Qiao Jing's abashed look made Qiao Yue laugh out loud, but this laugh tugged at her wound, causing her to gasp in pain.
Qiao Jing quickly got up and walked to the bed, wanting to help Qiao Yue lie down, but Qiao Yue grabbed his wrist.
"Brother, I've been bored all day. I want to go out for a walk," Qiao Yue said.
Qiao Jing frowned, unwilling to allow Qiao Yue to get up. However, Qiao Yue's insistence soon swayed him, and he helped her into a wheelchair.
After caring for Qiao Yue for so long, Qiao Jing had familiarised himself with caring for others. He was no longer as clumsy as before and did not jostle or aggravate her injuries.
Qiao Jing wheeled Qiao Yue downstairs, where Qiao Xin and the Eldest Madam were seated.
The sound of the wheelchair moving attracted the two's attention. The Eldest Madam's expression grew complicated as she watched Qiao Jing pushing Qiao Yue in her wheelchair. Qiao Xin was more straightforward, overflowing with jealousy.
