Luo Ziling was already pressing against the edge of the bed to stand up, bending his body as he walked towards the bathroom.
He wanted to check himself.
Ouyang Feifei stood up too, feeling awkward, unsure whether to follow.
After entering the bathroom, Luo Ziling checked the situation and, finding no anomalies, was relieved despite so pain.
He stayed inside for at least ten minutes, and when he felt only a little pain, he washed his face and ca out.
As soon as he opened the door, he was startled to see Ouyang Feifei standing at the entrance.
"How is it?" Ouyang Feifei asked sheepishly, standing in front of Luo Ziling with her head down, "Is it okay?"
"How should I know if it's okay?" Luo Ziling replied irritably, "I can't determine it right now."
Ouyang Feifei opened her mouth, unsure of what to say.
"Alright, I'll treat you first, and treat myself later when I get back," Luo Ziling said, looking frustrated at Ouyang Feifei, "You really went hard."
"I didn't an to!" Ouyang Feifei continued with embarrassnt.
But before she could say anything else, Luo Ziling had already returned to the bed.
When Ouyang Feifei walked back to the bed, Luo Ziling directed her to sit down, to prevent her from kicking around again.
Next, under Ouyang Feifei's gaze, Luo Ziling treated her leg.
When the treatnt was over, Luo Ziling reminded her not to move the sprained leg and suggested resting for a day before moving around again if there are no abnormal sensations.
After speaking, he began to pack up his things.
Once everything was packed, he prepared to leave.
"Why don't you stay here tonight!" Ouyang Feifei offered to keep him.
When Luo Ziling stopped and looked at her oddly, Ouyang Feifei blushed again.
She quickly explained, saying that she has several rooms here, enough for a few guests to sleep in.
Moreover, Luo Ziling could check her foot injury tomorrow, saving the trouble of coming back and forth.
"Forget it, I'll still head back, to avoid more trouble!"
After saying that, Luo Ziling continued to walk out.
"Wait a minute!" In a mont of impulsiveness, Ouyang Feifei called Luo Ziling back.
When Luo Ziling stopped, she lowered her head, her face reddened, and said, "If you really..."
Though she didn't finish the sentence, the aning was clear.
"Then I'll stay here tonight," Luo Ziling said, continuing to head outside, "I'll sleep in the guest room and check your injury tomorrow."
After speaking and saying goodnight to Ouyang Feifei, he went to the guest room on the first floor.
Ouyang Feifei's villa has several guest rooms, and next to her room is where guests can sleep.
The rooms downstairs were also unoccupied.
Luo Ziling didn't want to sleep next to Ouyang Feifei to avoid any issues at night.
After closing the door behind him, Luo Ziling went down to the room on the first floor.
He showered after entering, then sat on the bed to inspect his injury again.
Turning on all the lights and taking out the equipnt, he prepared to treat himself.
Just as he inserted a needle, the door was gently pushed open, and Ouyang Feifei's head peeked in.
Luo Ziling looked in surprise at Ouyang Feifei, who walked in through the open door.
Ouyang Feifei, eyes wide, mouth agape, watched Luo Ziling treat himself.
Her face flushed, and she found herself in a dilemma, unable to advance or retreat, wanting to explain but not knowing what to say.
Luo Ziling didn't cover up; kidding aside, two silver needles were stuck there, and if he moved recklessly, it could lead to big trouble.
After all, being seen wouldn't diminish anything.
What made it awkward for him was how improper it looked.
He thought Ouyang Feifei would imdiately leave, but unexpectedly, after a mont's hesitation, she ca over instead.
"Is it really that serious?" Ouyang Feifei's face turned redder than ever.
Her expression was awkward, and self-reproachful.
Luo Ziling had to treat himself, so it was clearly severe.
If she just walked away at such a mont, she'd definitely feel uneasy.
After all, it wasn't the first ti she'd witnessed this with Luo Ziling, so another look wasn't an issue.
Moreover, Ouyang Feifei had other intentions, so she sat on Luo Ziling's bed, biting her lip as she watched.
Luo Ziling felt awkward since any man would feel peculiar being watched so intently by a woman.
"Are you going to keep staring?" Luo Ziling asked Ouyang Feifei.
Ouyang Feifei thought about it and then gently nodded, "I want to see if you need any help."
"With you watching, I can't even start treating myself!"
"Alright, then I won't watch!" Ouyang Feifei's face turned even more red.
When Luo Ziling focused entirely on treatnt, he no longer paid attention to Ouyang Feifei.
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