Song Yue instinctively stepped back, her guard rising as soon as her dear uncle stepped up a little. "What right do you have to order me around?" she shot back. "I'm not a doctor."
Li Meiran's lips curved slowly, the smile cold and cutting. "Exactly," he said, voice low. "You're not a doctor, but you hurt me. That makes it your responsibility. Don't tell me you never learned basic first aid at school. Come here. Treat me."
The last word was forced out through clenched teeth. He refused to believe this little menace would escape again so easily.
Song Yue cursed him silently. Just thinking about how he had forced her to drink the day before made her blood burn.
She didn't even wait for Nie Rougang to speak. Instead, she lifted her chin and smiled sweetly.
"First aid? I did learn it," she said lightly. "But it was first aid for animals. So tell me—what kind of animal are you? It actually suits you."
For a split second, Li Meiran's expression shattered.
