"I'm really okay."
"Come here, let me have a look!"
Ya Shitian's attitude left her no room for refusal.
Ye Anqi sat down by the bed, and Ya Shitian reached out to lift the hem of her skirt.
Beneath it, she wore white lace stockings that reached her knees.
Ya Shitian took off her stockings and revealed her pale, slender legs before he noticed a large, bruised area on the side of her knee.
And there was a big lump where it was swollen.
Ya Shitian gently touched it, and Ye Anqi winced in pain.
The man's face immediately darkened, "How come you didn't take care of it after getting hurt?"
Ye Anqi laughed, "You've been holding my hand the whole time, how could I have taken care of it?"
"..." Ya Shitian turned his head to summon someone, "Someone, bring the medical kit."
The doctor quickly brought over the medical kit.
"Mr. Ya, what do you need the medical kit for?"
As soon as the doctor finished speaking, he saw the wound on Ye Anqi's leg.