Chapter 113 Lincoln Carries Zayla on His Back
Lincoln grabbed Zayla's wrist with one hand and held her slender waist with the other.
Zayla didn't really fall down. But she slipped, and she sprained her ankle.
The water splashed onto the ground, making it wet. Thus, it was inevitable that someone would slip.
Lincoln lowered his eyes and asked, "Did you get hurt anywhere?"
Zayla bit her lower lip and felt some pain in her ankle.
Lincoln bent down to check. Zayla's left ankle was slightly swollen.
It didn't look serious. But it would definitely hurt if Zayla kept walking.
"I'm fine."
Zayla shook her head. She had always been strong and didn't want to show her weakness to others.
"Let's go," Zayla said again. "Or the spray will come again later."
Just as Zayla finished her words, she turned and walked toward the exit.
Because Zayla sprained her left ankle, her left foot couldn't exert any strength. She could only bear the pain and walk.