"I've only been studying for over half a year, and there's so much I haven't learned." Feng Feng refused.
"You need to be more confident. You chose this major yourself back then, and if you don't use it now, it would be a disservice to your past choice."
"If I treat her, it'll be like working without a license, which is against the rules. If you ask me," Feng Feng pursed her lips, "you should take her to the hospital."
"You..."
"Brother, don't be silly, I can't do it," Feng Feng said agitatedly.
Hearing their conversation, the aunt walked over and said, "Qi Shi, don't make things difficult for Feng Feng. You should take this girl to the hospital. I won't tell your mother."
"Forget it, I'll figure something out myself." Feng Qi Shi's face fell. He glanced at the two of them and instructed, "Don't say I brought her back."
"Qi Shi, you're thinking too simply. What if she..."
"She saved me, I can't do this."
"You can ask for her medical expenses," the aunt suggested.
However, this was not the answer Feng Qi Shi wanted. Seeing their nervous expressions, he said, "This is my business. You just need to keep your mouths shut. Thank you." With that, he carried Mu An Xiao towards the room on the second floor.
The aunt looked at Feng Qi Shi's retreating back with concern. Just as she was about to speak, Feng Feng patted her shoulder and said, "I'll go take a look. It seems the girl isn't seriously injured, so don't worry."
"Okay," the aunt nodded.
Feng Feng sighed softly and quickly headed upstairs.
"Brother, do you have a first-aid kit in your room?" Feng Feng asked, walking behind Feng Qi Shi who had already pushed open the door.
Feng Qi Shi turned his head slightly and replied, "Yes," before entering the room.
"That's good," Feng Feng said, following him into the room and closing the door with her hands behind her back.
Feng Qi Shi walked to the bedside and gently placed Mu An Xiao on the bed. He then sat by the bed, taking a few breaths, and said, "Um, what's your friend's name?"
"My friend?" Feng Feng walked to the table, picked up the first-aid kit, and asked with a hint of doubt.
Feng Qi Shi raised his arm to wipe the sweat from his forehead and neck, saying, "The one you called your fake best friend."
"Why are you asking about her?" Feng Feng's expression was resistant.
"To be honest," Feng Qi Shi turned his head to glance at Mu An Xiao, who lay motionless, "she was beaten into this state by your friend."
"Didn't you say she..."
"I couldn't mention your friend in front of the aunt, could I? That aunt's mouth is unusually wide. She might have already tipped off Mom by now," Feng Qi Shi sighed.
"The aunt wouldn't do that, would she?" Feng Feng expressed her disbelief.
"If you don't believe me, go listen by the stairs," Feng Qi Shi gestured towards the closed door.
Feng Feng looked at Feng Qi Shi with a half-believing expression, turned, walked to the door, gently pulled it open, and tiptoed to the stairwell, only to be stunned.
Downstairs, the aunt was indeed on the phone with Feng's mother: "Madam, Qi Shi brought back a young girl. I heard she was injured."
Feng's mother sat outside the cafe, watching passersby and said, "Injured? Are you kidding me? This isn't the martial world. Why would he bring home someone who's injured? Although Qi Shi has become foolish from studying, he wouldn't lack such common sense."
"Madam, I'm not kidding..."
Feng's mother interrupted the aunt, "That boy is definitely putting on an act with that girl. Don't take it seriously."
"But I saw the girl was indeed injured, her face was pale."