You Rong lowered his eyes, looking at Lin Qinghe's hand clutching his sleeve, and did not answer immediately.
Lin Qinghe abruptly withdrew her hand, not daring to meet You Rong's gaze, and stammered, "Actually, actually... it's fine, I can manage by myself, you can go out..."
You Rong said in a deep voice, "I'm not going out. I'm here."
Lin Qinghe lowered her head, seeming embarrassed, and said in a very small voice, "...Thank you."
The doctor brought the medicinal wine and began to treat Lin Qinghe's sprained ankle. The doctor's touch was actually quite gentle, not too painful.
Lin Qinghe's eyes flickered. Even though it didn't hurt, she had to pretend it did, otherwise, how could she increase You Rong's favorability?
Lin Qinghe lowered her head, blinked her eyes vigorously, making her eyes a little red and watery, and then whispered, "Doctor, please be gentler, it really hurts... hiss! It really hurts."
The doctor looked at his hand with a puzzled expression, likely wondering if his force was too great. "It requires a bit more pressure for the medicinal wine to take effect quickly. Please bear with it for a moment."
With red eyes, Lin Qinghe nodded pitifully, "Okay, I understand. Doctor, please continue, I'll try to endure it!"
Doctor: "Alright, I'll continue massaging it for you."
The doctor focused on massaging Lin Qinghe's sprained ankle. Lin Qinghe feigned unbearable pain and reached out to grab You Rong's hand. She clearly felt You Rong's body stiffen, wanting to pull his hand back, but Lin Qinghe clasped his fingers first, holding his hand tightly, and continued her performance, "Doctor, it really hurts... be gentler, just a little gentler..."
Seeing this, You Rong seemed a bit helpless. Instead of pulling his hand away, he said, "Don't look at the doctor... think about something else. You're feeling too much pain because you're overly concerned."
"Then... okay." Lin Qinghe looked up at You Rong, "Then you keep me company and chat with me, to distract me."
"..." You Rong asked, "What do you want to talk about?"
A glint flashed in Lin Qinghe's eyes, "Why... why did you block me on WeChat? Do you hate me that much?"
You Rong was silent for two seconds, "...No, I just felt we had nothing to contact each other about, so WeChat wasn't necessary."
"Who says there's nothing! For the future publicity of the 'A City of Love' drama, we'll definitely have to promote it together. We're both in the entertainment industry, so there will definitely be places for us to cooperate. Who says there's nothing to contact about! I think there are many things that require contact!"
You Rong: "..."
Seeing You Rong remain silent, Lin Qinghe continued, "When you go back, can you unblock me on WeChat?"
You Rong still didn't speak, his brows furrowed slightly, seemingly unwilling to agree to Lin Qinghe's request.
An idea struck Lin Qinghe. She deliberately let out a muffled groan, as if to remind You Rong, "I got injured saving you today, and you won't even unblock my WeChat? Is that what you're saying?"
As Lin Qinghe had expected, You Rong couldn't remain completely unmoved. He took out his phone from his pocket and unblocked Lin Qinghe's WeChat. "Yes, it's done."
Lin Qinghe's eyes curved into a smile, "Great! I know. Don't worry, I won't bother you normally. Unless it's something important, I won't message you!"
Looking at Lin Qinghe's bright eyes, You Rong's gaze flickered, and he said calmly, "Doesn't it hurt anymore?"
Lin Qinghe's expression froze for a moment. She quickly realized she had gotten too happy and forgotten to pretend in front of You Rong. She immediately changed her expression, furrowed her brows, and put on an act of enduring pain, "Hiss... Doctor, gentler, gentler! It really hurts!"
The doctor said helplessly, "I'm not using much force, it's quite gentle. Just bear with it... You weren't crying out in pain earlier, but now you are..."
Lin Qinghe gave an awkward laugh and didn't dare to reply. She peeked at You Rong from the corner of her eye. Seeing that he didn't seem suspicious and didn't ask further questions, she finally felt relieved.
Thank goodness.
When the program crew returned after paying the bills, the doctor had also finished massaging Lin Qinghe with the medicinal wine and said, "Alright, be careful for the next two days. Walk less and rest more."
"Okay, thank you, Doctor."
Lin Qinghe got off the hospital bed. She didn't want You Rong to carry her again and planned to let the program crew help her walk out. Unexpectedly, You Rong knelt down in front of her.
Lin Qinghe was stunned, "You Rong, what are you... are you going to carry me? It's okay, I feel much better now and can walk with someone's help."
"Get on. The doctor said to walk less."
"But..."
Lin Qinghe pretended to hesitate, afraid that if she climbed on too directly, it would arouse You Rong's suspicion. But in just a moment, You Rong misunderstood. He said, "Don't worry, you're wearing a mask and won't be easily recognized. Even if you are, I'm carrying you because you're actually injured, so there won't be any unwarranted gossip."
"It's not that! I don't care about that, I just..." Lin Qinghe no longer hesitated and climbed onto You Rong's back. Then she said in a muffled voice, "I saw you looked a little tired carrying me down the mountain, I didn't want you to get more tired..."
You Rong tossed her slightly on his back, "The road from the hospital isn't far, and you're not heavy. I won't get tired."
After You Rong finished speaking, he carried Lin Qinghe out of the hospital and into the car. The two headed back to the village where the filming was taking place.
In the car, the program crew had already called the director and producer. They turned back and said to Lin Qinghe with some difficulty, "Qinghe, you're injured, so filming will definitely be inconvenient from now on. Our director said it depends on your decision... Whether you want to withdraw from filming or continue, we can accept either."
Lin Qinghe secretly glanced at You Rong. You Rong's expression was unreadable, which made her feel a little uneasy.
You Rong probably hoped she would quit filming, so there would be no one to bother him for the next few days.
But she had asked Zhang Shanghua for help to finally have this chance to see You Rong. How could she leave now!
Lin Qinghe said without hesitation, "I don't think it's a big problem. I can endure the rest of the filming. I want to continue!"
The program crew members were obviously pleased to hear this, "Okay! We understand. Don't worry, we'll adjust the upcoming filming content and try our best to accommodate you!"
"Okay, thank you."
After communicating with the program crew, the car became quiet.
Lin Qinghe couldn't help but steal glances at You Rong frequently. After hesitating for a long time, she finally asked in a low voice, "You're unhappy that I'm staying to film... aren't you?"
You Rong glanced at Lin Qinghe. Seeing her crestfallen expression, he inexplicably said, "...I'm not."
Lin Qinghe's face visibly brightened with joy, and she smiled, "Great! It's good that you're not unhappy. I was worried you would be..." Sudan Novel Network
You Rong didn't reply and lowered his gaze.
Why did she care so much about his opinion?
At the same time, Lin Qinghe heard the system prompt again: "Progress bar increased by 2%, total progress bar is 5%."