The Indifferent Young Master’s Flash Marriage

Hearing Jiang Qiran's rhetorical question, Xia Qianqian thought that Jiang Qiran had listened to her provocations and was secretly delighted.

But of course, Xia Qianqian could not reveal it so directly.

"I don't know either, but Ye Linlang's fainting was too coincidental, so I was reading a little more into it. Maybe I misunderstood Ye Linlang, or maybe…"

Such an ambiguous answer was what Xia Qianqian was best at.

In this way, no matter what the final outcome was, she had a reason to hold her ground!

…

However, what Xia Qianqian didn't expect was that Jiang Qiran directly snorted.

"She injured her leg, and it's very serious. How could you not know?"

When he ran over and saw that Ye Linlang's left shin involuntarily drew in pain, Jiang Qiran already understood where this girl's injury was.

Compared to Xia Qianqian, who had tears in her eyes and looked pitiful, Ye Linlang's pain was undoubtedly much more serious.

Even without listening to others, Jiang Qiran had already sorted out the general sequence of events in his heart.

"Is tudent Ye Linlang's condition, really very serious?"

Xia Qianqian pouted aggrievedly and even deliberately rubbed her shoulder and back, as if silently announcing how much pain she was in.

The real victim was clearly her!

…

Unfortunately, Jiang Qiran didn't fall for Xia Qianqian's tricks.

Jiang Qiran's expression was cold and indifferent. He reached out and pulled up Ye Linlang's school uniform pants a little.

A section of her left leg was exposed.

However, what was shocking was that there was a large bruise on the left leg's tibia, and it was even emitting bright red blood!

It looked extremely serious!

…

When Yin Zihan and the others who had just rushed over saw the horrifying bruise on Ye Linlang's leg, their eyes almost popped out of their sockets!

Oh god!

This was too serious!

Moreover, it looked like if her leg wasn't handled carefully, it might even break!

What on Earth could have caused her to be in such a state?

Xia Qianqian looked at the bruise on Ye Linlang's leg. She was initially surprised, but then all sorts of indescribable pleasure flashed through her mind!

Ye Linlang deserved it!

Who told her to be so arrogant?! Now the Karma has come!

But of course, Xia Qianqian didn't dare to say these words in front of Jiang Qiran.

Her porcelain-white face was full of tears, and she almost flashed out the word 'heart-wrenching!'

"Oh my god! Student Ye Linlang was actually injured so badly. Why didn't she say anything!"

The implication was that Ye Linlang had brought this upon herself. Who was to blame?!

The tennis teacher, who had wanted to help Xia Qianqian, was also stunned!

…

Jiang Qiran snorted coldly. He did not even look at the person beside him. He directly carried the young girl in his arms and walked towards the infirmary.

Xia Qianqian looked at Jiang Qiran's slender and cold back. She gritted her teeth and immediately chased after him!

"Teacher! No matter what, I am related to Ye Linlang's injuries. I'll go over and take a look!"

…

As Jiang Qiran carried Ye Linlang towards the infirmary, in a trance, Ye Linlang felt as if she was being hugged by someone, her legs dangling in the air.

She could even smell the faint scent of mint on the person who was hugging her. Her nose felt cold.

Her feet should have been in an unsafe position when they were off the ground, but being in this person's embrace somehow made Ye Linlang feel at ease.

Ye Linlang struggled to open her eyes. Her eyelids were so heavy that it was as if they were filled with lead.

"Is it… Qiran?"

Ye Linlang asked softly. Her voice was so soft that it sounded like a cat's meow. It was so soft that she could barely hear herself.

However, Ye Linlang heard Jiang Qiran's reply.

"It's me. Don't be afraid."

Jiang Qiran's words lingered in her ears very clearly. Ye Linlang suddenly felt that it was not too sad to suffer like this.

Of course, the prerequisite was that she could be held in Jiang Qiran's arms every time.

It seemed that she had unknowingly become closer to her Prince Charming?

Ye Linlang thought to herself. In a hazy line of sight, she vaguely saw a chin above her. The curve was exquisite and cold.

But it made Ye Linlang feel at ease. She felt extremely at ease.

If it was possible, it would be good to stay like this until the end of time.

It was not the first time Ye Linlang had such a thought. It was probably because Jiang Qiran was here, she thought.

…

About five minutes later, Ye Linlang and Jiang Qiran arrived at the infirmary together. There were also quite a number of followers behind them.

For example, the school beauty Xia Qianqian, who had chased after them because she was unwilling to give up, or Yin Zihan, who was worried about Ye Linlang.

There were also all kinds of students who were watching the show. Because the infirmary could not fit so many people, they all stood at the door.

"Doctor, how is she?"

Jiang Qiran frowned slightly, and there was a rare hint of anxiety in his voice.

Meanwhile, the school doctor in a white coat was using scissors to cut open a piece of Ye Linlang's pants and began to apply medicine on her.

"It's just that the bruise is a little serious, but fortunately, it didn't hurt her muscles and bones. As long as she recuperates for a few days and doesn't run around, she should be able to recover."

Jiang Qiran heaved a sigh of relief in his heart.

The Doctor took out the school medical record book and gave it to Jiang Qiran. He asked Jiang Qiran to go to the front desk on the first floor of the school hospital to pay for the medicine that Ye Linlang needed for the next few days.

Jiang Qiran nodded and walked out of the door. When he saw Xia Qianqian, he coldly glanced at her, his gaze like ice and snow.

Xia Qianqian inexplicably shivered. When Jiang Qiran left, Xia Qianqian saw that the doctor had also left Ye Linlang's bed to consult another student.

Xia Qianqian gritted her teeth and immediately walked in.

Ye Linlang had already woken up.

She looked at Xia Qianqian warily with a look of disgust.

"What are you doing here? Are you here to pretend to be innocent again?"

Xia Qianqian narrowed her eyes and looked arrogantly at Ye Linlang, who was lying in the middle of the hospital bed. She didn't answer her question directly.

"Ye Linlang, I've heard about your bet with Ye Siyao. Are you interested in the two of us making a bet?"

Ye Linlang looked at Xia Qianqian mockingly, not taking her words seriously at all!

What kind of joke was this? Xia Qianqian was the learning committee member of grade one Class A. She was easily in the top five or even the top three of the class. How could she catch up to her in such a short time?!

…

Seeing that Ye Linlang did not speak, Xia Qianqian continued to speak on her own.

"Let's make a bet with Jiang Qiran. If I lose, I won't sit at the same table as Jiang Qiran anymore. But if you lose, you can't pester Jiang Qiran in the future…"

Ye Linlang waved her hand in annoyance and interrupted Xia Qianqian impatiently.

"You want me to bet with you on your results? Do you think that's fair?"

Hearing this, Xia Qianqian didn't feel that she was thick-skinned.

"Ye Linlang, I didn't say that you could test my results. As long as you enter the top 15 of the class, it'll be your win. Will you make the bet?"

Ye Linlang still felt dispirited after hearing her goading to such an extent.

What a joke! She definitely wouldn't make top 15!

However, at this moment, Jiang Qiran strode into the infirmary with a cold and deep voice.

"You can make the bet!"