Chapter 19: Chapter 19: Treatment

"Zhang Jie, you live here?"

Ye Huan was greatly surprised. The building in front was likely an employee housing block from the 1980s, looking very old and full of historical charm.

While the base salary at Tianyun International wasn’t high, the commission rate was quite good, reaching up to five percent. Senior employees could easily earn over ten thousand a month. With Zhang Huimin’s financial capability, renting in a better community shouldn’t be a problem.

Why would she live here?

"Yes, on the third floor." Zhang Huimin blushed slightly.

It was the first time she was carried by a man, and her heart was pounding rapidly.

After reaching the third floor and opening the door, Ye Huan glanced around.

The home decor was extremely outdated, with a bulky television relying on transistors, dating back more than ten years, and even the incandescent light flickered under a thick layer of dust. Still, it looked very tidy, clearly regularly maintained.

"You... you can put me down now..." Zhang Huimin said shyly.

"Be careful then."

"Okay."

Zhang Huimin blushed and nodded. After getting down from Ye Huan’s back, she opened the shoe cabinet and bent over to take out a pair of men’s slippers.

But just as she was about to speak, she let out a scream as sharp pain shot through her ankle, causing her legs to buckle, pitching her forward.

Seeing this, Ye Huan swiftly caught her and without a second thought, placed her on the sofa. Removing her high heels, he held her feet.

"Xiao Ye, what are you doing..." Zhang Huimin said through gritted teeth, her face flushed with embarrassment.

A woman’s feet are practically her third hidden feature, and having them cradled by a man like this was utterly embarrassing for her.

"Zhang Jie, your ankle is already swollen, the bone might be slightly dislocated, and it needs immediate attention," Ye Huan said earnestly.

"But it’s so late; how can it be treated? You... you should let go of my foot first," Zhang Huimin spoke weakly.

"I’ll handle it."

"You will?"

Zhang Huimin didn’t get it and was about to ask, then suddenly let out a scream, covering her face with a throw pillow.

Her face behind the pillow was so red it seemed it might drip blood.

Despite being in her thirties, her foot was being cradled and massaged by a young man?

This is outrageous!

other like this, stop now!"

and said, "Zhang Jie, we aren’t touching directly; there’s a

Huimin’s legs were clad in

was a

count as

"But... but..."

If it’s not handled now, you might end up bedridden

nervous,

a few seconds, she noticed the pain in her feet began to ease with Ye Huan’s massage technique, and even a cooling sensation started to

...

"Snap... snap!"

of bone

the misaligned bone is corrected, and the swelling has subsided significantly. Try walking normally now." Ye Huan took a deep breath and concluded the arduous

Huimin lowered the pillow, nodded, and took a couple of steps on the ground, exclaiming, "It’s better, it doesn’t hurt

absolutely refrain from wearing high heels and minimize walking as much as possible,"

"Huh? You’re leaving?"

words left her mouth, Zhang Huimin hurriedly covered her mouth, her face burning

recognizing how her

herself, speaking softly, "I... what I meant to say is, it’s

and women avoiding close contact?" Ye Huan’s resolute look almost

sleep together!" Zhang Huimin exclaimed, her face flushed, "You can sleep in the

I’ll still take the sofa." Ye Huan chuckled, putting his backpack

societal implications of an unaccompanied man and woman together, he

the woman offered, it shouldn’t be an

sleep on, who would choose to sleep under a bridge?

I’ll

Zhang Huimin could finish, Ye Huan interrupted, "Zhang Jie, if you keep saying that, I’ll leave. I love sleeping on sofas the most, so why are

sleeping

Huimin was

get involved with Wang Biao?" Ye Huan quickly

"Wang Biao?"

helplessly: "I owe him money, and he often comes

a modest life without extravagant clothes or

frowned, her

atmosphere was incredibly

breaking the silence: "Xiao Ye, don’t laugh, but

by you,

laughed, "Can you imagine? I’m actually married. But on the night we got married, my husband went clubbing with his group of rowdy friends and ended up getting

mouth

and then getting hit by a

That’s definitely divine retribution!

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