The doctor prescribed some medicine, and Li Yeqi supported Yan Luoxi as they walked out of the consultation room. He went to the pharmacy to pick up the medication while Yan Luoxi, limping, went to sit on a chair in the lobby, thinking about the man whose face had been grim ever since earlier. She bit her lower lip.
"Luoxi, have you been waiting long? How's your foot injury?"
Yan Luoxi looked up and saw Han Zheng striding over. She immediately felt a little flustered. Before she could reply, Han Zheng was already squatting in front of her, holding her ankle to inspect it. "What did the doctor say? It's not a fracture, right?"
"Oh, it's nothing, just need to apply some medicine."
Han Zheng looked up at her with his handsome face. "You girls just love wearing high heels. You've already twisted it once before and still make things hard on yourself. Flat shoes are also beautiful and less likely to cause a sprain."
