing's toes.
Aunt Meijing was concentrating on applying the ointment when she suddenly felt an unusual sensation on her foot. Her heart jumped, and she looked down in surprise.
She saw Su Hao earnestly poking her toes with his finger, just like a child who had received a beloved toy.
Aunt Meijing was stunned for a moment, her expression turning strange. Then she sighed helplessly, moved her foot a bit closer to Su Hao, and pretended not to notice Su Hao's little action.
So feet could be this soft too. Su Hao glanced up, and seeing that Aunt Meijing hadn't noticed his little action, he reached out his hand, preparing to grasp Aunt Meijing's jade feet.
Just then, the front door suddenly opened, and Wan'en's surprised voice came through.
"Mom, what are you two doing?"
"Xiao Hao just twisted his waist, I'm applying medicine for him." Aunt Meijing's face was slightly red as she explained in a flustered tone.
"Twisted his waist?" Wan'en exclaimed, hurrying over and pushing Aunt Meijing aside.
Su Hao was startled, only feeling that the jade feet before him suddenly changed appearance.
"For a waist injury, you need to first let his body relax and check if there's any dislocation." Wan'en reached out, carefully pressing Su Hao's waist: "Su Hao, how long has it been since you got injured?"
"About ten minutes, I guess." Su Hao said, his gaze sweeping left and right, silently comparing Aunt Meijing's and Wan'en's jade feet in his mind.
From the details, Aunt Meijing's jade feet were more symmetrical, truly a case of 'a bit more would be too plump, a bit less would be too slender,' possessing a harmonious beauty.
In comparison, while Wan'en's jade feet were fairer, they were a bit larger and not as perfect as Aunt Meijing's.
However, Wan'en actually wore a silver anklet on her ankle, which shimmered under the moonlight at this moment, adding many points to her charm.
"Ten minutes? That's not too bad. Mom, go get me an ice pack." Wan'en pressed Su Hao's waist inch by inch, asking in a low voice: "Does it hurt here? How about here?"
Su Hao's answer was, naturally, that it didn't hurt anywhere.
"Strange, why doesn't it hurt anywhere? And there's no bone injury either." Wan'en murmured to herself in confusion, while Aunt Meijing had already brought the ice pack over.
"Mom, are you sure Su Hao really sprained his waist?"
"I think so. Xiao Hao's expression was very pained at first, but after lying down for a while, he suddenly said he didn't hurt anymore." Aunt Meijing recalled earnestly.
"Then try standing up?" Wan'en stood up and said to Su Hao.
"Alright." Su Hao snapped back to attention, withdrawing his gaze from the two pairs of jade feet, and stood up, pushing off the ground.
"He's completely fine." Wan'en walked around Su Hao once, then looked at Aunt Meijing with a hint of complaint: "Mom, you're too nervous. He clearly has no problem at all."
"But… never mind… it's good that he's fine." Aunt Meijing frowned, wanting to argue, but in the end, she just offered a smile.
"Wan'en Jie, Auntie was just too concerned about me. Don't blame her." Su Hao stood beside Aunt Meijing, saying softly.
"Alright, alright, you two have such good feelings, I'm the bad guy, okay?" Wan'en grumbled, waving her hand casually: "I'm going to take a shower. You two go back to your own rooms."
Good feelings? The speaker had no intention, but the listener took it to heart. Aunt Meijing's face flushed, and she thought back to what happened in Su Hao's room last night.
"Auntie, you go back to your room and rest first. I'll install this thing." Su Hao pointed to the light tube above his head.
"I'll watch you here, so you don't fall down too." Aunt Meijing stood still, looking at Su Hao with concern.
"That works too." Su Hao nodded, and in less than a minute, he had finished changing the light tube while standing on the chair.
"Xiao Hao, you're really amazing, much stronger than me." Seeing Su Hao's effortless manner, Aunt Meijing bit her lip and said softly.
"That's because I'm taller than Auntie, so it's naturally a bit easier." Su Hao got down from the stool: "I'll go turn on the circuit breaker."
Aunt Meijing didn't say a word, staring blankly at Su Hao's back. She suddenly realized how tall he had grown.
The little brat in her memories had now grown into an adult.
"Auntie, what are you thinking about?" The light came on, and Su Hao walked in front of Aunt Meijing, waving his hand with a smile.
"I was thinking…" Aunt Meijing hesitated, then looked up at Su Hao: "Xiao Hao, do you really like my feet?"