The first time in history

"How do you feel now?" Qian Ming took another look at the girl's feet and asked, "Does it still hurt?"

"Well...it still hurts a little." The girl said softly, "It seems to be better than when I was at home."

"That's good." Qian Mingduo said to the girl, "It should be like what your mother said, it's just a soft tissue strain, it's okay."

"Is your name Qian Mingduo?" the girl asked softly, "I heard you tell my mother just now that your name is Qian Mingduo."

"Yes, my name is Qian Mingduo," he replied with a smile, "What's your name? I still don't know your name."

"I..." The girl was about to answer Qian Mingduo's question when she saw her parents appear at one end of the corridor, walking towards them quickly. "My dad is here," the girl said to Qian Mingduo.

Qian Mingduo also took a quick look, then stood up and said to the girl's father who was running over and panting, "Hello, uncle."

"Hello, hello." The girl's father first looked at his daughter's ankle, then he let out a long sigh and said to Qian Mingduo: "Thank you! You have helped us so much, you must be very tired, right?"

"It's okay, uncle, do you think her foot is okay?"

"It should be fine." The girl's father squatted down at his daughter's feet again, holding her feet up while complaining, "How could you be so careless that you could roll down the stairs?"

"Who said he rolled down?" The girl said to her father coquettishly, "He fell down, not rolled down."

"I told your father that you rolled down the stairs." The girl's mother also squatted beside her husband, observing the girl's feet.

"Mom...you're such a jerk!" The girl glanced at Li Xuan and her face turned red again.

"Let's take an X-ray?" Dad stood up and said, "It's nothing serious, but... let's take a film first." He turned around and looked around. "I'll go find a wheelchair. I can't let Xiao Qian carry it all the time... Your name is Qian Mingduo, right?"

"Yes, my name is Qian Mingduo." He replied, "It's okay, uncle. Your daughter is not heavy. I can carry her."

"Dad!" the girl said to her father anxiously, "Let's find a wheelchair. I've been carried all the way here." She quickly glanced at Qian Mingduo, her cheeks flushed, "I'm embarrassed."

In fact, she knew it best. Although she said so, she felt embarrassed in her heart and even enjoyed the few short minutes on Qian Mingduo's back. But after all, she was a little girl and she had to be reserved.

The girl's father was stunned at first, then an understanding smile appeared on his face, and he said hurriedly: "Okay, okay, how about Daddy carry you?"

"Come on!" the girl's mother said, "Your waist hasn't recovered yet. If you carry Wan'er on your back, your waist will hurt again. One of you has a sore foot and the other has a sore waist. I don't know how to take care of you!"

"Uncle, don't carry her if your waist hurts." Qian Mingduo squatted in front of the girl again. "Uncle, please help her get up." Qian Mingduo patted her shoulder, turned around and said to the girl jokingly, "Come on, let's continue!"

The girl lowered her eyes, not daring to look directly at Qian Mingduo. She just twisted the corner of her clothes with her fingers, but the corners of her mouth rose unconsciously.

"It's not a serious injury anyway," the mother pulled her husband's sleeve, "You should find a wheelchair. The little Qianren child is really tired from carrying Wan'er up and down the stairs. Don't bother Li Xuan."

"Okay, okay, okay." The father responded to his wife and left quickly, and then the girl's mother quickly followed. Qian Mingduo, who wanted to persist, saw the girl's parents walking quickly to the other end of the corridor.

As soon as he straightened up, he felt his hand being quickly touched by the girl. He turned around and saw the girl pointing at the bench and saying, "Sit down for a while! Aren't you tired of bending over and sticking your butt out all the time?" After the girl said that, she was amused by her own words. She covered her mouth with her hands and laughed quietly.

Qian Mingduo looked at the girl's shy but unconcealed smile, and a warm ripple appeared in his heart, but he pretended to be angry and said to the girl: "Who wants to bend over and stick out their butt?" He leaned his head towards the girl and whispered: "You got the advantage and you're still acting cute, right?"

The girl didn't say anything, she just covered her mouth and leaned back on the bench, laughing "hehe, hehe".

"What's so funny?" Qian Mingduo opened his eyes wide and looked at the girl. "I don't even know why you are laughing?"

"You just... ugh, ugh" the girl tried to control herself, "When you were squatting just now, you looked very much like Jerry. Jerry always bends over and sticks his butt out like you did just now."

"What are you talking about?" Qian Mingduo was really confused by many girls. "What Jerry?"

"Jerry from Tom and Jerry!" The girl probably thought of Jerry's funny scenes again and started laughing with her hands covering her mouth.

"Do you believe that I will eat you?" Qian Mingduo, who understood what was going on, thought of Jerry's funny scene in the cartoon, so he imitated Jerry's tone and movements, raised his hands high towards the girl, and like Mei Chaofeng's Nine Yin White Bone Claw, gradually approached the girl.

"I believe it, I believe it." The girl was completely defenseless against Qian Mingduo at this time. She and Qian Mingduo were joking and playing with each other just like the closest sisters, or acting like a spoiled child to her brother.

"I believe you can eat me, I believe it!" She laughed and retreated behind her. "Don't make me laugh, my feet are starting to hurt again, don't make me laugh!"

Qian Mingduo's heart was filled with ripples when he saw this scene. He thought: This girl is so innocent and lovely. Her undisguised smile and clear eyes are like a beam of warm sunshine, shining directly into his heart. He felt an unprecedented sense of relief that he could make her so relaxed and happy.

Her defenseless attitude towards him, her innocence, made him instantly feel the weight of his responsibility, as if a voice in his heart told him that he must take good care of her, protect her from the wind and rain, and not let any dust in the world contaminate her purity.

The father and mother came back in a hurry, pushing the wheelchair. Qian Mingduo carefully helped the girl to the wheelchair, and his movements were gentle as if she was a precious and fragile item. The girl sat in the wheelchair, but her eyes never left Li Xuan who was walking beside her, and there was an indescribable emotion in her eyes.