Well, now it's settled, there's no need to check anymore. Whether he was injured before doesn't matter; the key is that now Bo Yan groaned in pain and is thoroughly hurt.
But even so, Bo Yan didn't dare let go of her hand. When they landed, he still reached out to protect Xia Siyu's head to prevent her from hitting the corner of the bedside table.
When they both got up, Xia Siyu seemed to realize she had caused trouble and quickly retreated to the side, glancing at Bo Yan while nervously tugging at the small frayed edge of the bedsheet. Her eyes darted around, then quickly returned, with a guilty expression on her face: "Um...it's not broken, right?"
Bo Yan's face was covered in black lines. Earlier, he was pretending he couldn't get up, but now he really can't get up. After struggling for a long time, he supported himself with his hands and tried to climb up, rushing to the bathroom with hurried small steps.
