Yan Chongjun lay on the cold ground, his eyes fixed straight ahead.
In that empty place, it seemed as if the two kissing people were still there.
The pain in his body became another kind, making him almost manic, even more insane than a real psychosis.
When Ruan Jingshu received the news and rushed over, she saw her little son covered in scars.
My mind was shaking and I almost fell down again.
He quickly called a doctor to send him to the ward, only then did he slip and fall to the ground against the wall.
A woman in her forties, crying hysterically, what sin had she committed?
Is it to punish her for abandoning her husband and children, or that incident?
But she already knew she was wrong and changed, so why is it still like this?
No matter how she asked, she couldn't get the answer she wanted.
Because no one could answer her except herself, but she didn't want to think about it too deeply.
"Master, you are back. I have prepared dinner."
When Uncle Zhou saw people coming back, he happily asked them to sit down and quickly brought out the prepared dishes.
Xunmi's hand was still wrapped in a layer of gauze and he couldn't move at all, so he could only use the spoon with his left hand.
I clumsily scooped up a spoonful of mushroom and chicken porridge, and before I could move, the spoon fell into the bowl with a "smack".
Xunmi: “…” Is she going to become a severely disabled person who cannot take care of herself temporarily?
No, she couldn't give up treatment.
Those on TV are in worse condition than her, but they can still develop other skills, so she can do it too.
He took a deep breath, held the spoon firmly in his left hand, and continued working hard.
The saying that if you work hard, you can grind an iron rod into a needle is really useless when it comes to finding a way to use your left hand to eat.
The spoon will fall if it should, the porridge will spill if it should, but he just can't feed it into his mouth no matter what he does.
She puffed up her cheeks unconsciously, she was having a little temper, really.
Yan Yuling, who had been watching quietly from the side, couldn't help but chuckle.
"Hahaha, Xun, don't bother with your hand that's only good at holding a scalpel. Come, let me feed you."
"Open your mouth, ah..." He scooped up a spoonful of fragrant porridge, put it to her lips, and coaxed her.
This was the first time in the past year that they did not see any gloom on Young Master/Young Master Yan's face or body.
He seemed like a different person, surrounded by a factor called joy.
Zhou Qi suddenly remembered that when Yan Shao took a nap at noon, he was not suddenly awakened and did not talk in his sleep.
Does that mean he won't have nightmares tonight and can sleep well?
He hadn't slept well for more than a year, and if it weren't for all kinds of tonics and diet therapy, his body would have collapsed long ago.
However, he was extremely curious about the relationship between Miss Lu and Master Yan. Master Yan's treatment of her could no longer be described as special.
He had said before that he felt she was more important than his life, and now it seems that he was not wrong.
But... there is obviously a secret between these two people.
Hey? Why would he use it? Is there anyone else?
Who is that?
Why can't he remember it? Did he remember it wrongly or did he make a slip of the tongue?
strangeness!
I felt strange twice in one day. I always felt that something was wrong, but I couldn't find the problem.
Finally, I thought it was probably not an important matter, so he forgot about it, didn't dwell on it, and just put it out of his mind.
He focused his attention and continued to watch Mr. Yan and Miss Lu.
He wanted to see if he could find a faster and more effective way to assist in treatment.
It's getting better now, but we have to consider that if Young Master Yan is like this because of Miss Lu, then once Miss Lu leaves, he will relapse. Wouldn't all our efforts be wasted?
"Axun, your hands cannot touch the water or move to prevent the wound from opening. I will help you wash later."
Yan Yuling shook his head after searching, then put down the spoon and said.
Xunmi was lying on a chair digesting his food when he choked on his own saliva.
“Cough cough cough…cough cough…”
"What's wrong? Come, drink some water."
Yan Yuling picked up the cup of water beside him and fed her carefully, patting her back gently to help her relieve her cough.
Xunmi waited until the pain in her throat subsided before she raised her head and stammered, "What did you just say?"
Help her wash up? Is that what she thought?
Yan Yuling repeated it very straightforwardly, and at the end, fearing that she still didn't understand, he explained further.
"Look, brushing your teeth requires squeezing toothpaste, a toothbrush, and a cup of water. Washing your face also requires a towel, not to mention taking a shower."
"Your hands are not convenient, and it's easy to open the wound when doing this. As the person who caused you to be injured, I should help you."
He definitely didn't think too much about it, he was just genuinely worried about her wound.
But Xunmi just couldn't believe his motives at all, because he had too many criminal records and it was impossible to believe him.
However, her resistance was doomed to be futile because what Yan Yuling said was the truth.
It’s not that I don’t want to use Dahuandan and Xisuidan to heal my wounds, it’s just that my body is too weak.
The effects of Dahuan Dan and Xisui Dan are too strong, so they can only be used in small amounts as a tonic.
There will definitely be an effect, but it will take a long time, at least one or two months.
So during this period, her hand probably healed before her body recovered o(╯□╰)o
Naturally, she didn't want to injure her hand again, so she had to accept Yan Yuling's suggestion.
"Dad, who is this Miss Lu?" After Zhou Qi and the others left, he quietly asked Uncle Zhou who was cleaning up the dishes.
Uncle Zhou looked up at the second floor and sighed.
"If I'm not mistaken, Miss Lu should be the young master's ex-wife. Because of some things, the two divorced."
"Uh (⊙o⊙)...guess? Dad, you haven't seen it?" Zhou Qi was surprised.
"Well, the young master protected the young mistress very well. The internal strife in the Yan family...ah."
Uncle Zhou turned and went into the kitchen with the bowls and plates in his hand, without saying anything more because he didn't know much.
Zhou Qi touched his chin. There must be a problem here. Perhaps if he could find the problem, Yan Shao's illness could be solved.
'Ding ding...' Just as I was thinking, the cell phone rang.
"Hello?"
After hearing what was said, Zhou Qi nodded: "Okay, I'll get it right away."
"Dad, please keep an eye on Young Master Yan for a while. The medicine I ordered has arrived. I'll go get it."
He hung up the phone, shouted towards the kitchen, grabbed his coat from the chair next to him, and walked outside.
This batch of medicine was obtained by him through his mentor abroad, and it has a good calming effect on the mind.
The previous batches of medicine were not very effective. Although I stopped talking nonsense during the day after taking them, I said things like Wang Yu was here and he was smiling at me.
But it didn't get better at night, and it seemed to be getting worse.
I hope this batch of medicine will be effective, otherwise he will suspect that the medicine is no longer effective.
After checking, I confirmed that it was what he wanted, but the quantity was less than he ordered.
I thought about what my mentor said at the time, that this batch of medicine was in short supply and it was uncertain how much we could get.
Putting aside his doubts, he decided to go back early to let Yan Shao try out the effect. The car quickly disappeared into the darkness.
The person who had been standing in the dark and watching immediately took out his cell phone, dialed a number, and reported in a low voice.
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