Qiao Yanzhi's heart sank. She carefully lifted his hand and asked, "Mobei, is this a mark left from where a needle was inserted?"
Gu Mobei didn't get closer, but just glanced at it and nodded affirmatively: "Yes."
Upon hearing this, Qiao Yanzhi's heart sank.
Is he feeling unwell?
I couldn't help but look at him.
Only then did I notice that he was thinner than when he last returned to the old house, and his pale face showed signs of illness.
With eyes closed, long, thick eyelashes cast a row of shadows, neither too dark nor too light, making the outline appear even more aloof and breezy.
His pale, weary skin could not be softened even by the warm sunlight streaming through the blinds.
What happened in just half a month...?
Gu Mobei stared at his face, somewhat lost in thought.
Qiao Yanzhi looked up and saw his worried expression. She frowned and asked, "Mobei, do you know?"
He didn't deny it: "Yes."
Fu Xiuchen looked at him and asked, "Mobei, what's going on with Jin Han?"
Gu Mobei withdrew his hand, covered him with the blanket, looked at the three brothers, and said calmly, "I will treat his back injury in a while. He needs to rest now. Come out with me, I will take a look at the wound first, and then explain the reason."
"good."
Fu Ziyi helped her two seriously injured brothers walk out.
Looking at her son's sickly and fragile appearance, Qiao Yanzhi couldn't help but reach out and smooth his slightly furrowed brows.
Then she got up, came out, and closed the door to the room for him.
After Gu Mobei came out, he placed the first-aid kit on the coffee table and gestured for the three Fu brothers to sit down.
Fu Xiuchen said, "Check Jincheng first; he was severely punished."
"Um."
Afterwards, Gu Mobei took out cotton swabs, gauze, iodine, and medicine, and looked at him: "Take off your blood-stained clothes."
Fu Jincheng took off his clothes, revealing a back covered in bruises and swelling. Some of the skin that had been repeatedly beaten was broken and bleeding, a shocking sight.
Before Qiao Yanzhi could even come over, Gu Mobei said, "Auntie, it's best not to come over and see, lest your heart can't take it."
She knew that the second son must be badly injured.
Although I felt pain and discomfort in my heart, I didn't think the punishment was wrong.
She moved her lips slightly and said softly, "Be careful."
Cheng'er has always been extremely afraid of pain, so it's not easy for her to endure it for so long this time.
Fu Jincheng, no longer caring about his injuries, endured the pain and asked, "Mobei, what exactly happened to my brother?"
Gu Mobei carefully treated his injuries, his voice flat and indifferent, revealing no emotion: "It's related to Tang Yaoyao, whom you just recognized."
Fu Xiuchen: "What do you mean?"
Fu Ziyi looked at him and at the same time stretched out his long arm to put it around his mother's shoulder to support her.
"As you all know, there was another male celebrity, Ye Junlin, who was involved in the accident along with Tang Yaoyao."
Several people nodded.
"He was protecting Tang Yaoyao, so he was seriously injured and his life was hanging by a thread. When he was being rescued, he urgently needed to be transfused with the same blood type. The hospital did not have any in stock, so it had to be transferred from other hospitals. To ensure Ye Junlin's safety, Lao Xiao went into the operating room for a blood transfusion."
Upon hearing this, everyone was taken aback.
They knew nothing about this.
He paused for a moment before continuing, "By the time the blood type arrived, it was too late. Because he lost too much blood, his body may look strong now, but it is actually very weak and cannot withstand any more strain."
Fu Jincheng's Adam's apple bobbed up and down: "Why don't you keep going?"
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