The Sickly Villain Only Wants to Survive

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Zhu Tong was startled by Shao Ming's sudden movement and instinctively tried to step back.

"Don't move," Shao Ming said suddenly.

His voice was soft but commanding.

Zhu Tong: "..."

He couldn't move anyway. Behind him was the wall.

Shao Ming had already grabbed his ankle and gently moved it.

Zhu Tong immediately retracted his leg.

Shao Ming paused and looked up. "Does it hurt?"

"..."

The phrase "eyes as bright as stars" probably described someone like Shao Ming.

Facing his gaze, Zhu Tong was slightly stunned before nodding honestly, "Yes, it hurts."

Shao Ming immediately stood up. "Let's go to the hospital."

He supported Zhu Tong and prepared to leave, completely ignoring everyone else in the private room.

Luo Su had been watching Shao Ming kneel down to examine Zhu Tong's foot. He was both shocked and strangely found the scene beautiful, albeit slightly odd.

As they got up, Luo Su quickly snapped back to reality and said, "Ming-ge, what about them?"

Shao Ming seemed to have remembered something, glanced back at Yuan Shaozhao, who was being helped up by a few of his lackeys and adjusting his disheveled hair, and smiled. "Oh, does Young Master Yuan still want to fight?"

Yuan Shaozhao: "..."

"If not, go settle the compensation with the owner. It's a small business; it's not easy for them."

Moreover, the police were about to arrive.

The restaurant owner was already trembling outside the room.

Upon hearing Shao Ming speak on their behalf, the owner felt neither grateful nor dared to move.

Yuan Shaozhao glared at Shao Ming, gritting his teeth. "You'll regret this!"

Shao Ming responded with an indifferent smile.

As Shao Ming supported Zhu Tong out of the restaurant, Zhu Tong glanced back.

Luo Su had said the restaurant was new.

A newly opened establishment had been caught up in an unnecessary disaster.

It really wasn't easy for them.

Zhu Tong decided to ask Uncle Liu to come and offer compensation afterward.

Later, the restaurant owner, who mysteriously received three compensation payments, asked: "Are they going to fight again? Should I provide the venue?"

Of course, Young Master Zhu wouldn't know about this.

At the hospital, in the orthopedic clinic.

A young female doctor with glasses held a freshly printed X-ray and looked thoughtfully at the two people sitting across from her.

"You came a few days ago, didn't you?"

Zhu Tong: "..."

Less than a month after school started, Young Master Zhu had already made a second trip to the hospital.

It was even the same doctor attending him.

The world is truly fascinating.

He nodded reluctantly.