The boys also co to the village chief’s house for dinner after tidying up.
When Lu Yi arrived at the village chief’s house, he saw that An Ran had already changed into a T-shirt. Noticing the water stains seeping from her shoulder, he didn’t ask anything but headed straight to the room where the dical supplies were kept. He took out a box of wound dicine and a package of disposable syringes.
Wang Jiaqi saw the items in Lu Yi’s hand and her eyes narrowed, "Lu Yi, what are you doing with these things? Don’t you know our dical supplies are limited?"
Lu Yi ignored Wang Jiaqi and went straight to An Ran.
Seeing Lu Yi disregarding her, Wang Jiaqi stepped forward again, "Lu Yi, didn’t you hear what I said? We’re here to support the mountain area and provide free consultations to the elders and children. All the supplies are ant for them. You have no right to take these dicines."
What she wanted to say even more was that taking the dicines required her approval at the very least.
Lu Yi looked Wang Jiaqi up and down. He had followed the teacher’s arrangent properly along the way, purely because she was a teacher from Nan University, but that didn’t an he would obey unconditionally, nor did it an he had no temper.
On the contrary, as Young Master Lu, who was born with a silver spoon, how could he not have a temper?
"I have no right to take these dicines?" Lu Yi looked at Wang Jiaqi coldly, his aura fierce and chilling, causing the village chief and his wife standing behind Teacher Wang to step back two steps, wondering if all city kids were this intimidating.
"Teacher Wang seems to have forgotten how these dicines ca here. The Lu Family provided them for the elders in the mountains, and it’s unreasonable to say that our own people can’t use them when they’re hurt. And those vaccines for the children were supplied by the Wenshan Group because of An Ran’s connection. Is Teacher Wang really going to be ungrateful like this?"
After saying this, he ignored Wang Jiaqi, whose face was flushed with anger, and walked towards An Ran.
At this ti, An Ran was sitting on a small stool chatting with Shen Qi. Hearing Teacher Wang’s words and then looking at Lu Yi, she understood what he intended to do.
"Lu Yi, I’m fine, it will be better in a couple of days." An Ran wasn’t worried about Lu Yi being scolded by Teacher Wang. She was mainly feeling dizzy looking at the syringe; she was afraid of pain.
"Do you think those water blisters on your shoulder will get absorbed on their own without being pricked? An Ran, what have you been learning in dicine all day?" Seeing how little regard An Ran had for herself, Lu Yi’s tone wasn’t very nice, and his words ca off sowhat annoying.
An Ran pursed her lips, thinking when n got mad, they all spoke in the sa manner? Clearly trying to show care, yet their words made you want to bite them.
Seeing An Ran remain silent, Lu Yi sat down beside her, "Shen Qi, pull down the clothes on her shoulder."
Considering propriety, Lu Yi didn’t feel comfortable pulling her clothes down himself.
Shen Qi had just spent a long ti trying to persuade An Ran to apply so dicine, but An Ran refused to listen. Now that Lu Yi stepped in, she naturally complied, reaching out to pull An Ran’s clothes off her shoulder.
"Hiss—"
The clothes rubbed against the blisters on her shoulder, causing An Ran to suck in a cold breath.
Seeing her shoulder injury again, Lu Yi’s eyes darkened slightly. Hearing An Ran’s sharp intake of breath, he asked, "Does it hurt?"
An Ran glared at him, "Seriously, Young Master Lu, isn’t that obvious? Of course it hurts. So don’t make it worse, just let it be—or you could just apply so dicine directly."
After saying this, An Ran playfully winked at Lu Yi.
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