"Young Miss." Chen Ran clutched his chest.

"Don't speak." Jian Yixue could tell at a glance that he had injured his internal organs, but she could only take his pulse to determine the specific injury.

So, Jian Yixue stepped forward, took Chen Ran's hand, checked his pulse, and then took out a bottle of pills and handed it to Chen Ran.

"Take one pill three times a day, a week's supply."

Then he stepped aside to watch the battle.

Chen Ran took the pill and swallowed it without hesitation.

Even Old Master Cheng was impressed by the medicine given by the young lady; he knew all too well how precious it was.

As soon as the pill went down his throat, Chen Ran felt the pain level throughout his body decrease by half, especially in his internal organs.

He knew very well that the man's punch had landed squarely on his chest, making it impossible for him not to get injured.

But now, he could no longer feel the excruciating pain he had before. Although he still felt a slight, faint pain, it was much better than before.

Even Master Cheng would find such an injury troublesome, and he would definitely need to rest in bed.

But now, apart from a little pain, he doesn't feel any discomfort in his body.

Seeing that Jian Yixue had stepped aside, he also went over.

"Thank you, Miss." Chen Ran's attitude was much more respectful than before.

This came from the bottom of his heart; what he said earlier was out of a sense of duty.

"It was nothing," Jian Yixue said casually, leaning against a pillar in the corridor.

For her, Chen Ran was injured because of her, so it was only natural for her to save him.

Therefore, she did not need his thanks.

Seeing this, Chen Ran didn't say anything more and looked up at the two fighting.

The clues were obvious at a glance.

Ye Shao was clearly just teasing Shen Qiu; the two were obviously not on the same level.

He didn't know why Shenqiu didn't choose to surrender.

If this continues, he'll be crippled or killed.

Chen Ran had no idea of ​​Shen Qiu's suffering. It wasn't that he didn't want to surrender, but if he did, he would either die here or at the hands of the Second Master.

Since he's going to die anyway, this way he can maximize his benefits, and maybe he won't even die.

But if he falls into the hands of the Second Master, he will surely die.

Dongfang Yelei's face darkened as he looked at Jian Yixue and Chen Ran, who were completely ignoring him.

He could clearly see that Shenqiu was already at his limit, and that the man was letting Shenqiu off the hook from time to time in order to crush him.

This is intolerable!

Dongfang Yelei clenched his fists tightly; he remembered everything.

Just as he was about to tell Shenqiu to come back and stop embarrassing himself,

A voice spoke before he did.

Jian Yixue glanced at the sky and frowned slightly. "Mo Han, that's enough."

"Yes, madam."

Upon hearing this, Ye Mohan quickly finished his attack, and soon Shen Qiu was lying on the ground, groaning in pain.

This scene intensified the hatred in Dongfang Yelei's eyes, and he had to clench his fists tightly to control his emotions, which were on the verge of spiraling out of control.

Ye Mohan clapped his hands and gracefully walked to Jian Yixue's side.

"I'm sorry to have kept you waiting, Madam." Ye Mohan gently tidied Jian Yixue's hair.

His eyes were full of tenderness, as if he could see no one else but Jian Yixue.

Chen Ran, standing to the side, instantly felt a huge wave of dog food hitting him.

It felt like he ate too much.

Dongfang Yelei clenched his fists, veins bulging on his forehead, and pointed at Jian Yixue through gritted teeth.

"You...you are all very good. I will report this matter to the elders of the clan and see who is in the wrong!"

"Second Uncle, what a boastful tone! When have my guests ever tolerated such insolence from you!"

You hear his voice before you see him.

Chen Ran turned his head in surprise.

When they saw Dongfang Yi's figure, they couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Upon hearing this, Dongfang Yelei immediately frowned and looked in the direction of the sound.

When they saw Dongfang Yi's figure, they knew that this matter was not so easy to fool.

Why did he get here? (Others)

One time might be a coincidence, but this time it seems to suggest that things are not so simple.

Who exactly are these two people?

It was worth it for him to disregard clan rules and bring the person back time and time again, and even personally receive him.

As Dongfang Yi approached, Dongfang Yelei knew that now was not the time to think about these things.

He quickly racked his brains for an explanation so that his men could retreat safely.

As for the rest, we can plan them out slowly when we get back.

A smile instantly spread across Dongfang Yelei's face, as if the gloomy-faced person from just moments ago was not him.

"Yi'er, what brings you here?"

Dongfang Yi glanced at the three people beside him, and seeing that they didn't seem to be injured, he felt a little relieved.

He heard his phone ring while he was in a video conference.

Normally he would never answer the phone at a time like this, but this time he inexplicably picked it up and looked at it.

Luckily he saw it, otherwise who knows what might have happened.

Upon seeing the text message, he immediately stopped the meeting and rushed over.

Dongfang Yi glanced coldly at Dongfang Yelei, "Second Uncle, it's better if you call me Young Master."

It was clear that Dongfang Yi understood Dongfang Yelei's intentions and refused to downplay the matter.

Dongfang Yelei was stunned; he hadn't expected Dongfang Yi to do this.

He was, after all, his second uncle; how could he embarrass him like this in public?

Even when there are other people present.

"Yi'er, this..."

Dongfang Yi glanced coldly at Dongfang Yelei, his eyes full of warning.

Seeing this, Dongfang Yelei had no choice but to swallow his words and speak again, "Young Master, this is all a misunderstanding."

In reality, Dongfang Yelei harbored a deep grudge against Dongfang Yi.

He's been humiliated like this. I'll wait until the day I pull him down from his pedestal and see how I torture and humiliate him.

Dongfang Yi snorted coldly and glanced at the people on the ground. "Misunderstanding?"

"Second Uncle, do you think I'm blind?"

Dongfang Yelei was speechless for a moment.

Seeing this, she knew that Dongfang Yi would not easily let the matter pass, so the smile on her face disappeared, and she was about to say something when she was interrupted.

"The reason I treat my second uncle with such courtesy is because we are both members of the Dongfang family, and I don't want people to laugh at us."

However, since my second uncle has humiliated me like this today, if I do nothing, it seems difficult to convince others.

Upon hearing this, Dongfang Yelei frowned deeply. "What does the young master intend to do?"

For a moment, he was curious about how Dongfang Yi would treat him.

"I'll handle this group. After all, they injured my guests. This request shouldn't be too much to ask."

Dongfang Yelei felt a pang of heartache that his people had been taken away like this, but there was nothing he could do about it.

He gritted his teeth and nodded, "Alright. But Shenqiu has been by my side for so many years, and my second uncle is shamelessly asking you for him alone."

Although he was very unwilling, he did not have as much power as Dongfang Yi in the Dongfang family.