Under Chu Yue's guidance, Bai Minghang and his son Bai Xiaosheng, along with Lin Weiwei, carefully helped Li Qiuyun over.
Sitting Li Qiuyun on a bench, Bai Minghang rolled up his wife's pants leg and couldn't help showing a pained expression when he saw that Li Qiuyun's ankle had swollen considerably.
When Bai Minghang was younger, he had also learned some massaging techniques. After checking, he breathed a sigh of relief.
"It's not a major problem, just a sprained muscle, it's swollen."
"Uncle, you guys wait here for a minute, I'll go get the first aid kit, it has safflower oil in it," Chu Yue said from the side.
"Thank you, young lady!" Bai Minghang and Li Qiuyun thanked with a grateful smile.
Bai Xiaosheng and Lin Weiwei also gave Chu Yue a kind smile.
"Don't mention it, once you enter these doors, you're our clients. Taking good care of you is part of my job," Chu Yue said with a sweet smile.
The girl's smile was heartwarming.
