Chapter 44: Is That His Girlfriend?
As a member of the student union's support team for the Sports Meet, Jiang Jingyao had dressed up especially nicely today.
She wore a light yellow dress that showed off her waist, a pair of white sneakers, and light makeup. Her fluffy hair and gentle appearance made her look quiet and sweet.
Ever since breaking up with her third boyfriend in college, she had been single for two weeks.
Today, she planned to find a new target.
A strong man who could satisfy her.
A breeze blew by, and she gently tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. Pretending not to be looking around, her eyes quietly swept over the boys nearby.
"No, this one is too short."
"That one's tall enough, but his face is too ordinary."
"And those losers secretly staring at me... could they stay farther away? So disgusting..."
There are so many ugly guys these days.
The look of disgust flashed across her face before she turned to look somewhere else.
Then someone on the running track immediately caught her attention.
A handsome-looking boy.
She asked one of the male student volunteers working with her and learned that the event currently taking place was the 5,000-meter race.
Holding a paper cup full of water, she walked toward the track.
I'll give the handsome guy some water.
After he finishes, I'll help him wipe off his sweat with a towel.
Then I'll ask his name, add him on WeChat, and won't that be the start of our fate?
People always say it's easy for a girl to chase a guy.
With my charm, there's no way he'd reject me.
She carefully controlled her steps, walking toward the track with what she believed was a graceful and ladylike posture.
Meanwhile, Zhuo Feng adjusted his breathing.
This was the final lap.
He glanced ahead at the slim figure wearing a face mask, making a cheering gesture for him.
Gathering all the strength he had left, he started speeding up.
Bang!
A girl suddenly ran onto the track from nowhere.
He didn't have enough time to dodge. He crashed into her, knocking her aside, while his own body fell forward toward the ground.
Instinctively, he reached out with his right hand to catch himself. His palm scraped across the rough rubber track for a short distance.
Fortunately, he reacted quickly enough. His chest didn't hit the ground directly. He was still able to get back on his feet and continue running.
Ignoring the sharp pain in his right palm, he stood up, glanced once at the girl who had caused it, and continued toward the finish line.
At that moment...
He really wanted to curse.
But his good manners stopped the words from coming out.
Is this girl crazy?
Damn it! If your eyes don't work, don't run onto the track! Can't you see there's a race going on? What's wrong with your brain?
After crossing the finish line, he slowly walked to relax his stiff leg muscles while looking at his injured hand.
Luckily, it was only scraped.
The skin had been rubbed off in a few places.
His wrist, however, seemed to have been strained and was hurting with a dull ache.
"Are you okay?"
Lin Wan jogged over to Zhuo Feng, gently took his hand, and examined the injury.
Seeing several scrapes with dirt around the wounds, he took out a bottle of water and some tissues and carefully cleaned them.
"I'm fine."
Zhuo Feng shook his head while breathing heavily.
At that moment, Jiang Jingyao also hurried over. She had only been knocked onto the grass earlier. Not even a scratch was on her.
She briefly glanced at Lin Wan before looking at Zhuo Feng. Her eyes immediately filled with tears as she put on a guilty and pitiful expression.
"I'm so sorry. I was trying to hand you some water, but I accidentally got in your way. Are you alright?"
Zhuo Feng narrowed his eyes slightly and shook his head.
"How about this? I'll take you to the medical room to get your hand checked. I'll pay for all the medical costs."
She looked apologetically at the scrape on his palm.
"Okay."
Hearing him agree, she was secretly delighted.
She kept a calm expression on the outside.
Just as she was about to help him up and ask for his name...
She saw Zhuo Feng reach into Lin Wan's pocket and take out a phone with a cracked corner on the screen.
He entered the password, unlocked it, opened WeChat, and brought up the QR code.
"Please add his WeChat. As for going to the medical room, you don't need to come with us. The two of us will send you a photo of the receipt later, and you can just transfer the money."
He deliberately emphasized the words "the two of us."
“Uh... Oh, okay.”
Jiang Jingyao froze for a moment. Her plan had completely failed. She couldn't help looking at Lin Wan more carefully.
Is that his girlfriend?
With that hat and face mask, she looks like a tomboy. How could she possibly be as cute and pretty as me?
And her phone is already so old and broken, yet this handsome guy hasn't even bought her a new one.
Looks like their relationship isn't that great after all.
I still have a chance.
After adding the WeChat contact, Zhuo Feng rested his left hand on Lin Wan's left shoulder, and the two of them headed toward the medical room.
After walking for a while, Lin Wan suddenly realized something.
He took his phone back and looked at Zhuo Feng in confusion.
“How do you know my phone password?”
“You've unlocked it in front of me so many times. 528888—'I want to get rich, rich, rich, rich.' You don't actually think that's hard to remember, do you?”
“Alright... But why did you use my phone instead of yours?”
“My phone was out of battery.”
Lin Wan pulled Zhuo Feng's phone out of the bag.
“Are you blind? It still has seventy percent battery!”
“Oh. Then maybe I remembered wrong.”
“Does your left hand hurt too?”
Lin Wan looked worried as he glanced at the hand resting on his shoulder.
“A little.”
“Oh... Then let's walk more slowly.”
Lin Wan supported Zhuo Feng all the way to the medical room.
The doctor examined the wound, felt the bones around his wrist, and asked Zhuo Feng a few questions.
The final diagnosis was…
A few minor scrapes and a mild wrist ligament strain.
It should recover in two to three weeks.
After cleaning the wound and putting a bandage over it, the two of them left the medical room.
As they walked out, Lin Wan's eyes were filled with worry.
The competition in June was coming soon.
Won't this injury affect Zhuo Feng's performance?
The regional tournament had a 5,000-yuan prize.
If he lost because of this injury, wouldn't the prize money be gone?
And they would also lose the chance to enter the finals and compete for the 100,000-yuan championship prize.
Just thinking about it made Lin Wan's heart ache.
Zhuo Feng mistakenly thought Lin Wan was so worried because he cared about him.
Inside, he was happier than ever. On the outside, however, he only showed a faint smile.
He lifted his hand slightly. “Didn't the doctor already say I'm fine?”
“Yeah.” Lin Wan nodded gloomily.
It felt as if he could already see the prize money flying away.
He looked at his phone.
If Zhuo Feng loses because of this... could that girl be made to pay for the damages?
……………………
After the first day of the Sports Meet ended, Lin Wan returned to the dorm.
He turned on his computer and continued searching for information about wrist ligament injuries.
Many doctors online said that there were many ligaments in the hand and wrist.
If they were injured, it could affect normal daily activities, even things like eating and writing.
In serious cases, it could take several months to recover completely.
Reading that made his heart sink. He immediately started searching for ways to help a wrist ligament injury heal faster.
Get enough rest.
Don't use acupuncture.
Massage.
Medicinal ointments...
He carefully read through each method and tried to remember them. Then, suddenly, an idea flashed through his mind.
Wait... don't I have my cheat ability?
“Spirit?”
“I'm here~”
“Do you have a way to quickly heal a wrist ligament injury?”
“I do~”
“What should I do?”
“Based on the host's current abilities, I recommend using acupoint massage. Just massage the correct pressure points every day~”
“Can you teach me?”
“Of course~ And this won't count as a mission~”
“Thank you, Spirit!”
“I'll guide you while you're giving the massage~”
“Okay.”
After finishing the conversation with the Spirit, Lin Wan picked up his phone, made a call, and walked out of the dorm.