Yuanyuan saw Luo Chao dragging his feet, glared at him, and said, "Do I look so free to play with you? If you don't wake Miss up soon, you won't have time for breakfast."

As soon as Luo Chao heard he wouldn't get breakfast, he quickly ran upstairs to knock on Jiang Yuanyuan's door, but remembering that Jiang Yuanyuan always slept without pajamas, he didn't dare to barge in.

He just politely knocked on the door, and shortly afterward, he heard Jiang Yuanyuan's voice from inside, "Uncle Yuan? You can come in."

Let him in? Luo Chao was taken aback again. Had Jiang Yuanyuan dressed properly? Was it really okay for him to go in like this?

Thinking of this, Luo Chao recalled that the little girl had seen his precious thing yesterday, so taking a look at her wouldn't be a loss.

So, he opened the door and entered. Immediately, he saw Jiang Yuanyuan dressed in her school uniform, sitting on a chair, frowning as if enduring something.

Jiang Yuanyuan looked up and saw Luo Chao coming in, blushing, she asked with feigned calmness, "Why is it you? Where's Uncle Yuan?"

Luo Chao rubbed his nose, thinking she didn't want to see him, but he didn't want to wake her up either, yet he said, "Uncle Yuan asked me to come and wake you up. What's wrong with you?"

Seeing that Luo Chao had a good attitude, Jiang Yuanyuan, who felt a faint pain in her thighs and ankles when she slept yesterday, woke up and felt a stabbing pain with every movement. Now she didn't even dare to move.

So she pouted and said, "My leg hurts, I can't walk."

Luo Chao walked over to Jiang Yuanyuan and looked at her long legs under her school uniform skirt, losing his focus for a moment, then asked, "Which leg hurts? Did you strain a muscle from moving too much yesterday?"

Jiang Yuanyuan replied irritably, "How should I know if it's a muscle strain, my whole right leg hurts, and my ankle hurts so much I can't walk!"

Hearing Jiang Yuanyuan's words, Luo Chao wasn't bothered by her tone, squatted in front of her, and lifted her right foot, making Jiang Yuanyuan gasp in pain and curse, "Bastard, what are you doing? It hurts like hell!"

But Luo Chao ignored Jiang Yuanyuan's cries of pain. He carefully supported her right foot with one hand, looking down at her swollen ankle.

His other hand reached her ankle, pressing gently, and Jiang Yuanyuan shrieked in pain.

"What are you doing? I said it hurts! Are you deaf? Don't touch my foot!" Jiang Yuanyuan grimaced in pain, almost in tears.

Luo Chao continued to hold Jiang Yuanyuan's leg, running his hand up her calf. Every place he pressed caused her immense pain, and once his hand left, the touched spot felt warm and tingly.

"You pervert, where are you touching!" Jiang Yuanyuan saw Luo Chao wasn't stopping, pressing down on her calf, moving to her knee, then heading toward her thigh.

Just as Luo Chao's hand was about to reach Jiang Yuanyuan's thigh, her protest reminded him that men and women shouldn't be intimate. He had considered her a patient, not a woman, quickly lowering her leg.

Standing up, he said, "I just checked your ankle and leg. Your ankle is sprained, it will heal in a few days, but the strain on your leg muscles is quite severe from lack of strenuous exercise."

Jiang Yuanyuan was half surprised and half skeptical as she asked, "You know medicine?"

Luo Chao laughed smugly, "I know a little."

Jiang Yuanyuan rolled her eyes at Luo Chao's arrogance, "Like I believe you, I can't walk, get Uncle Yuan up here."

Just as she finished speaking, Luo Chao squatted in front of her, making her pause, "What are you doing?"

"Carrying you down, even if Uncle Yuan came up, it would be the same result," Luo Chao said, waiting for Jiang Yuanyuan to climb on. She hesitated for a moment, eyeing his solid back.

Luo Chao seemed to read her thoughts, turning back with a smile, "Don't worry, trust me."

Her heart skipped a beat, pounding against her chest, her face grew hot, and she muttered, "Who's worried?"

Then she clambered onto Luo Chao's back. He hooked her legs with his hands, and when she stiffened, he stood up and steadily walked out of the room and downstairs.

Laying on Luo Chao's back, Jiang Yuanyuan noticed the view from being carried down wasn't the same as walking herself. Her eyes grew warm; when she was little, her daddy used to carry her around, and frightened, she'd cling tightly to his neck.

With sweaty palms back then, she now felt like a child again on Luo Chao's back, instinctively tightening her arms around his neck.

But Luo Chao wasn't thinking that; if he knew Jiang Yuanyuan was imagining him as her dad, he'd be furious.

However, carrying Jiang Yuanyuan and feeling her soft body and smooth skin, he thought, bringing this little girl home as a wife wouldn't be bad at all, she was pretty and had a nice figure.

When Ayuan saw Luo Chao carrying Jiang Yuanyuan down, he was first shocked, then asked, "Miss, what's wrong? Why did Luo Chao carry you down?"

Jiang Yuanyuan snapped out of her memories, blushing silently as Luo Chao explained, "Yuanyuan has muscle strains in her thigh and calf and a sprained ankle; she probably won't walk today."

"How did this happen? Should we go to the hospital?" Ayuan asked, anxiously looking at Jiang Yuanyuan.

Jiang Yuanyuan shook her head, took a sip of milk, and Luo Chao said, "There's really nothing a hospital can do; a good massage with medicinal liquor would work better. By tomorrow, she should be much improved."

Ayuan frowned, "There's no one at home who can do that, nor do we have medicinal liquor. Should I call the family doctor?"

Luo Chao quickly thought, if the family doctor was a man and massaged Jiang Yuanyuan's whole leg, he'd be at a loss if he eventually brought her home.

Thus, he immediately volunteered, "The family doctor might not have the right medicinal liquor. I have some, and I have good technique. I often got injured as a kid, so I got used to massaging myself."

Jiang Yuanyuan instinctively wanted to refuse when she heard Luo Chao offering to massage her, but curiosity got the better of her, "Why did you get injured often?"

Luo Chao was pleased she was interested in knowing about him, hoping to gauge her feelings, he earnestly said, "I used to train in martial arts. My old man would teach me a move and then toss me into a forest, bear cave, or snake pit. No matter how well I learned the moves, I got injured to varying degrees. Injuries became a habit."

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