"You're welcome, I just helped you carry the medicine basket. I couldn't really be of much help anyway."
Song Zhishu shook his head, frowning and wearing a deeply worried expression.
The Educated Youth Point was far too suffocating. On one side was Fu Yurou's concealment, and on the other was Li Qianjin's aggressive pushing. He felt like he could barely breathe, which was why he had come out for a walk to clear his head—never expecting to run into Gu Qingya and find her injured. Wanting to help support her, yet afraid of causing misunderstandings, he had no choice but to accompany her along the way so that he could step in immediately if anything happened.
Chapter 97