To be extraordinarily poor.

"Tsk tsk tsk." Wen Shike looked at Ming Wangxue, his eyes flicked back and forth between Ming Wangxue and Sheng Ling.

"Miss, you have such an obscene look in your eyes." Ming Wangxue said, a little disgusted.

"Really? I learned from you." Wen Shike expressed regret.

Ming Wangxue: ...

"I'm all injured." Ming Wangxue said loudly, "Is this how you treat the injured! I need to be cared for, hey, it's really sad."

"Not everyone is Sheng Ling." Lu Jingwei said, "Besides, it's just a sprain."

Ming Wangxue wanted to say something, but thinking of Lu Jingwei's experience, he shut up.

Indeed, to Lu Jingwei, it was just a sprained ankle.

but……

Ming Wangxue glanced at Wen Shike, wanting to say something, but in the end he decided to forget it.

"Let's go, since you are injured, then go to bed and lie down, don't make trouble." Sheng Ling said, "Be quiet."

Ming Wangxue looked at Sheng Ling with grievances: "I was told by them that you wouldn't help me."

"Sheng Ling, you have changed."

"Hey, don't you love me anymore?"

"Ha." Sheng Ling laughed, and supported Ming Wangxue to walk forward step by step.

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