Chapter 23: Uncle, You Need Glasses

“Come on, I’ll take you to the infirmary,” Mo Yan said quietly to Su Bao.

Since he had injured her, he felt responsible for seeing it through.

Su Bao, though still wary, followed Mo Yan.

Mo Yan strode ahead, his face cold and emotionless, asking, “What’s your name?”

Su Bao glanced at her limp arm, “Not telling you.”

Mo Yan was momentarily at a loss, gritting his teeth slightly.

Fine, not knowing her name was okay.

But there was something he needed to clarify!

“Why did you ambush me that night?”

Faced with someone as persistent as Mo Yan, Su Bao’s cunning side emerged subtly.

With a straight face, she tilted her head and said earnestly, “Uncle, you can eat whatever you want, but you can’t say whatever you want. When did I ever ambush you?”

Uncle?!

Mo Yan was momentarily stunned before he processed it.

It felt like a knife to the heart.

At 26, he was nearly ten years older than the girl in front of him, but still, calling him uncle?!

“Stop dodging! That night, you wore a white dress stained with blood! Don’t deny it, who exactly are you?”

Su Bao tilted her head, seriously asking, “Uncle, are you sure the person you met that night was me?”

Mo Yan firmly replied with a yes.

His intense gaze fixed on Su Bao, not giving her a moment to breathe.

Su Bao calmly said, “Uncle, that’s really unfortunate. You’re not that old, yet your eyesight is already failing.”

“You…” Mo Yan thought she might say something meaningful, but she was just seriously messing with him!

Da Hei: “…”

Applause, she recovered quickly.

Worth encouraging!

After being led in circles by Su Bao, Mo Yan decided to stop talking.

Su Bao, being someone who doesn’t provoke unless provoked, stayed silent once Mo Yan stopped speaking.

They arrived at the infirmary in silence, the atmosphere between them was quite strange.

Even the school doctor glanced at them, sensing something off, as if they weren’t getting along.

“Young lady, how did your arm get dislocated?” The school doctor, a kind middle-aged man, asked.

“He twisted it.”

Su Bao calmly told the truth.

But with her round face and big, dark eyes, her amber cat-like pupils naturally evoked sympathy.

The school doctor, hearing this, gave Mo Yan a hard glare.

This so-called instructor was acting like a thug, treating a young girl so harshly!

Mo Yan, unjustly glared at, felt baffled.

Yes, he dislocated her arm, but she wasn’t exactly innocent!

The school doctor reset Su Bao’s dislocated arm and gave her some instructions.

While advising her, he shot Mo Yan a look of reproach.

Finally, as they were leaving, he lectured Mo Yan, playing the senior card.

“Officer, these kids are just starting college, not your soldiers. Even if you’re hot-tempered, you should restrain yourself. Hurting a young girl like this isn’t right, don’t you think?”

Mo Yan: …