บท 392: Don't move; I'm going to apply some medicine for you.

Cheng Ranran, left behind, was stunned by her swift action and after a long moment said, "Shushu, are you being shy?"

Ye Xiaohui's eyes twinkled with amusement as she pulled her towards the cafeteria.

At the gate of Medical University.

As soon as Tang Shu stepped out, she was stopped by the security uncle in charge of guarding the gate.

"You are Tang Shu, right?"

"Yes, it's me. What's the matter, uncle?"

"Here, this young man must be here for you. Hurry up and take him away, he's really affecting our school's reputation."

The uncle, who was sitting and sunbathing, pointed to a gazebo behind him with a look of disgust.

Filled with doubt, Tang Shu took a few steps towards the gazebo and immediately spotted the pitiable figure huddled in a corner.

"...Xu Qianyun?"

Upon hearing her voice, the boy looked up, revealing a face mottled with purple and green bruises, his original handsomeness nowhere to be seen, replaced by swelling.

He had obviously been beaten up.