"You can't cure Ye Zhanxing," Diwu Zexuan suddenly withdrew himself, stood up from the ground, and looked down condescendingly at Rui Hui, who was still lying on the ground, his lips parted indifferently.
"How would you know without trying? What else can you do besides throw cold water on me? Whether I can cure him or not, what does it have to do with you!"
Rui Hui raised her hand and fiercely wiped her mouth, yelling indignantly.
Trying to get up from the ground, she got excited and fell back again.
Her elbow knocked on the ground, hurting so much she almost cried out.
"Idiot."
Diwu Zexuan bestowed upon her those two incredibly insulting words again.
He reached out to pull her up, but Rui Hui slapped his hand away, "Don't touch me, you big bad wolf!"
"What did you say?"
"I'm talking about you! Annoying pest!" Rui Hui vigorously wiped her lips, as if trying to rub off some dirty substance.