Healing the Evil Male Side Character (ChatGPT Translated)

Chapter 12: First Release in Jinjiang Literature City

Lin Yuansheng nodded quickly.

Dr. Liu didn't think Lin Yuansheng's leg was broken. She was just scaring and teasing him. Seeing the two of them leaving, she smiled and touched the white hair that slid down her shoulders, feeling emotional about what a well-matched couple they were.

This time, Jiang Qingxue remembered that Lin Yuansheng injured his leg and deliberately slowed down to wait for him.

Although Lin Yuansheng's leg was in pain, he could still keep up with some effort.

However, when the two of them arrived at the grain store, Jiang Qingxue turned her head and saw sweat dripping down Lin Yuansheng's forehead.

Breathing slightly, even though it was just a short distance, it felt like he was extremely tired.

"If you're tired, why don't you sit for a while?"

Hearing the gentle tone of the other person, Lin Yuansheng was still not used to it. How could she treat me so kindly?

"What's wrong? Why are you spacing out?"

Jiang Qingxue frowned and asked.

Seeing her frown, Lin Yuansheng instinctively took a step back.

Jiang Qingxue was speechless. She hadn't done anything, yet this person still feared her so much.

How deep of a psychological shadow did the original owner leave her?

"Wife, let's finish shopping and go back soon." Lin Yuansheng lowered his head and whispered.

It was indeed getting late. Jiang Qingxue turned around and walked into the grain store, telling the waiter inside that she wanted to buy rice. Then she took out ten coins and placed them on the table. The waiter smiled and nodded heavily, scooping exactly ten coins' worth of rice into a cloth bag for her.

"Here, take it."

Jiang Qingxue casually weighed the bag and it seemed to be enough to last for some time.

"Okay, thank you."

She smiled at the waiter and took the rice with her.

At the entrance, Lin Yuansheng bent over, carefully massaging his legs on the side of the stone road. As soon as his hand touched his leg, he couldn't help but let out a small cry of pain. His handsome eyebrows furrowed, making Jiang Qingxue feel a little sorry for him.

She took a few steps quickly and squatted in front of Lin Yuansheng, gesturing, "Come up, I'll carry you back."

Lin Yuansheng froze, straightened up, and nervously grabbed the corner of his clothes, softly refusing, "I, I'm fine, I can walk by myself."

"If you walk, you might not be able to get back before it gets dark. Don't waste time, come up quickly."

Jiang Qingxue urged somewhat impatiently, and Lin Yuansheng dared not refuse anymore.

He carefully lifted his clothes, trying to make himself lean comfortably on Jiang Qingxue's back. His hands were well-defined, slightly pale, resting on her shoulders, gently clenched into fists.

Jiang Qingxue reached out and grabbed his hand, wrapped it around her neck, and then tilted it up. Finally, she bent her legs and held onto his legs.

She didn't want Lin Yuansheng to fall.

Lin Yuansheng lightly encircled Jiang Qingxue's neck, looking at her fair and determined profile. He pursed his lips, not knowing what he was thinking, complex emotions flickering in his eyes. Finally, he cautiously buried his head in Jiang Qingxue's back.