Lan Ziye said with embarrassment, "I was in a hurry just now and forgot!" He paused and said, "I'll call the ambulance now. Whichever comes first, the ambulance or Zeng Li, we'll take that one!"
Chu Xixuan nodded.
In the end, Zeng Li was faster and arrived before the ambulance.
Lan Ziye helped Chu Xixuan into the car and sat next to Chu Xixuan. In order to prevent Chu Xixuan's back from touching the back of the chair, he was particularly considerate and put his hand under Chu Xixuan's neck, allowing Chu Xixuan to lean on his arms.
Smelling the fragrance emanating from the little woman, Chu Xixuan felt completely satisfied. This injury was worth it!
The car arrived at the villa very quickly. Before entering the gate, we saw the butler standing at the door guarding it. There were two doctors in white coats beside him, and a stretcher in front of the doctors.
Seeing Zeng Li's car stop, the housekeeper and two doctors hurriedly dragged the stretcher forward.
Chu Xixuan hadn't stayed in his young wife's arms long enough, but they had already arrived at the villa. The key point was that those three tactless people surrounded him so quickly. It was so hateful. Could they not be so proactive at work?
The injured Chu Xixuan started to act like a spoiled brat, lying on Lan Ziye's body without moving, and even closed his eyes as if pretending to be dead.
Lan Ziye was terrified. If there weren't so many eyes staring at her, she would have let her blood flow to Chu Xixuan to drink.
"Chu Xixuan?" Lan Ziye called softly in Chu Xixuan's ear, reaching out his hand to pat Chu Xixuan, but he didn't know where Chu Xixuan was injured or not, so where to pat him.
After nearly two minutes of stalemate, Chu Xixuan pretended to wake up. Seeing the two doctors standing outside the car with anxious faces, he said in a deep voice, "There's no need to be so nervous. It's just a back injury."
"Young Master, let us help you onto the stretcher!" one of the doctors said respectfully.
Chu Xixuan nodded, looked at Lan Ziye and said, "Help me out!"
Lan Ziye didn't respond, but he had already helped the person out with his hands, and assisted the two doctors to put Chu Xixuan on the stretcher and let Chu Xixuan lie down.
As he lay there, Lan Ziye saw Chu Xixuan's horrible back, covered in blood and flesh, with his clothes stuck to it.
Lan Ziye knew that Chu Xixuan was seriously injured this time, but she never expected it to be so shocking and serious.
Lan Ziye felt very uncomfortable. This was a feeling she had never experienced before. Even when Chu Xixuan was beaten unconscious in order to help her last time, giving Su Muyu the opportunity to drug her, she had never felt so uncomfortable.
What's going on? Has her heart softened?
Putting aside those messy thoughts, Lan Ziye followed the doctor into the room.
The doctor gave Chu Xixuan an anti-inflammatory medicine and began to treat Chu Xixuan's wound.
The clothes on the body had to be cut off bit by bit, especially the clothes that were already stuck to the flesh had to be carefully scraped off bit by bit. After the clothes were dealt with, the charred and festering flesh came to be...
Lan Ziye looked at Chu Xixuan, who was still frowning, and asked cautiously, "Does it hurt?"
After asking this, Lan Ziye regretted it. How could this flesh-slicing transaction not be painful?
Chu Xixuan smiled at Lan Ziye and said comfortingly: "It's okay, it doesn't hurt!"
Lan Ziye's eyes suddenly turned red. She suppressed the urge to cry and said, "Silly boy, how could it not hurt?"
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