Qiao Qiao pointed to the hot water bottle not far away, "I have the strength to lift the hot water bottle, why don’t I have the strength to do the laundry?"

Qin Shaonan said nothing and left directly.

Qiao Qiao chased after him, holding the hot water bottle, but after walking a few steps, the handle of the hot water bottle suddenly slipped.

Before she could react, the hot water bottle fell to the ground with a "bang," and a whole bottle of boiling water splashed onto her legs and feet.

Qin Shaonan heard the noise and turned to look at Qiao Qiao.

Qiao Qiao stood there, rapidly feeling the scorching pain on her legs and feet.

With his long legs, Qin Shaonan quickly reached Qiao Qiao, glanced down, and it was clear it wasn’t her fault; the handle of the hot water bottle had fallen off.

He said nothing, grabbed her wrist, and lifted her up, "Which direction is the school infirmary?"

Qiao Qiao leaned against his chest, and the pain seemed to miraculously lessen!

Qin Shaonan looked down at Qiao Qiao, "Didn’t hear me?"

Qiao Qiao snapped back to reality, pointing in the direction of the school infirmary.

Qin Shaonan, "Why are you jogging in the middle of the night?"

Qiao Qiao, "I’m chasing you."

Qin Shaonan looked down at Qiao Qiao.

Qiao Qiao shrank her head a bit, leaning against his chest, feeling his strong muscles and firm heartbeat, and her heartbeat sped up too, "Can’t you feel it?"

Qin Shaonan looked at Qiao Qiao for a while, then looked away, "I guess you’re not hurting, walk by yourself."

Qiao Qiao quickly became honest, "Instructor Qin, it hurts, really hurts!"

Qin Shaonan didn’t look at her again and headed towards the school infirmary.

When they arrived, they found the infirmary was already closed.

He glanced at Qiao Qiao, "It might take some time to get to the hospital, can you endure it?"

Qiao Qiao nodded. Though uncomfortable, she held on. If she had another chance, she would still be willing to be scalded, as being held in Instructor Qin’s arms gave her a very safe feeling.

It’s something she had never had in her life, something she lacked most.

Perhaps no one could understand her, because no one knew what she went through.

From a young age, she learned to wrap herself in a solid shell like a hedgehog, facing this world.

She didn’t love this world, but she fell in love with him.

Qin Shaonan carried Qiao Qiao to the graduate dormitory, "Wait here for a while, I’ll go upstairs to grab my wallet and car keys."

Qiao Qiao stood there; her feet hurt and she didn’t dare to step firmly, gritting her teeth to endure.

Qin Shaonan went upstairs and soon came down in a change of clothes, holding car keys, opened the nearby Range Rover, and opened the car door, "Can you get in by yourself?"

Qiao Qiao nodded and got into the passenger seat.

Qin Shaonan got in the driver’s seat and started the car. Hearing the constant alarm sounds inside the car, he looked at Qiao Qiao and slowed down, "Put on your seatbelt."

Qiao Qiao, "Yes, Instructor Qin."

She pulled over the seatbelt and fastened it.

Qin Shaonan drove straight toward the school gate.

An hour later, they arrived at the Army Hospital.

Qin Shaonan made a phone call, handed Qiao Qiao over to the doctor, and sat aside smoking.

The doctor glanced at the area of Qiao Qiao’s burn; it was large and severe, and he frowned.

Qiao Qiao looked at the doctor, couldn’t help but ask, "Doctor, will it leave a scar? Does it mean I can’t wear skirts and sandals anymore?"

The doctor looked at Qiao Qiao. After all, she’s a young girl still concerned about these issues, "It’s hard to say, although you were brought in promptly, it depends on your skin type. If it’s scar-prone, it may leave a scar."

Qin Shaonan sat there, looking at Qiao Qiao, coldly said, "Is it that important whether you can wear skirts?"