If soone else dared to lecture Zhou Mi like this.
She would have probably jumped up long ago and punched the other person in the head.
She was spoiled from a young age, with her grandparents, parents, and a brother all doting on her.
In fact, she didn't really need to sing or dance on the streets for money, nor did she need to study dicine to provide for her family.
Street dancing is her hobby, and studying dicine... was just a spontaneous idea from three years ago. She can't even rember why she ca to this school.
But she is sowhat satisfied with this school because Li Tianmu is here to oppose her every day.
To Zhou Mi, everything seed like a playful ga.
Her thoughts were always so free; previously she wanted to study dicine. Now her biggest dream is... to beco a star!
To beco a superstar like Jiang Pan Die!
This is also a spontaneous thought of hers. But her way of doing things is, if she wants to do it, she goes for it. Even if she fails, she won't regret it later.
Now, Zhou Mi suddenly has a new idea, and that is to have a romance. Preferably with Lin Tian.
The problem is, he already has a girlfriend.
If Liou Qingcheng is not as good as her, she would fight for it, even if it ant getting bruised and battered.
Because that's just her personality.
But Liou Qingcheng is really outstanding. Compared to looks, she slightly wins, compared to figure, they each have their advantages, compared to dance skills, she knows more than herself and has been learning longer, and has even won nurous awards.
And one very important thing, Liou Qingcheng's personality is more gentle than hers.
She seems more like a goddess than I do.
For the first ti, Zhou Mi felt insecure.
But the insecurity was fleeting because she quickly gathered her courage again. She must dance better than her at this welco party!
She wants to prove to Lin Tian that she has places where she's better than Liou Qingcheng!
Although it might not attract Lin Tian's attention, this is very important to Zhou Mi.
This... might just be the sorrow of a crush.
Lin Tian noticed Zhou Mi was spacing out and waved his hand in front of her, bringing her back to her senses.
"What?" Zhou Mi said impatiently.
She was used to this tone and didn't an it deliberately towards Lin Tian.
In fact, when she realized the person in front of her was Lin Tian, she was at a loss for words.
Should she be as gentle as Liou Qingcheng? Or even gentler?
Thinking this, Zhou Mi followed behind Lin Tian and walked out of the old house.
A girl with a crush tends to overthink, and while she was pondering, she suddenly made eye contact with a mastiff.
In an instant, she recalled the scene of Li Tianmu erupting with anger, got a big fright, and twisted her ankle due to a misstep.
"Ah~"
With a scream, Zhou Mi felt weightless, and her body fell to the ground.
This scene naturally didn't escape Lin Tian, and the clichéd hero saving the damsel played out once more.
He imdiately reached out, catching Zhou Mi around the waist.
Zhou Mi's arms naturally wrapped around his neck.
The fear in Zhou Mi's mind instantly vanished, replaced by cliché dramas in which the male lead holds the female lead's waist, they exchange a deep look, feelings develop, they end up together by chance, and eventually walk down the aisle together!
However, Lin Tian didn't even give her a chance to fantasize. He just held her waist, quickened his pace, and set her down beside Liou Qingcheng before letting go...
Zhou Mi's feet landed, and as she stood firm, her right ankle sent a sharp pain.
Her body instinctively leaned towards Lin Tian, but it was Liou Qingcheng who caught her.
"What's wrong?" Liou Qingcheng asked with concern.
"I just got scared by two mastiffs... and twisted my ankle..." Zhou Mi replied, a bit embarrassed.
"Oh? Twisted?" Liou Qingcheng looked a bit troubled at Lin Tian and tentatively asked, "How about you carry her to the car?"
Zhou Mi was delighted with this suggestion; Lin Tian's back must be broad, steady, and comfortable.
But Lin Tian glanced at Zhou Mi's ankle, waved his hand, and said, "Aren't you dical students? It's just a twisted ankle, does she need to be carried?"
Zhou Mi and Liou Qingcheng looked at the injury and found Zhou Mi's ankle was already red and swollen; clearly, it was quite serious.
Both Zhou Mi and Liou Qingcheng were a bit stunned; how do you walk when your ankle is like this if you're not carried?
In Zhou Mi's current condition, she couldn't walk on her own and would need a doctor to first determine if there was any bone injury, then apply a cold towel or ice pack, or use sprays to reduce the pain.
After a few days of cold compress, then hot compress could be applied for better blood circulation to slowly recover.
"If not carried, then what? Do you expect her to walk back on her own?" Liou Qingcheng rolled her eyes.
"Why not just heal it?"
As he spoke, Lin Tian had already squatted down. He first observed Zhou Mi's injury and then said softly, "Endure a bit; it might hurt, but it will be over soon."
Lin Tian placed his index and middle fingers on her ankle and gently massaged it.
"Ah~" Zhou Mi winced and couldn't help but cry out.
Imdiately after, she felt a cooling sensation spread over her ankle. It dissolved the burning pain caused by the injury, making her feel incredibly comfortable. If she weren't holding back, she might have moaned out loud.
Lin Tian's Spiritual Qi had always been unstoppable, healing severe organ and bone injuries quickly, let alone a sprain, especially since Zhou Mi hadn't injured her bones.
After about a minute, the redness and swelling started to fade, and it regained its original soft color and smooth lines.
"Is it healed?" Zhou Mi looked at her foot incredulously.
As for Liou Qingcheng, she had beco immune to Lin Tian's miraculous dical skills; she's used to seeing this. This guy is just a freak.
"Yes, otherwise what did you expect?" Lin Tian asked in return.
Zhou Mi was a third-year dical student, aning she had studied for three years. She naturally knew how complicated it was to deal with a sprain. How did it beco so simple all of a sudden?
"How did you do it?" Zhou Mi's curiosity was piqued.
"As you saw, just a little massage and it's done." Lin Tian shrugged, indicating there was no other trick.
"..."
Zhou Mi tried walking a few steps and was pleasantly surprised to find her foot really didn't hurt. However, she fell into lancholy once more.
This annoying Lin Tian, why does he need to be so skilled in dicine for no reason?!
Is it really that hard for to just lie on your back for a while?
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