"What's wrong with your foot, why are you running away?" Yu Xiuzhun punched the mattress, with a loud 'bang', Mingmei instinctively hugged her head in fright.
A few seconds passed before she realized what he had just said.
"It's sprained. It's none of your business."
Mingmei spoke weakly.
The moment her words fell, she saw Yu Xiuzhun squat down and press his hand on her ankle.
"Hiss—"
Mingmei instinctively inhaled sharply, her little face contorted with pain, wrinkled like a steamed bun.
The next second, Yu Xiuzhun stood up, walked over to the wardrobe, and changed into a set of clothes calmly.
He turned around, scooped her up, and strode out the door.
"Where are you taking me? Mr. Yu, I want to go home..."
"Shut up, if you nag anymore I'll throw you down from upstairs!" Yu Xiuzhun growled viciously and in an instant had carried Mingmei out of the villa.
The car headed towards the hospital.
After getting out of the car, Mingmei was still securely held in his arms.
