Chapter 2 Don't Cry

  Yi Meng looked at Wang Lin on the ground, feeling uncomfortable in her heart, and her sympathy began to overflow. Yi Meng walked up to Wang Lin, bent down and slowly helped her up.

  Wang Lin looked at Yi Meng with eyes full of tears, her surprise written all over her face. Yi Meng looked at Wang Lin's hand, furrowed his brow, then pulled up Wang Lin's hand and pushed through the crowd, ignoring Yuan Da and the large group of girls' curiosity, leaving the restaurant.

  "Hey, where are you taking me?" Wang Lin finally couldn't help but ask.

  Yi Meng didn't say a word, still pulling her forward, his handsome figure giving Wang Lin space to think. Wang Lin saw Yi Meng ignoring her and suddenly pulled back her own hand, standing in place looking at Yi Meng.

  Yi Meng's face revealed a look of impatience, "I'm telling you, Wang Lin, can't you just be quiet for a moment?" Yi Meng "Then you first say, where are you going to take me?" Wang Lin raised her head, not showing any weakness.

  Yi Meng's mouth curled up at the corner as she looked at Wang Lin and smiled. She didn't know why, but she felt that this girl was quite interesting.

  "You, you, you're laughing at what." Wang Lin carefully looked at herself, apart from her injured hand, what else could make Yimeng laugh?

  "Alright, I won't laugh anymore. Now please let's go to the infirmary with Wang Lin." Yimeng said, without waiting for Wang Lin's response, she pulled Wang Lin's hand again and headed towards the infirmary.

  "Hey, Nurse White, come and take a look, is anything wrong with this pig's hand?" Yimeng shouted as soon as she entered the medical room.

  Yi Meng finished speaking and glanced at Wang Lin, who was already clenching her teeth in anger, looking quite fierce but still somewhat cute.

  "Here comes that little rascal again!" A woman wearing a white coat came out of the house, her face still flushed with excitement.

  "Alright, come on, let her see how her pig hand is doing." Yimeng said, pushing Wang Lin forward. Then she turned around and sat down at the table, seemingly unwilling to bother with Wang Lin anymore.

  The white-clothed sister pointed at Wang Lin with her finger, and winked at Yi Meng, "What, let her see? A girl?" Looks like the white-clothed sister is a bit dizzy.

  "It's no use for a girl!" Wang Lin gave a cold glance at the white-robed sister, her pride evident.

  The woman in white looked at Wang Lin, furrowed her brow, then turned and walked to the counter, picked up a bottle, stuffed it into Wang Lin's hand, and walked back into the room.

  "What's wrong?" Wang Lin held the bottle, looking a bit at a loss.

  "Let your boyfriend wipe it for you." The voice of the woman in white came through the door.

  Yi Meng, who was sitting at the table, was stunned. "What? Boyfriend? I'm not her boyfriend!" Yi Meng shouted loudly towards the door.

  "Hmph, I don't care about you either." Wang Lin was worried, how could she wipe it herself.