Sweetlove: Spoiled by My Childhood Sweetheart

"I'll go get the teacher for you!" Sheng Chuyi stopped in his tracks and said after giving her a look.

"Oh!" Realizing that he wasn't going to abandon her, Shen Zhaozhao managed to hold back her tears.

The class teacher arrived quickly and after understanding the situation, lifted Shen Zhaozhao off the ground and said to Sheng Chuyi, "You go back to the classroom to attend the class, I'll take her to the hospital."

"Teacher, I want to go with you," Sheng Chuyi said.

"Chuyi, the teacher cannot take you with him," the class teacher knew the two were close, hearing that their families lived together and they always went to and from school together.

However, the hospital was crowded and it wouldn't be convenient to bring him along. If anything were to happen, he couldn't bear the responsibility.

Sheng Chuyi glanced in the direction of Shen Zhaozhao then continued looking at the class teacher, "Teacher, I'll stick close to you and won't run off."

Shen Zhaozhao also looked at the class teacher longingly, clearly ready to burst into tears if he disagreed.

"Fine, let's hurry then!" The class teacher had no choice but to allow Sheng Chuyi to follow, as he was in a hurry to get Shen Zhaozhao to the hospital.

At the hospital, the doctor examined Shen Zhaozhao and said, "There doesn't seem to be any major issue with other parts of the body, but her hand seems to be fractured. We need to take an X-ray to confirm."

"Doctor, am I going to die?" Shen Zhaozhao asked pitifully while lying on the hospital bed.

The young male doctor replied with a smile, "Don't worry, it's just your hand that's hurt. It'll be fine in a few days."

Shen Zhaozhao, knowing she wasn't going to die, revived from her near-death demeanor in an instant.

By the time Daddy Zhaozhao and Zhaozhao's mother had arrived at the hospital, Shen Zhaozhao had already had her X-ray done.

It was a minor wrist fracture, fortunately without displacement.

Upon leaving the hospital, Shen Zhaozhao, with her hand in a plaster cast, bounced along beside Sheng Chuyi, "Yiyi, are you upset?"

Sheng Chuyi didn't want to speak to her.

He had never seen anyone so carefree; her hand was fractured, yet she still pretended to be dying to scare him.

She might as well hurt for real!

Shen Zhaozhao: "See, I didn't lie to you. My hand really got hurt, and it's still painful..." She even lifted her plaster-casted hand to show him.

Sheng Chuyi grabbed her wildly shaking hand and said, "Can't you stay still for a bit?"

"Okay then!" Shen Zhaozhao finally quieted down.

But her quietness lasted less than three seconds before she couldn't help but speak up again, "My hand is hurt, does that mean I don't have to go to school?" Elementary school isn't fun at all. Every day I have to write so many characters and do math.

Sheng Chuyi: "No!"

"But my hand is injured, I can't do my homework." Shen Zhaozhao seemed teary on the surface, but inside, she was already overjoyed.

Sheng Chuyi: "You can write with your left hand."

Shen Zhaozhao looked at him with wide eyes.

Was he a devil?

"But, but... My hand is injured, I can't carry my backpack!" Shen Zhaozhao struggled desperately.

"I'll carry it for you!"

And so, Sheng Chuyi ended up carrying her backpack for an entire term.

Until one day, while Sheng Chuyi was downstairs throwing out the trash, he saw Shen Zhaozhao holding an ice cream cone in one hand and carrying a big bag of snacks in the other, bouncing back from outside.

They locked eyes.

Sheng Chuyi's gaze settled on her supposedly injured right hand, and a slow burn ignited in his beautiful eyes.

She had said her hand was still not healed, hadn't she?

Oh no, busted!

A flash of guilt crossed Shen Zhaozhao's little face.