Chapter 937 264: No Longer Frail (Part 2)
Chapter 937 264: No Longer Frail (Part 2)
Earlier, he realized that the modifier side effects on Sakuragi left her extremely weak, just like how An Le's body was once numb.
But the problem is, the Crab Medicine has already been used on An Le.
Considering the unreliable nature of the Crab Medicine, Yan Huan didn't think he could obtain another one in a short time.
What should Sakuragi do then?
At the moment, Yan Huan really wanted to seek advice from Ye Shiyu and even felt like pressing Sakuragi's hand to stop her from using the modifier again.
Otherwise, this time it's a simple fall, but who knows, next time it might be a stroke of bad luck...
Sakuragi, it seems I really need to keep a tight rein on you.
"Mmm..."
In his embrace, Sakuragi whimpered, yet seemed to find comfort in Yan Huan's arms, instinctively curling up closer as if to alleviate the pain.
But don't forget, Sakuragi was still leaning against Yan Huan's thigh, and this inward turn faced directly towards Little Yan Huan.
In the past, Yan Huan might just find it inappropriate or improper.
Now, having endured the baptism of An Le's blood, while Big Yan Huan remained steadfast, Little Yan Huan was easily agitated by any minor disturbance.
"Sakuragi..."
So, to avoid a more awkward scene, Yan Huan's face darkened, and he quickly pressed Sakuragi's shoulder to turn her over, facing the ceiling again.
"Mmm..."
However, seeing her pitifully placing her hand on her forehead, not daring to touch it, she pointed there with a finger, indicating to Yan Huan that it hurt.
Her appearance softened Yan Huan's heart, and he had to look towards the door and say,
"Let me carry you to see the school doctor. Maybe she can apply some medicine..."
"No, no, no!"
But as soon as he mentioned taking Sakuragi out, she shook her head rapidly, as if frightened.
Yet, Yan Huan didn't fully understand her meaning, thinking she was in too much pain to walk, so he said,
"Then how about I ask the school doctor to come over?"
But just as he said this, he felt a gentle tug on his sleeve.
Looking down, he saw Sakuragi's small hand grasping him with effort.
Then, he saw Sakuragi pucker her pale, chapped lips and blew a "phew"...
After blowing, she blinked and pointed to her bumped forehead.
"Hmph!"
Is this...?
Seeing Yan Huan stunned, Sakuragi repeated the gesture.
It wasn't until after this that Yan Huan realized she wanted him to blow on her injured forehead.
Is that... enough?
Yan Huan blinked and, after a moment's hesitation, leaned down to gently blow on her forehead.
Feeling the slight cool breeze across her forehead, the pale-faced Sakuragi in his arms squinted her eyes, showing a very contented expression.
As if like a purring kitten being stroked...
"..."
Today's Sakuragi seemed a bit odd.
But, very cute.
Yan Huan suddenly thought this.
It was at this moment, as he blew on her, that Yan Huan suddenly noticed her dry, chapped lips.
Seeing her no longer in pain, but rather quite comfortable, Yan Huan couldn't help but express concern,
"If you don't want to see the school doctor, I'll go get you some warm water from the shopping street?"
"Mmm..."
Hearing this, Sakuragi opened her eyes to look at Yan Huan.
Thinking it over, she couldn't help gulping slightly, licking her lips.
She seemed quite thirsty, probably having not drunk water for some time.
"Mm!"
Eventually, she nodded.
Seeing this, Yan Huan let out a sigh of relief and gently placed her onto a nearby green cushion.
"Sakuragi, wait here for me, I'll be right back."
"Mmm..."
Sakuragi obediently lay on the cushion, like a baby in a swaddle, nodding at Yan Huan.
"Click..."
Yan Huan smiled slightly, turned, and left the room.
As the door closed, it felt like the world was shut out as well.
Lying on the yoga mat, Sakuragi was in a daze, or rather, intently waiting for Yan Huan's return.
"Hmph!"
But suddenly, as if thinking of something, she quickly sat up.
She waved her hand, and a mirror appeared out of thin air in front of her.
Looking into the mirror, she saw a small bump had appeared on her once fair forehead, red and unsightly.
"Mmm..."
She blinked, tilting her head in distress.
Then, as if coming up with a solution.
She waved her hand gently, and a benevolent-looking mask appeared in her hand.
She placed the mask over her forehead, finally concealing the injury.
But wearing it straight seemed too ugly, didn't it?
Not satisfied with this, she made several adjustments, finally choosing a perfect slanted angle.
"Phew..."
Seeing this, Sakuragi breathed a sigh of relief.
But even such minor efforts of getting up and fiddling with the mask seemed to drain her, leaving her gasping for breath.
"Knock, knock, knock~"
At this moment, there was a knock on the door again.
The President is back!
Though her body was weak, Sakuragi's eyes lit up, showing an expression of joy and excitement.
She struggled to support her body to stand up, then made her way to the door with all her might,
"Heave... Ho..."
After quite a while, she reached the door and grasped the doorknob.
"Click..."
The doorknob turned slightly, and the door opened.
However, standing at the door wasn't Yan Huan returning with warm water.
Instead, it was another Sakuragi Hitomi standing outside, sweaty and breathless, yet grinning broadly...
"Hi~"
She smiled mildly, amiably greeting the "Sakuragi" inside, who was frozen in shock.
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