"Alright!" Zhou Xiaoyue gritted her teeth and agreed, but immediately, tears of grievance began streaming down her face.
Li Yifei hastily said, "Little Yue, don't cry. It shouldn't be anything serious. Typically, in falls like this, the most vulnerable part is the coccyx. If the coccyx is fine, then it's just a surface injury, nothing too significant."
As he spoke, Li Yifei crouched down beside Zhou Xiaoyue, placed both hands under her armpits, and said, "Lie on my lap, let me take a look."
"Ah!" Zhou Xiaoyue's face instantly turned bright red. Li Yifei had so abruptly placed his hands there without any warning, and the position was alarmingly close to her chest—an area particularly sensitive for a young woman, and definitely a place a man shouldn't touch.
