Chapter 1131: Absorbing Tears "Never mind, don't worry about it. [www.shuhaige.com Book Sea Pavilion Novels]" Lu Yun steadied himself, offering a bright smile to the stunned Shi Yu. Shi Yu didn't know what to do—what had happened was so sudden, leaving her no time to adjust. Didn't it always happen that only girls would bleed during their first time doing something like this? Why was Lu Yun injured so severely? Moreover, what puzzled Shi Yu even more was that Lu Yun wasn't doing this for the first time—he had been involved in such experiences before. Red Yu had already shared these details with her when they were together, preparing her mentally for when she became Lu Yun's girlfriend. She had already anticipated all the emotional aspects, yet something so strange and unexpected as this—what could she have imagined? Suddenly, a thought flashed through Wang Shi Yu's mind: If Fei Yan were here, everything would make sense. Panicked, Shiyu didn't pause to attend to the tearing sensation below, enduring the pain as she turned to Lu Yun and said, "Just wait here. I'll go fetch Feiyan. Please don't move a muscle!" Lu Yun's injuries were serious, and the school was quite far from the town. Moreover, it wasn't yet appropriate to inform anyone about this matter, so Shiyu had no choice but to seek out Feiyan, hoping she could properly treat Lu Yun. Dressed in a hurry, Shiyu felt a sharp, scorching pain on her western side, yet she no longer cared about herself. As she rushed toward the forest's edge, she repeatedly reminded Lu Yun, "Lu Yun, just wait here. I'll be right back!" "Shiyu, be careful." Lu Yun could only sigh with苦笑—truly, how unlucky! He had never thought that simply doing something would end up injuring himself so badly. He quickly understood Shiyu’s thoughts. Watching her hurried departure, he noticed her running posture had clearly changed from before. He silently wished, wondering just how badly she had been hurt. Lu Yun felt a bit frustrated—his oversight had caused both of them to suffer varying degrees of injury. It seemed he still had a lot to learn. Still, that was for the future. For now, all he cared about was that neither he nor Shiyu had any serious issues. Glancing down at the blood-streaked mess, Lu Yun suddenly had a strange thought: could this be heaven’s punishment for having spent so much time playing women? If that were true, then let him be the one to suffer—let Po Yu remain unharmed. After all, he had gone to great lengths to win Po Yu over, and this situation had absolutely nothing to do with the lively, spirited young girl who looked tough on the outside but whose heart was warm and passionate. Moreover, the little tap she received probably wasn't easy on Shi Yu either—yet she endured her bodily pain to go find people on her own. But since the injury was to herself, if Fei Yan treated her, even if she could manage to see her, Fei Yan, a pure and fresh girl like a blank sheet of paper, would surely be embarrassed upon seeing the condition of her own body. Ah! Ah! Ah! Lu Yun felt deeply frustrated, wishing to shout out loud, but was afraid that her voice would draw the attention of students strolling through the woods. If they saw her like this, heaven help him—he’d never be able to continue staying at school. Lu Yun was lost in thought when suddenly he heard a hurried footstep approaching from behind. His heart leapt—had she returned so quickly? Looking back, Lu Yun was instantly stunned. It wasn't Fei Yan or Shi Yu who had come—instead, it was someone Lu Yun had never imagined would show up, and someone he most didn't want to see right now—Ling Xiaoman! Why had Xiaoman come? Lu Yun immediately turned around, eager to push his blood-stained situation back into his trousers. But as soon as his body part touched the fabric, an unbearable pain surged through him, and he felt his head spin, nearly fainting from the shock. A cold sweat broke out spontaneously, and his body trembled uncontrollably. Inside him, as if a battle were raging, two strange sensations overwhelmed him simultaneously. The discomfort, the unbearable pain, finally drove him to shout out loud. Why had Ling Xiaoman returned? She had originally been strolling aimlessly around the campus when, by coincidence, she spotted Wang Shiyu looking visibly distressed and stopped to speak to her. However, Shiyu was completely preoccupied and merely exchanged a hurried greeting before rushing forward with her head down. Although Ling Xiaoman had only recently joined the school, she had strong rapport with the students. When she noticed Shiyu’s unusual demeanor, she didn’t say much—after all, everyone has their own private concerns, and as a teacher, she couldn’t possibly know them all. So she simply decided to continue her walk. Yet, as she was about to leave, she suddenly noticed a few spots of blood on Shiyu’s skirt, which seemed to be growing steadily. Realizing what this meant, and recalling Shiyu’s earlier expression, Ling Xiaoman immediately decided to follow her without hesitation. Although Shi Yu was deeply agitated, eager to rush straight back to her dorm room to find Fei Yan, she finally broke down in tears when Ling Xiaoman stopped her and seriously questioned her. With heartfelt sincerity, she recounted the entire incident that had unfolded in the small grove to the teacher who had made a strong favorable impression on her. Upon learning the full truth, Ling Xiaoman immediately told Shi Yu, "Go find Teacher Tie Xinlan. I'll go to the grove to watch over Lu Yun." Ling Xiaoman didn't doubt Fei Yan's account, but Lu Yun's injury involved the most crucial part of a male student's body—any improper handling would inevitably result in a wound that Lu Yun would carry for the rest of his life. Among all the female teachers at the school, Ling Xiaoman had the closest relationship with Teacher Tie Xinlan, and she knew that Teacher Tie Xinlan was exceptionally skilled. While she wasn't certain whether Tie Xinlan could directly assist, she was confident that, given Tie Xinlan's calm and composed nature, she would certainly offer some valuable suggestions. Lin Xiaoman had originally intended to inquire about Shi Yu's health, but Shi Yu seemed completely unaware of any discomfort—instead, she cried out, urging Lin Xiaoman to go to the woods to check on Lu Yun, then, as she turned around, wiped away her tears and moved with a brisker pace than before. A moment later, the sound of footsteps finally broke through, and Shi Yu, Fei Yan, and Tie Xinlan hurried over. Upon reaching close, Fei Yan gasped upon seeing Lu Yun's condition. Tie Xinlan, without a word, gently tapped her fingers several times on Lu Yun's abdomen, then swiftly removed her coat and draped it over Lu Yun's situation, lifting him up and embracing him. She waved a greeting to the others and rushed off toward her office with Lu Yun in her arms. Tie Xinlan's expression was gloomy as she looked at Shi Yu, her eyes glistening with tears. "You've lost so much blood. If you don't want Lu Yun to be worried when he wakes up, you'd better go back and rest right now. Fei Yan, go with Shi Yu. I'll stay here with Ling Teacher." Tie Xinlan's words were always so authoritative that no student dared to challenge them. Had Shi Yu not been deeply concerned about Lu Yun, she certainly wouldn't have dared to argue with Tie Xinlan. Fei Yan, though equally worried about Lu Yun, immediately sensed from the bloodstains on Shi Yu's skirt that something had gone wrong beneath. Even if she and Shi Yu remained here, they would be of little help—when she first saw Lu Yun in such a blood-soaked condition, she realized right away that she was completely helpless. The injuries were simply beyond her capacity to treat. Therefore, when she saw Tian Xinlan frowning, Fei Yan pulled Po Yu's arm and said, "Po Yu, let's go back now. With Tian Teacher and Ling Teacher here, Lu Yun won't have any problems. Plus, you need treatment too. Come on." Saying this, she forcibly guided Po Yu out of Tian Xinlan's office. After Fei Yan and Po Yu had left, Ling Xiaoman asked anxiously, "Xinlan Sister, what exactly is going on with Lu Yun? Boys usually don't experience such severe injuries during those kinds of activities—unless it's an accident, but even then, it shouldn't be this serious." Tian Xinlan frowned and replied, "I can't quite figure it out either. I think I'll need to seek someone's help. Xiaoman, please keep an eye on Lu Yun. If there's any sudden development, go to her office and find me." Without waiting for Xiaoman's response, Tian Xinlan turned and walked off, her eyes flashing a cold, determined resolve as she did so. Ling Xiaoman didn't know what Ling Xinlan was doing now at the renowned Yang teacher's classroom, the one celebrated throughout the school. But as soon as she thought about Lu Yun's current condition, she couldn't help feeling a deep sense of pity. She went to his bedside, gazing at Lu Yun's pale face, and silently chided herself: How could someone so young have to endure such things—hurting both herself and others? Tears streamed down, dropping one by one onto Lu Yun's cheeks. Ling Xiaoman, overwhelmed with sorrow, was unaware that each tear falling onto Lu Yun's face was being strangely absorbed by his pale skin.