[Host! Host! The whitewashing progress has reached 90%! ! !]
The system jumped around in the space excitedly, and once again sincerely lamented that the mission target always made rapid progress at a moment they could never imagine.
Just like just now, it watched its host vaguely gloss over what happened that year.
As a result... the host said a few words of comfort, and the progress bar started moving?
Tsk, he really is worthy of being the host.
But Tang Yu was in no mood to share his joy with the system. Seeing Lin Jingshuo's silence and depression, he had no choice but to change the subject forcefully:
"Okay, Jing Shuo, show me how your waist is doing."
He rushed in and saw Jing Shuo holding his waist and abdomen in pain. The pale face was enough to prove that Jing Shuo was indeed injured.
Although Tang Yu didn't deliberately ask how he was injured, he still had to see how serious the injury was first, right?
When Tang Yu walked in, he saw Jing Shuo looking miserable.
Hearing Tang Yu's somewhat tough tone, Lin Jingshuo pursed his lips and slowly lifted up his shirt.
As the white shirt was pulled up, a large bruise was revealed on Jing Shuo's exposed fair skin.
Tang Yu frowned, regretting that he hadn't stripped Jing Shuo's clothes off as soon as he returned to the room to see what was going on.
"Doesn't it hurt? Huh? You endured it for so long and didn't even tell me?"
There was indeed a hint of unhappiness in Tang Yu's tone. After he finished speaking, he pretended to get up and call for help, but a slender hand suddenly grabbed him.
"What's wrong?"
Tang Yu realized that his tone just now was a bit harsh, so he tried to slow down his tone when he spoke again. He turned around and stared at Lin Jingshuo, waiting patiently for a reply.
Facing Tang Yu's gentle questioning, Lin Jingshuo actually didn't know why he was holding Tang Yu and not letting him leave.
Why?
But how can there be so many whys in this world?
He just didn't want Tang Yu to disappear from his sight again.
Lin Jingshuo's throat felt sore, as if he had swallowed a sour fruit, unable to spit it out or swallow it down. He could only stare at Tang Yu with pleading eyes, his pitiful eyes filled with tears.
Seeing Jing Shuo like this, Tang Yu sighed helplessly again.
However, he could probably guess that Jing Shuo didn't want him to leave, so he gently comforted him:
"I'm not leaving. I'll call the housekeeper, okay?"
Only then did the aggrieved "kitten" nod.
Lin Jingshuo leaned against the head of the bed, with his rolled-up white shirt still unput down. Perhaps because Lin Jingshuo was too fair, the bruise was particularly eye-catching.
Tang Yu didn't even know how this man could bear it. Not only did he not cry out "pain" once, but he also called out "brother" several times.
Just when Tang Yu picked up the phone to call the doctor, there was a knock on the door.
"Mr. Tang, the housekeeper asked me to deliver the medicine box. Is it convenient for you to take it now?"
You came just in time.
Tang Yu gently patted the back of Lin Jingshuo's cold white hand, then raised his voice to signal the doctor to come in directly -
"Just come in, I'm here to help Jing Shuo take a look."
“…Yeah, okay.”
The doctor paused, obviously not expecting them to call him in.
No, this is such a wonderful time for the two of us to be alone.
So...are you really going to let him in?
Although he thought about it, it didn't slow the doctor down at all in pushing the door open.
As soon as the doctor entered, he saw the boss sitting beside Jing Shuo's bed, lowering his head and holding Jing Shuo's hand, as if whispering something. There was also a gentle look between his eyebrows. Isn't it... who wouldn't be confused when seeing this?!
Before he could even take a second look, his close friend slashed at him with a cold knife.
Doctor: “…” Haha, I’ve been discovered.
The doctor quickly lowered his head and pretended to be dead.
"Come and take a look at what to do about Jing Shuo's waist injury." Tang Yu also noticed the presence of the doctor, so he stood up and took the initiative to give up his seat.
"Oh, okay!" The doctor walked over awkwardly, not daring to look at Tang Yu for fear of being caught by his friend.
However, when he saw the bruises on his friend's waist and abdomen, he couldn't help but click his tongue in his heart:
"Jing Shuo is so cruel to himself!"
Lin Jingshuo: If a man is not ruthless, his position will not be stable.
At this moment, the tall and powerful man behind him asked in a low voice:
"When Jing Shuo got hit today, didn't you think of helping him?"
doctor:"?"
No, I still have time for that.
*
Fortunately, Tang Yu's doubts were genuine, and he wasn't just arbitrarily blaming others. Therefore, Tang Yu, realizing that his words might cause misunderstanding, quickly explained:
"I mean, did you notice that Jing Shuo was badly injured?"
doctor:"……"
Well, there is no answer to this question.
It was because Jing Shuo bumped into you so fast just now, and it happened to coincide with your arrival, so he naturally had no chance to ask.
However, taking advantage of the blind spot, Jing Shuo, relying on Tang Yu's inability to see, shot his friend a cold look, signaling the doctor to give an appropriate answer instead of practicing "silence is golden."
The doctor had no choice but to speak:
"Ahem... I really didn't notice it at the time, and Jing Shuo didn't tell me anything, so..."
"Well, then you take a look at him now." Tang Yu nodded in understanding, signaling the doctor not to explain any more and just focus on treating the injury.
The doctor, who had an invisible cold knife at his neck, finally breathed a sigh of relief. He took out cotton swabs, alcohol, and various medicines for external injuries from the medicine box, put on gloves, and planned to give Jing Shuo a simple treatment.
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