Inside the infirmary, Qi Zhennan and Qi Ran had already arrived, and the school doctor was currently examining them.
When he saw Qi Zhi being carried inside by another man, Qi Zhennan froze for a moment before his face darkened.
“What are you trying to do now? Are you still trying to hurt Ranran?”
Qi Zhi was still immersed in the shock and excitement of Lan An coming to find him. The sudden shout startled him, snapping him back to reality. He looked at Qi Zhennan silently.
“You—”
“If you want to argue, do it somewhere else. This is the infirmary,” the school doctor interrupted before Qi Zhennan could continue. “You, young people really have tempers.”
“Alright, it’s only a superficial injury. No bones are hurt.”
After finishing Qi Ran’s examination, the doctor walked over to Qi Zhi.
“And what happened to you?”
Lan An gently placed Qi Zhi onto a chair. Qi Zhi bent down and carefully rolled up his pant leg.
“I think I sprained it.”
It was far more than a simple sprain.
A large patch of skin on his ankle had been scraped raw to the point of bleeding, and the swelling was severe. Compared to that, Qi Ran’s injury looked insignificant.
Even Qi Zhennan had not expected Qi Zhi’s injury to be this serious. He instinctively stepped forward, only to be stopped by Qi Ran grabbing his arm.
“Brother Zhennan, don’t rush. Let the doctor examine him properly first.”
Qi Zhennan halted his steps.
Watching this scene, the last trace of hope in Qi Zhi’s heart was finally crushed.
At that very moment, he completely gave up.
All those vows of eternal love and never leaving each other were nothing more than a joke built on and status. Once he was no longer the young master of the Qi family, Qi Zhennan was no longer willing to bend for him.
A wave of grievance filled his chest.
His eyes reddened, his nose stung, and tears rolled down his cheeks with a soft patter.
Seeing this, Lan An sharply rebuked him.
“No crying.”
No wonder Tang Mianmian in the novel loved crying so much it turned out the author himself was a crybaby.
If it were a girl, fine; one could say she was emotionally fragile. But Qi Zhi was a grown man. Crying at every little thing was simply unbearable to Lan An, who hated seeing men cry more than anything.
“Hng…”
Qi Zhi jumped again from fright. Shrinking his neck, he obediently forced back his tears in grievance.
It wasn’t that he wanted to cry or appear useless, but he simply could not help it. He had always been soft-hearted. Even watching short videos or seeing injured animals could make him tear up.
Not to mention a situation like this.
After carefully examining him, the school doctor said seriously, “This is a bit severe. I suggest going to the hospital for an X-ray. You don’t want to injure the bone and leave lasting complications.”
It was just a sprain, wasn’t it?
Did he really need to go to the hospital?
Qi Zhi suddenly felt lost and subconsciously looked toward Qi Zhennan.
Because of crying, his fair cheeks were faintly flushed. His lips were slightly parted, and tears shimmered within his beautiful phoenix eyes like dazzling stars in the night sky.
That face was what Qi Zhennan could never bear to part with.
His heart tightened instantly, and he hurriedly shook off Qi Ran’s hand before stepping forward.
“Don’t be afraid. I’ll take you to the hospital right now.”
But Lan An moved first, scooping Qi Zhi back into his arms.
“I’ll take him.”
“…Mm.”
Qi Zhi withdrew his gaze and nodded.
After all, Lan An was still a character he had created. Even if he was the villain, the connection between them through the novel made Qi Zhi trust him more.
Qi Zhennan, however, was unwilling to accept it.
He had long been unhappy seeing Qi Zhi carried by another man. He stepped forward to stop Lan An, but the moment he met those strange and demonic eyes, fear involuntarily rose in his heart.
In the end, he could only look at Qi Zhi and soften his tone.
“Stop being angry with me. Your injury can’t be delayed. I’ll take you there.”
Can’t be delayed?
Qi Zhi felt as though he had just heard the funniest joke in the world.
If Qi Zhennan had spared him even one extra glance back on the sports field, they would not be standing here now talking about how his injury “couldn’t be delayed.”
Belated affection was cheaper than grass let alone affection that was never sincere to begin with.
Burying his face into Lan An’s chest, Qi Zhi spoke in a muffled voice tinged with tears.
“Let’s go quickly. I don’t want to see him.”
Lan An said nothing. He merely adjusted Qi Zhi higher in his arms and effortlessly carried him out of the infirmary.
“Xiao Zhi…”
Watching helplessly as Qi Zhi was carried away by Lan An, Qi Zhennan suddenly felt as though something important had been ripped away from him.