Seeing Shuer run over, Old Chu looked at Chu Yang and said earnestly:

"Shu'er is here. She and Xiao Zhou were crying terribly just now. I don't know the specifics of your situation, but you should handle it well and make sure they don't suffer any injustice."

No sooner had he finished speaking than Chu Yang's legs gave way, and he collapsed to the ground, clutching his waist. He couldn't be pulled back and even grimaced and howled in pain.

Old Chu was a bit confused. Where was the energy he had when he took down the wild boar? And he was walking perfectly fine. What was going on? Was he trying to extort money from him?

At this moment, Li Qingshu ran up to her, squatted down, and asked anxiously, "How are you? Where are you hurt? Why were you so silly..."

Chu Yang's lips trembled, he opened his mouth, and sighed softly, "It's my fault, this is the punishment I deserve."

Then he grabbed her hand, his eyes reddening, and said, "Shu'er..."

Before he could finish speaking, his eyelids rolled back and he fainted.

Old Chu, standing to the side: "...?"

Without caring whether the brat was really acting or pretending, she quickly said, "Shu'er, don't worry, he's probably just too weak. Let's help him to bed first, and I'll call the doctor to treat his wounds!"

Tang Wenfang and Zhou Yang also came over, and the group worked together to carefully lift the guy into the house.

An hour later, Chu Yang, who was pretending to be unconscious, almost fell asleep. By then, the doctor who had come to his aid had already treated his wounds.

"It's nothing serious. Just rest and heal until the wound heals."

"Okay, okay, thank you, Dr. Jiang. I'll see you off. Afang, you can come out too."

"..."

Soon, the room became quiet.

Just then, Zhou Yang spoke softly, "Shu'er... will you leave him?"

After a long silence, Shu'er didn't speak; only her somewhat disordered breathing could be heard.

Zhou Yang sighed softly, "Shu'er..."

Li Qingshu suddenly asked, "Sister Zhou Yang, when did you and he get together?"

"Shu'er, you don't need this..."

"I want to know."

"……All right."

So Chu Yang listened as Zhou Yang recounted how they met and got together.

Of course, Xiaoli was not mentioned.

The time was short, only a little over two months, and the process was not complicated or convoluted. Zhou Yang tried to narrate it in a calm tone.

But Chu Yang could hear the turbulent emotions surging within her.

He cautiously opened his eyes a crack and saw the pain and determination in Zhou Yang's eyes.

Li Qingshu's expression was somewhat blank, her delicate eyebrows slightly furrowed, as if she was struggling with something.

After Zhou Yang finished speaking, she said in a trembling voice, "Chu Yang was injured a while ago, just to protect you, like today, right?"

Zhou Yang smiled slightly: "It wasn't this dangerous back then. In a situation like today, he could have been killed if he wasn't careful. You can look up how deadly wild boars are."

"So, he really is willing to risk his life for you," she said, slowly getting up.

"As for me, it was my interference that disturbed you."

After saying that, she glanced at Chu Yang lying on the bed, suppressed the tears welling up in her eyes, and turned to walk towards the door.

But after taking only a few steps, a hand grabbed her.

"Sister Zhou Yang, don't go, I don't mind."

"……ah?"

"I mean, I forgive him. He risked his life for me, what more could I ask for? Besides, if you just leave like this, he will definitely be very sad."

"...No, Shu'er, this is not fair to you."

Zhou Yang was very conflicted. She knew that things were far more complicated than Shu'er had imagined, especially since there was still Xiao Li involved.

A showdown is inevitable, and she'll be dragged into it again. Xiao Li isn't as gentle as Shu'er; she's a black belt in Taekwondo, and she can't withstand a single kick from Tian Dao Xuan Feng Kui.

Thinking of this, seeing that Shu'er was about to say something, she waved her hand repeatedly: "My mind is made up, so be it."

But Shu'er refused to let go of her. Just as she was about to break free, she heard a cough.

"Chu Yang, you're awake?" She pulled Zhou Yang to the bedside.

Chu Yang slowly opened his eyes, feigning weakness.

If he doesn't say anything soon, one of his women will run away.

"Cough... I think I just heard you say, Zhou Yang, are you leaving? This is a remote area in the countryside, where are you going? I'll give you a ride."

As he was about to sit up, Zhou Yang reached out and pressed him down, saying irritably, "You're injured like this, and you still want to drive? Lie down."

"Then please don't wander around, okay?" Chu Yang said.

Zhou Yang glanced at Li Qingshu and nodded gently: "Then I'll stay a little longer. I need to go and look after the bar later."

Chu Yang said seriously, "Leave the bar to Da Chun. You and Shu'er can stay here for a couple of days."

"...I'll go outside first, you can talk to Shu'er." Zhou Yang said, then walked out of the room and closed the door.

Chu Yang looked at the young lady whose eyes were swollen from crying and took her hand.

The young lady bit her lip and sat down on the edge of the bed.

Chu Yang looked into her eyes, raised his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes, gently stroked her face, and said softly, "I know you don't want to hear apologies, but I just want to say one thing: my feelings for you are absolutely real."

The young lady was silent for a few seconds, then her voice trembled slightly as she asked, "Does it still hurt?"

Chu Yang breathed a sigh of relief.

"Your three words are more effective than any medicine. It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt at all."

"...Don't do that again next time."

"No, I will still do the same next time you are in danger. I train like crazy so that I can have a stronger body to protect you."

you.

The young lady knew that it was impossible to get him to give up Zhou Yang.

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