DLSRWAR Chapter 41 This is called ‘worried into confusion’.

The school had a medical room.

When Ye Hancheng carried Qin Yumian inside, the on-duty doctor initially thought she had injured her leg. The doctor quickly set aside the half-eaten lunch and stood up, asking, “Oh dear, what happened? Did you twist your ankle?”

Ye Hancheng carefully placed Qin Yumian on the small bed and explained to the doctor, “She hurt her arm.”

Doctor: “…”

So it wasn’t a leg injury after all.

The doctor asked Qin Yumian to roll up her sleeve and examined her arm. The bones were fine, but the skin was bruised and had turned purple.

Standing beside the doctor, Ye Hancheng hovered anxiously like a buzzing bee, asking, “How is it? Is it serious? Could it be dislocated?”

The doctor reassured him, “It’s not dislocated, and the bones are intact. It’s nothing major. Just apply some ice and ointment.”

Since there wasn’t any ice readily available in the medical room, Ye Hancheng sent Wu Yu to the nearby convenience store to buy some popsicles.

Wu Yu returned with an old-style popsicle and a crushed ice pop. The popsicle was meant for his Brother Han to eat, while the crushed ice was for Qin Yumian to use on her bruised arm.

Wu Yu said, “Brother Han, since the sports rep is okay, I’ll head back. Everyone’s waiting for updates from the front line.”

Ye Hancheng waved his hand, signaling that Wu Yu could leave.

The young man, with a serious expression, placed the still-packaged crushed ice on the bruised area of Qin Yumian’s arm.

The coldness made her shudder instinctively.

The sun was quite strong that day, and they had worked up a sweat playing basketball. As Wu Yu left, he carried a white plastic bag filled with popsicles for the classmates.

Ye Hancheng didn’t like popsicles—he wasn’t fond of sweets, a trait he inherited from his old father.

Qin Yumian held the crushed ice herself while Ye Hancheng unwrapped the popsicle, holding it by the stick. He asked, “Want some?”

Qin Yumian, feeling a bit thirsty, nodded in agreement.

Ye Hancheng continued to hold the crushed ice against her arm while Qin Yumian ate the popsicle.

The small examination area was separated by a curtain from the consulting room where the doctor was eating lunch. In the area behind the curtain, only the two of them remained.

Qin Yumian took a bite of the popsicle and suddenly asked, “Why did you pick me up again today?”

Ye Hancheng’s hand holding the crushed ice froze for a moment, but he quickly composed himself. “I thought you were in so much pain that you couldn’t walk.”

Qin Yumian gave him a sidelong glance. “Do you believe I could perform a 100-meter sprint right now?”

Ye Hancheng puffed out his chest, speaking with righteous conviction, “You just don’t understand—this is called ‘worried into confusion’. You can’t blame me, and you definitely can’t get mad at me.”

Qin Yumian: “…”

Realizing the topic was becoming too risky, Ye Hancheng swiftly changed the subject. “How did you know that guy from the vocational high school?”

“His younger brother is classmates with Qin Xian. They used to fight all the time. You know how it is with kids—if they can’t win, they call for backup. That’s how Fang Xiang got involved. I was there too.”

Ye Hancheng asked, “And then? Did you two end up fighting?”

If it was in his previous life, Ye Hancheng wouldn’t have entertained such thoughts, but in this life, his wife was quite a wild card—fighting and climbing walls were just part of her daily routine.

“No,” Qin Yumian shook her head. “We watched Qin Xian and his brother fight, then each of us took our respective brothers home. Oh, and by the way, when we got home, I gave Qin Xian another beating.”

Ye Hancheng: “…”

Why do I feel a little sorry for my little brother-in-law?

After applying the ice and ointment, the doctor allowed them to leave.

As soon as they sat down in the classroom, Hao Jiajia and the others surrounded them. “Sports rep, how are you? Are you feeling any better?”

Qin Yumian responded to her classmates’ concerns, and even the usually aloof Qiao Xiaohan paid attention from her seat.

Once the classmates had dispersed, Hao Jiajia pulled out her phone and scrolled through the photos she had saved from the school forum. “Sports rep, have you seen the forum? The photos of Brother Han carrying you to the medical room are almost going viral.”

Qin Yumian glanced sideways. “What photos?”

No. 2 High School has a school forum, which was jointly opened with No. 1 High School. Many people had seen Ye Hancheng carrying Qin Yumian—especially the princess-carrying kind.

Photos of the incident were taken and posted on the school forum.

Since Qin Yumian didn’t have a phone, she was unaware of the storm brewing on the school’s online platform.

Hao Jiajia didn’t show Qin Yumian what people were saying on the forum but only shared a few photos she thought were particularly good.

“Sports rep, look at this side profile shot—it’s absolutely stunning.”

Qin Yumian: “…”

She had no words to respond.

Xue Qingxing, having heard about the midday incident from classmates, hurried over as soon as the bell rang. She circled Qin Yumian twice, relieved to see she was intact, though her arm was bruised. After a few concerned questions and realizing Qin Yumian was truly fine, she relaxed and left with the things she had bought.

Ye Hancheng leaned against the corner, his gaze fixed intently on the little girl in front of him.

His wife had a truly wide circle of friends, always surrounded by people.

Yet, seven years later, he realized he had never met any of her friends.

He suddenly recalled that since their marriage, his wife seemed to have lost touch with her friends. She rarely went out with her girlfriends to shop; instead, her life revolved around home and the studio.

…

At six in the evening, Lu Jiawen arrived punctually at the school gate to pick up Qin Yumian.

Ye Hancheng had intended to invite his wife to dinner but didn’t find her in the classroom. He assumed she had left with Hao Jiajia.

He called Hao Jiajia, who replied, “The sports rep didn’t leave with me.”

Ye Hancheng ended the call, muttering to himself, “Where could she be? Is she angry with me again?”

Meanwhile, Qin Yumian was sitting in Lu Jiawen’s car.

Lu Jiawen, dressed in a smart casual suit, spoke in his usual gentle tone. “Are the supplementary books I gave you still suitable?”

Qin Yumian held her backpack and nodded. “It’s quite good.”

Lu Jiawen responded, “I’ve ordered a birthday cake for Grandpa. We’ll pick it up first and then head back. Is that okay?”

Qin Yumian had no objections.

She had forgotten about Grandpa Lu’s birthday, so she hadn’t prepared a gift.

Suddenly, Qin Yumian spoke up. “Big Brother Jiawen, could we make a stop at a store on the way? I need to buy a few things.”

Lu Jiawen agreed, “Sure.”

There was a cake shop in Sangcheng known for making cakes that suited Grandpa Lu’s taste. In previous years, they had always ordered from that shop for his birthday.

After picking up the cake, Lu Jiawen took Qin Yumian to the mall to buy some art supplies.

The birthday celebration for Grandpa Lu was held at home, with Grandpa Qin and Grandpa Lu playing chess in the garden.

Qin Xian stayed indoors, engrossed in a video game.

Upon seeing Qin Yumian, Grandpa Lu invited her over to join the chess game.

Grandpa Qin, holding a cup of tea, sat nearby and chatted with Lu Jiawen.

Grandpa Lu was a professor at Tsinghua-Peking University, having taught countless students over the years. On his birthday, many people called to wish him well.

There were also those who had sent gifts in advance.

After spending some time playing chess with Grandpa Lu, Qin Yumian retreated to the study to work on her art.

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