Sun Xiran looked at her swollen ankle, then at Ye Chen's sincere expression, and nodded, saying, "Okay."
With the girl's consent, Ye Chen also breathed a sigh of relief.
If the girl's stubbornness delayed the best time for treatment, even he couldn't guarantee there wouldn't be any lingering effects.
Ye Chen looked at the girl and said, "Be mentally prepared, it will hurt a bit during the massage."
He spoke while gently holding the girl's ankle, softly massaging it.
Even though his touch was gentle, the girl's face still showed pain, and she even made a sound.
"Bear with it, it will be better soon." Ye Chen comforted, seeing her pained expression.
Sun Xiran nodded, gritting her teeth, while sweat formed on her forehead.
The pain was bearable, but alongside Ye Chen's massage, she felt a strange sensation in her heart.
Sun Xiran couldn't hold back any longer, suddenly letting out a moan.
