Chapter 136
Wen Qing only felt a stinging pain on his face, and then he was speechless.
He looked at Shen Zhaoyue in shock, pointing at the extra needles on his face, silently accusing her of her behavior with his eyes.
No, what does it mean? Why would you stab him for no reason?
The corners of Wen Qing's mouth twitched slightly, completely out of his control, and he could feel a wet liquid flowing out of the corners of his mouth.
Chen Zhaoyue had a cold face, and looked obviously unhappy, “I told you before, if you can’t speak properly with your mouth, then don’t say it.”
Wen Qing was about to be wrongly accused to death. He pointed at his mouth and made a whimpering sound like a mute.
Just stop talking about what he said?
He also cares about his uncle!
Chen Zhaoyue snorted and laughed: "I know what you want to say. Aren't you just saying that you care about your uncle? Is there anyone who cares so much? He is fine and sleeping, but you say he has a brain injury. You are really filial and powerful."
Wen Qing tried to remove the needles from his face and restore his speech function.
Chen Zhaoyue's voice was clear, and she reminded him with a smile, but that smile was creepy and sent a chill down his spine: "Don't move, unless you want to have a crooked mouth for the rest of your life."
Wen Qing: “…”
Dare not move, dare not move.
He just hoped that his uncle would wake up quickly and save him from the dire situation where his mouth was crooked and he couldn't speak.
As if hearing the call from deep in Wen Qing's heart, Wen Yanxi woke up.
Wen Yanxi lay on the sofa, staring blankly at the ceiling. It took him a while to realize that he had returned home and had lunch with Chen Zhaoyue.
Wen Yanxi felt much better after a good sleep. He jumped up and wanted to look for Chen Zhaoyue, but he saw Wen Qing sitting at the dining table, looking at him with resentment.
Wen Yanxi showed an impatient expression to the man who suddenly appeared at home after waking up, "Why are you here?"
Wen Qing pointed at his face, then at the lunch box on the table, silently communicating with Wen Yanxi with his eyes: "I came to bring you food, but Chen Zhaoyue turned her kindness against me and sealed my mouth with a needle. Let her help me unplug it."
Wen Yanxi poured himself a glass of water and drank it, watching Wen Qing gesturing, not understanding what he meant at all.
Wen Yanxi walked up to Wen Qing and pulled out the silver needle that had pierced his face.
Wen Qing yelled, "You can't pull it out! It'll make my mouth crooked!"
Wen Yanxi looked at Wen Qing like he was a fool, and his deep voice was filled with mockery: "Do you want to look in the mirror?"
Wen Qing quickly touched his face and found that his mouth was not crooked after the needle was pulled out. He immediately realized that Shen Zhaoyue was teasing him.
"Chen Zhaoyue!" Wen Qing shouted towards the kitchen, his face flushed. "You evil-minded capitalist daughter! Do you think teasing me is fun?"
Chen Zhaoyue had just come out of the kitchen with dishes and chopsticks when she heard Wen Qing yelling at the top of his lungs, a faint smile playing on the corner of his mouth: "Hey! Can you talk now? It's good that the needles have been removed. I just want to try another acupuncture point. I heard that acupuncture can make a person unable to speak for a lifetime. Why don't you yell again in my house and I'll hear it?"
Wen Yanxi had his arm hanging. As Wen Qing said "vicious capitalist lady", the pressure around him dropped. With a cold face, he kicked Wen Qing in the leg.
Wen Qing was not prepared for Wen Yanxi to suddenly kick him, and he almost knelt down and kowtowed to Chen Zhaoyue.
Wen Qing looked at Wen Yanxi in disbelief, a look of grievance on the face of this grown man: "Uncle, she was clearly the one bullying me. It's fine if you don't stand up for me, but why are you helping her?"
Wen Yanxi used his uninjured hand to take the bowl and chopsticks from Chen Zhaoyue's hand and placed them on the table. His voice, still a little hoarse, contained a tenderness that he himself did not realize: "Because Yueyue is my wife, and your aunt, who should I help if I don't help her? In our family, you are an outsider."
Chen Zhaoyue stood beside Wen Yanxi and gave Wen Qing a smug look.
Wen Qing was so frustrated: "I shouldn't have come to bring you food, I shouldn't have cared about you."
Wen Yanxi ignored his childish complaints, and took a small bowl of rice from the lunch box to Chen Zhaoyue. He then glanced at Wen Qing, showing no intention of asking him to stay for dinner. "I see that the food you brought is only enough for me and your aunt, so I won't keep you."
Wen Qing felt even more aggrieved. He felt that his uncle had become even more cold-blooded and ruthless after marrying Shen Zhaoyue. “I just came to see how you were. Since you’re okay, uncle, I’ll go back first.”
Wen Yanxi nodded: "Well, go back, I won't see you off."
Wen Qing felt as if his breath was stuck in his throat, making him feel uncomfortable.
He still missed his uncle who used to be cold to everyone. At that time, there were no exceptions in Wen Yanxi's eyes. Now with the special existence of Chen Zhaoyue, Wen Qing felt that his status, which was not high to begin with, was even lower.
Although he said he was leaving, Wen Qing still asked specifically about the physical conditions of Chen Zhaoyue and Wen Yanxi.
Wen Qing bravely moved Chen Zhaoyue's bowl inward under Wen Yanxi's cold gaze, "Is my uncle really not injured in the head?"
Chen Zhaoyue glared at him and said fiercely: "If you ask again, I will give you a brain examination tomorrow!"
Wen Qing muttered, "Why are you being so aggressive? I'm also concerned about my uncle. The shockwave from the explosion is not to be underestimated. I know you're a skilled doctor, but you can't let your guard down."
Chen Zhaoyue didn't choke Wen Qing this time, she just said: "Don't worry, I'm more worried about something happening to my uncle than you are."
It's not that Wen Qing doesn't believe in Chen Zhaoyue's medical skills. Like Wen Qimin and Wen Yanxi, he has had too many painful experiences of losing loved ones and doesn't want to lose any more.
Wen Qing knew clearly that if even Chen Zhaoyue couldn't take good care of Wen Yanxi, then no one in the entire army and the family compound would be able to take good care of him.
Wen Qing pushed Chen Zhaoyue's bowl back, said to Wen Yanxi, "Uncle, have a good rest," and left.
Wen Qing didn't let out a long breath until he reached the door of his house, but he couldn't get rid of the inexplicable depressed emotions lingering in his heart.
…
After Wen Qing left, the dining table of Chen Zhaoyue and Wen Yanxi finally quieted down.
Wen Yanxi ate the rice with a spoon in his left hand, saying little, but just silently picking up some food for Chen Zhaoyue.
It’s not that he doesn’t want to talk to Shen Zhaoyue, but he is afraid that once he speaks, he will reveal his sourness.
Wen Yanxi could tell from the conversation between Wen Qing and Shen Zhaoyue just now that Wen Qing and Shen Zhaoyue had become much more familiar with each other during the time he was away from home.
When Wen Qing just left, he stole several glances at Chen Zhaoyue.
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