I accompanied Li Xiaoran to the infirmary.

She had a bruise on her shoulder, clearly indicating that Pei Qi didn't hold back.

If she had actually hit me, the consequences wouldn't be light either.

"Are you fighting or playing a game? You're neither gentle nor heavy."

The school doctor scolded, "You're already grown up, yet you still can't take care of yourself. Hey, come here and apply some medicine to her."

I nodded and approached.

The injury on her shoulder was shocking.

"What are you staring at? Scared?"

Li Xiaoran laughed as if it didn't matter, "Fortunately, it happened to me. If it hit you, you wouldn't be in a good state either."

I applied the medicine to her shoulder and whispered, "Shut up."

Outside the curtain, the school doctor was attending to other students' injuries.

"...What's troubling you?"

Li Xiaoran's collar was pulled down to her shoulder.

My hand trembled as I applied the medicine.

She turned her head, her usually smiling eyes became calm:

"She treats you like this, aren't you angry?"

I shook my head, "I'm used to it."

"Why don't you resist?"

"It's useless," I lowered my head and gently applied the medicine to her, "The more I resist, the more she becomes relentless. She's sick, it's inexplicable. There are also problems with her upbringing. If I go and complain again, provoke her and get beaten even more, she'll retaliate even harder."

Li Xiaoran remained silent.

I sniffed and stopped talking.

But just as I finished applying the medicine and was about to wash my hands, she caught hold of me.

She carefully wiped away the medicine on my fingertips:

"So, how do I look to you?"