Chapter 337 If It Hurts, Hold Me Tight
The doctor saw through it but didn't say anything and continued to help Mu Nanyan treat the wound.
"hiss---"
Mu Nanyan took a deep breath and suddenly felt warmth on the back of her hand.
Lu Yiran had been standing by the bed without her knowing, his broad palm completely covering her cold fingers.
When she looked up, she met his deep eyes. The emotions in them were too complicated, so she turned her face away in panic.
"Need stitches?"
Lu Yiran's voice suddenly rang out, startling the doctor so much that he almost dropped the suture needle in his hand.
"This lady has a long wound on her knee. It needs two stitches to help it heal..."
The doctor's voice was tense, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.
It's no wonder the doctor was nervous. Lu Yiran's aura was too strong, and with his status, who would dare to offend him? She also saw all his worries about Mu Nanyan and was really afraid that if she didn't do it well, she would lose her job.
Lu Yiran's eyes fell on Mu Nanyan's knees.
When they were in the underground parking lot before, the light was dim and he was covered by his suit, so he couldn't see it clearly and thought it was just a simple scratch.
But when he looked at the wound at this moment, he could really answer that it was shocking.
The hem of the originally exquisite dress had been cut open, revealing a hideous wound.
Tiny gravel was mixed in among the bright red flesh and blood, with blood beads still oozing from the edges.
His hands hanging at his sides were clenched so tightly that they made a crackling sound, and veins on the back of his hands were bulging.
"Will it leave scars?"
He suddenly asked, his voice tense that he wasn't even aware of.
Lu Yiran knew that girls all loved beauty, and Nan Yan probably wouldn't want to have scars on her body.
The doctor paused while wiping the cold sweat off his face.
"This has something to do with Miss Mu's physique... If Miss Mu didn't have a scar-prone physique, there wouldn't be any scars."
"What do you mean by should?"
Lu Yiran's eyes turned sharper when he looked at the doctor.
Seeing this, the doctor quickly added:
"Our hospital has imported scar removal cream. If you cooperate with the treatment, there will definitely be no scars!"
After hearing this, Lu Yiran's expression became better, and he finally instructed:
"Use absorbable suture."
Mu Nanyan kept her head down, and her thick eyelashes cast a shadow under her eyes.
She could feel Lu Yiran's gaze on her, and the temperature almost burned her.
Mu Nanyan's mood at the moment was very complicated.
It was clearly she who drove him away in the beginning. She thought she would never meet Lu Yiran again in this life, but today Lu Yiran saved her, and what he said...
She really couldn't handle it anymore and didn't know how to face Lu Yiran, so she just kept her head down and pretended to be dead.
"Hold me tight if it hurts."
Lu Yiran suddenly pressed her hand on his arm, and the hard muscle lines under the fabric made her palm hot.
The person who had been cruelly pushed away by her was now comforting her in the most clumsy way.
The moment the suture needle pierced the skin, Mu Nanyan subconsciously tightened her fingers.
She heard Lu Yiran gasp, it turned out that her nails had dug deep into his flesh.
She wanted to let go but he held her hand instead, interlocking their fingers so tightly that it almost hurt.
"It will be fine soon."
He whispered, rubbing his thumb gently over the back of her hand.
This man who was once so arrogant and domineering now spoke in a gentle voice as if he was coaxing a child.
Mu Nanyan's nose suddenly felt sore. She stared at the two people's clasped hands and noticed a few scratches on Lu Yiran's hands. Was this an injury caused when he saved her before?
"alright."
The doctor neatly cut the sutures and carefully examined the closed wound. She habitually instructed:
"Don't let the wound touch water for the next two days. It will help it heal."
"Are there any other precautions?"
Lu Yiran's voice suddenly interrupted, low and tense.
The doctor turned his head to meet Lu Yiran's sharp gaze and couldn't help but sit up straight:
"Eat a light diet and avoid strenuous exercise..."
Mu Nanyan reacted instantly after hearing this. She looked at the doctor and asked tentatively:
"Should I have no problem walking normally?"
Mu Nanyan subconsciously looked at her legs, frowning slightly.
The doctor carefully examined her injuries:
"Your condition isn't serious. Walking shouldn't be a problem, but it's best to stay in bed for the next two days. Try not to put stress on your right foot when walking."
Mu Nanyan breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this. She had been planning to leave for Country M tomorrow, but now she would have to wait for two days. Otherwise, she would not be able to work there and would cause trouble for others.
Mu Nanyan glanced at the hideous wounds on Lu Yiran's arm again. The blood had dried, but it was still shocking. She grabbed Lu Yiran's hand and pushed him in front of the doctor:
"Doctor, please take care of his wound as well."
Lu Yiran was a little confused by her sudden action. When he reacted, he looked at his arm and noticed that his arm was also injured.
Lu Yiran frowned and carefully recalled what happened before. It seemed that he was scratched by the car window glass. At that time, his attention was all on Mu Nanyan and he was not aware of the existence of this injury at all.
But Lu Yiran refused without a second thought:
"No, if you found it any later it would have been scabby."
Mu Nanyan:???
Mu Nanyan widened her eyes, unable to believe her ears.
The wound was so skinned outward, there might even be shards of glass inside, and he was making such a nonchalant comment about it? She looked at the blood drying on his tan skin, and a nameless anger suddenly surged in her chest.
The doctor carefully examined the wound on Lu Yiran's arm and asked cautiously:
"Mr. Lu, how did you do this?"
"It was scratched by glass, I didn't notice it."
Lu Yiran answered nonchalantly, but his eyes unconsciously glanced at Mu Nanyan.
The doctor took a deep breath:
"Mr. Lu, you should deal with it. If there are any glass fragments in it, it will easily cause infection."
"Need not……"
Lu Yiran shut up before he could finish his words.
Because he felt a sharp gaze, Mu Nanyue was staring at him, her beautiful eyes burning with anger, as if saying "Just try if you dare to refuse."
"Lu Yiran, do you feel like you have too much blood to bleed? Or do you feel comfortable getting a tetanus shot?"
Lu Yiran suddenly felt a chill on his back. This feeling was very unfamiliar. He had always been the one giving orders. When had he ever been shocked like this?
But looking at Mu Nanyan's slightly red eyes, his Adam's apple rolled, and when he turned to the doctor, his tone softened significantly:
"Excuse me, doctor."
After he finished speaking, he touched his nose uncomfortably, avoiding Mu Nanyan's gaze.
This man who is so powerful in the business world now looks like a child who has done something wrong.
Seeing this, the doctor couldn't help but laugh in his heart. He never thought that Mr. Lu was actually a henpecked husband. It was really strange.
The doctor suppressed his smile, picked up the saline solution and said to Lu Yiran:
"Your wound needs to be rinsed first..."
Before the doctor finished speaking, Lu Yiran interrupted her:
"I can do it myself."
Lu Yiran picked up the saline solution and walked towards the door. Suddenly, he seemed to think of something, so he stopped and turned to look at Mu Nanyan:
"Rest here for a while, I'll be back soon."
Mu Nanyan nodded, and Lu Yiran left.
Until the tall figure disappeared outside the door, the doctor finally couldn't help laughing:
"Ms. Mu, you and Mr. Lu have a really good relationship."
Mu Nanyan's fingers were unconsciously twisting the corners of her clothes, and her knuckles turned white.
She lowered her eyes, her thick eyelashes casting a shadow on her face, and her voice was so soft that it seemed like she was talking to herself:
"You misunderstood... We are not in the relationship you think..."
The doctor said with a smile while tidying up the instruments:
"Really? But when Mr. Lu rushed into the hospital holding that thing just now, he looked so nervous. He had a tense face the whole time while treating the wound, and even breathed softly, afraid that I would hurt it in the slightest."
Seeing that Mu Nanyan did not respond, the doctor added meaningfully:
"Ms. Mu, I've met too many people in the emergency room. One person's feelings for another can't be hidden in their eyes. Mr. Lu clearly holds you in his heart, and I see that you clearly care about him. You two clearly have each other in your hearts, so why don't you be together?"
Mu Nanyan's heart trembled suddenly, and her fingertips tightened unconsciously.
Lu Yiran still likes her? How is that possible? She had said so many hurtful things before, and he really still… As soon as this thought came to her mind, she suppressed it in a panic.
"I almost had a car accident today, and he saved me, so..."
She explained in a low voice, with a hint of hesitation in her voice that she wasn't even aware of.
The doctor threw the blood-stained cotton swab into the trash can and said earnestly:
"How many people in this world can you meet in your lifetime who would risk their lives for you?"
Just as the doctor was about to continue persuading her, Mu Nanyan's cell phone suddenly rang.
The doctor tactfully stopped talking:
"Then you take a rest for a while, I'll go see the other patients."
Only after the doctor left did Mu Nanyan breathe a sigh of relief.
She stared at the sycamore tree outside the window in a daze, with a hint of bitterness on the corner of her mouth.
How could the chasm between her and Lu Yiran be bridged by a few words from a doctor?
Those unspeakable misunderstandings and the regrets in dreams at midnight are like tangled silk threads that have long been difficult to sort out.
She picked up the phone on the table and saw the name "Chenchen" popping up on the screen. Mu Nanyan was shocked to realize that it was almost nine o'clock and the lights outside the window had already come on.
"Mommy, when will you come pick me up?"
Chenchen's soft voice came from the other end of the phone, with a bit of anticipation.
Mu Nanyan held the phone tightly, stroking the screen lightly with her fingertips, her voice full of guilt:
"Chenchen...you...why don't you stay at your aunt's house tonight? Something happened to Mommy, so she might not be able to pick you up."
There was sudden silence on the other end of the phone for a few seconds.
Chenchen has been restless since school today, with his right eyelid twitching constantly. He didn't think much of it before, but when he saw that Mu Nanyan hadn't come to pick him up, Chenchen made this call. When he heard Mu Nanyan's words, Chenchen's small body trembled violently:
"Mommy, what's wrong with you? What happened?"
Mu Nanyan looked at her stitched knee and bit her lower lip.
She knew her son too well. His intuition was always accurate. Instead of letting him have wild thoughts, it would be better to...
And when Chenchen comes back tomorrow, he will find out too...
"I just accidentally fell today and scraped my skin a little, it's not serious, the doctor said it's okay."
Mu Nanyan tried her best to make her voice sound more relaxed.
Chenchen's voice suddenly rose, with a crying tone:
"You're lying! Mommy, are you in the hospital now? I want to find you!"
Mu Nanyan seemed to see his son's red eyes, and his heart ached. He quickly comforted him:
"Chenchen, be good. Mommy is really fine. Look, I can still talk to you properly. You can see me when you come back from school tomorrow, okay?"
There was suppressed sobbing from the other end of the phone. Chenchen sniffed and asked:
"Is it really... really just a minor injury?"
"When did Mommy ever lie to you?"
She coaxed him softly, and suddenly heard a rustling noise coming from the other end of the line.
"Nan Yan, what's wrong with you? What happened? Chenchen was fine just now, why did you suddenly cry? You scared me."
Hearing her aunt's familiar voice, Mu Nanyan's emotions, which she had been holding back, suddenly collapsed.
She tilted her head back, but tears still slid down her cheeks, leaving dark marks on the white sheets.
She tried to keep her voice steady, but still revealed a bit of sobbing:
"It's okay, I just accidentally fell down, and Chenchen was too worried about me, so I cried."
Xu Wenxin sighed and said helplessly:
"You kid... do you want me to come over now?"
Mu Nanyan wiped away her tears, looked at the night outside the window and continued:
"No, aunt, it's too late now. You should go to bed early. I... I can do it myself."
"Well, if you have any problems, you must tell your family."
"Got it, thank you, aunt."
After hanging up the phone, Mu Nanyan could no longer control herself and tears flowed down her eyes.
When Lu Yiran came back after washing the wound, he pushed the door open and saw Mu Nanyan curled up on the hospital bed.
Her thin shoulders trembled slightly, and her suppressed sobs were particularly clear in the quiet ward.
His heart suddenly tightened, and he walked to the bed in two steps.
After hesitating for a moment, he reached out and gently held her in his arms. The action was a little unfamiliar, but extremely gentle.
"It's okay, I'm here."
He whispered, his palm caressing her back gently, as if soothing a frightened animal.
Mu Nanyan vaguely smelled the familiar scent of cedar, which was the unique and refreshing smell of Lu Yiran.
Her tense nerves suddenly relaxed, and she could no longer restrain herself. She clutched his clothes tightly, buried her face in his chest and burst into tears.
The scenes of the car accident kept flashing back in her mind: the glaring headlights, the sharp brake sounds, and the dizzying feeling of being out of control.
The fear came over her like a tide, and she cried and trembled all over.
Lu Yiran felt the person in his arms trembling, and his heart felt like it was being tightly grasped by an invisible hand.
He suddenly felt that the Mu Nanyan who had spoken coldly to him in the past was also quite good. At least she was lively and stubborn at that time.
Instead of being as fragile as it is now, as if it would break at the slightest touch.
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