Before she had finished speaking, the man grabbed her hand to inspect it, a deep frown creasing his brow, "How did you fall so badly?"
The woman's delicate and fair palm was a bit shocking to look at in its current state, covered in bloodstains, with dirt and bits of grass in the mix, and she was dirty all over.
Glancing down, he also noticed a scrape on her knee that seemed superficial, merely reddened but not serious.
Jiang Yutang immediately helped her to sit down, "Did you fall here too?"
Ye Liangyan glanced at her knee, "Oh, probably."
"You, you..." Jiang Yutang began but swallowed his words, his expression growing sour as he lifted her injured ankle, which was swollen like a steamed bun.
Ye Liangyan fell silent.
Fortunately, Aunt Qin arrived at that moment, bringing a first-aid kit and a towel.
She gasped at the sight of Ye Liangyan's fallen ankle and quickly offered, "Young Master, shall I do it?"
Jiang Yutang didn't look up, "No need, Aunt Qin, you may leave."