Yu Siting lowered his eyes to the woman in his arms. "Are you alright?"
Yan Xi shook her head. The dense, tingling pain at her ankle surged, causing her to furrow her brow.
"I'm fine."
She took a deep breath to herself and withdrew from Yu Siting's embrace.
Zhao Xue'er also got up from the ground with the help of Assistant Chen.
She stood to the side, her gaze falling on Yu Siting, filled with hurt.
Although it was she who had fallen, Yu Siting's eyes had never lingered on her for a moment.
She bit her lip tightly, her only option to apologize.
"I'm sorry, Dr. Yan, I..."
Yan Xi didn't wait for her to finish and interrupted indifferently, "I'm fine."
When Yan Ruyu saw Yan Xi being bumped by Zhao Xue'er, her face also took on a sudden change, and she hurried over, taking Yan Xi's hand with concern.
"Are you alright?"
Yan Xi pursed her lips and responded softly, "I think I've twisted my ankle."
A pregnant woman spraining her ankle was a very difficult problem to deal with.