After taking Han Xiaotu out of the small auditorium, Nangong Zeye immediately took her to the infirmary.

The school doctor in the infirmary saw Han Xiaotu's swollen right ankle, and immediately took out ice packs and gauze for emergency treatment.

"what--"

Because of the ice stimulation, Han Xiaotu couldn't bear the pain and cried out.

"Take it easy!"

On one side, Nangong Zeye, who was obviously more nervous than Han Xiaotu, had already yelled loudly at the school doctor's aunt.

"..." The movement of the school doctor's aunt froze, and she raised her head slightly displeased, "I'm already very light, and there's nothing I can do about the pain, students, don't make a fuss."

After the school doctor's aunt finished speaking, she continued to do what she was doing.

"Master, I'm fine. Actually, it doesn't hurt very much."

Han Xiaotu squeezed out a smile and looked at the young master, not wanting to worry the young master.

"Look, the little girl said that it doesn't hurt anymore, why are you so anxious, a big boy? This injury is not on your body, why are you more excited than me?"

The school doctor aunt complained.

"I--"

Nangong Zeye opened his mouth to explain something, but suddenly he didn't know what to say for a long time, blushed suddenly, and closed his mouth.

He was also anxious, so he subconsciously roared out nervously.

It seemed that when Han Xiaotu got hurt, his heart would also feel uncomfortable, and he wished he could get hurt for her.

Even though she was just a little maid who sold herself to his own family, Nangong Sawan always cared too much about her life, which made him very uncontrollable.

Many times, Nangong Zeye intentionally treats Han Xiaotu fiercely, and treats Han Xiaotu badly, because he often has incomprehensible emotions that suddenly rush to his chest. It can easily make his heart fluctuate.

But who is Han Xiaotu, Han Xiaotu is just his slave!

How could he care so much about a slave? !

He is the high and mighty young master of the Nangong Group, why should he be disturbed by a maid.

Therefore, every time Nangong Zeye felt that he was too kind to Han Xiaotu, he would deliberately play tricks on Han Xiaotu, punish her or torture her, and even make her cry.

In the more than eight years that this master and servant have been together, similar situations have happened countless times.

But even so, Nangong Zeye still couldn't control his inexplicable concern for Han Xiaotu next time.

That's why, when he saw Han Xiaotu fell down there and no one was in charge, he would rush to the stage so angrily, and now when Han Xiaotu cried out in pain, he couldn't help but look at him. The school doctor yelled.

Speaking of which, apart from other servants at home, Nangong Zeye is so old, and the only woman who is close to her is Han Xiaotu.

For Nangong Sawano, who has never had any love experience, he doesn't know what this kind of mood is.

(Our tsundere young master, this is liking and heartbeat, why don't you understand!

This kind of thing cannot be suppressed and controlled, the more restrained, the more obvious it will be released~)

Xiaotu suddenly held Nangong Zeye's hand hanging on the side silently, and the warm and soft feeling immediately surrounded Nangong Zeye. Nangong Zeye lowered his head in surprise, and met Han Xiaotu's extraordinarily bright smile.

That kind of comforting look, as if it was not she who was hurt, but him.

Nangong Zeye's expression gradually eased, and he just quietly stayed by Han Xiaotu's side until the school doctor finished bandaging Han Xiaotu.

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