Hua Changle was sent home by Gu Yujing's men.
She brought the information to Hua Xiange.
But after returning home, she searched around but couldn't find anyone, so she asked Zhou Liang:
"Butler Zhou, where is Second Brother?"
Zhou Liang said, "Second Young Master went to the Art Garden."
The Hua family estate is a large manor occupying half a hilltop, with a vast area containing buildings for various purposes, including gardens, playgrounds, and training grounds.
Art Garden, as the name suggests, is a place that integrates a cinema, concert hall, dance studio, practice room and other facilities.
Hua Changle took a car to the Art Garden and found the dance studio. Sure enough, Hua Xiange was practicing dance in one of the rooms.
One wall of the dance studio is a half-transparent glass panel, allowing Hua Changle to see the entire interior.
Hua Xiange was originally dancing, her toes lightly touching the ground as she twirled in the air, displaying her resilient lines perfectly.
She landed lightly, like a swallow skimming the snow, the snow-white ribbons on her clothes still fluttering, like wings of light that had not yet been folded.
The beautiful dance was initially captivating, but upon landing, Hua Xiange's expression changed, and she abruptly grabbed the armrest.
He reached out and untied the belt of his shirt, taking it off.
He was shirtless, drenched in sweat, his slightly curly, shoulder-length black hair was wet, and the reddish ends of his hair clung to his undulating collarbone and snow-white chest, the contrasting colors creating an eerie and unsettling effect.
He leaned against the armrest, one hand lightly supporting his waist, his face pale and his expression strange.
Hua Changle looked closely and realized that his waist was wrapped in gauze and he was even injured!
"Second brother? Are you alright?" She quickly went forward to help him up.
Hua Xiange then noticed her, released her hand from her waist, and composed herself: "Why are you here?"
"I brought the latest information about the variety show with me."
Hua Changle walked over and pushed the small sofa over: "Second Brother, please sit down first."
Hua Xiange shook her head: "No need, I'll just stand here and rest for a bit."
"Second brother, did you aggravate your injury while dancing? Let me take a look."
Before he could speak, Hua Changle took the first-aid kit from the cupboard next to him.
Hua Xiange made no move.
Hua Changle reassured him, "Second brother, don't worry. I learned the basic methods of wound treatment at school; it's a required course for us. Our results have been proven in practice."
Don't worry, I can handle it for you.
Looking into her earnest eyes, Hua Xiange finally untied the gauze herself.
As she reached the last lap, Hua Xiange's movements slowed noticeably. Her brow furrowed slightly, her breathing became heavy, and her already fair skin turned even paler.
The removed gauze was thrown on the ground, stained with blood and pus.
Hua Changle gasped in shock!
The wound, a gruesome red and purple, encircled his lean waist.
There is a laceration across the right side of my waist that has not yet fully healed.
The wounds were particularly shocking on her sculpted waist.
"What happened?" Hua Changle grimaced as he looked at it. "How did it get so serious?"
Hua Xiange held onto the armrest, her tone remaining calm despite the pain:
"When filming the movie 'The Demon Slayer,' during the aerial fight scenes, the equipment assisting the flight malfunctioned, causing a tightness in my neck."
"Such a big, deep wound? Is the safety of the film crew that bad?" Hearing his calm tone, Hua Changle got a little angry.
Hua Xiange looked down at her: "I accidentally bumped into a prop and got scratched."
He didn't say that's actually the case.
The reason I'm in this state isn't because of the equipment, but because the young actor I was acting opposite was terrible and arrogant, resulting in too many takes.
The injury was indeed caused by a malfunction in the equipment; he was thrown forward due to inertia.
The actor he was acting with didn't put away the sharp prop in his hand and used it to cut him open.
If he hadn't reacted quickly and dodged, that cut wouldn't have been an incision, but a gaping hole.
Afterwards, before he could say anything, the actor spoke up first:
"Another day of listening to the director explain the scene," "Action scenes are indeed dangerous; I even got injured myself," and so on.
The accompanying picture shows a pale waist with slightly chafed skin.
In this way, Hua Xiange can't say that she was strangled by NG, nor can she say that she was accidentally injured by that person, otherwise she will definitely be criticized for being pretentious or something.
His injury had to be kept secret, and only a few big fans knew about it.
To this day, he has not received a single apology or word of sympathy from the actor he was acting with.
"How painful must this be?" Hua Changle said with heartache, taking out tools and medicine to prepare for treatment.
Hua Xiange's gaze fell on the little girl's distressed face, and she said softly:
"It doesn't hurt."
"Who would believe that..."
Hua Changle muttered something, looked up at him, and said, "Second Brother, I'll try to be gentle, just bear with it."
Hua Xiange hummed in agreement.
While dealing with the situation, Hua Changle tried to distract him by talking to him:
"Second brother, you're injured like this, why do you still want to practice dancing? Why don't you use a healing chamber or healing potions?"
When she first woke up, her body was in excruciating pain all over, and she looked like she was about to fall apart. But after being treated in the treatment ward, her physical condition immediately improved.
Hua Xiange's injury looks terrible, but it didn't damage her bones or muscles, so it should be easy for the healing chamber to heal completely.
Hua Xiange said, "The treatment chamber and medicine are not suitable for me."
422 Timely Explanation:
While treatment chambers and healing agents can promote rapid wound healing, they also tend to leave scars more easily than natural healing, and scar removal is time-consuming and laborious.
Hua Changle then understood. Hua Xiange had been letting the wounds heal on their own to prevent large, indelible scars from being left on her body.
"Oh, then we can only wait for it to heal slowly." Hua Changle gently wiped the wound with medicine.
Noticing the sweat on his body, Hua Changle couldn't help but nag:
"Second brother, your wound is too large. If you don't want to have a scar, you have to be careful not to get it infected."
"It's so hot. If you do strenuous exercise, firstly, the wound is very likely to tear, and secondly, sweat entering the wound makes it more susceptible to infection. If it gets infected, all the pain you've endured without using convenient methods will be for nothing. I... uh..."
When Hua Changle looked up and met Hua Xiange's smiling eyes, she realized that she had unknowingly started chanting.
"Second brother, I just wanted to ask a few questions."
Hua Xiange suddenly lowered her head and leaned closer: "Why do you care about me?"
"Huh?" Hua Changle replied matter-of-factly.
"Because you're my brother!"
Hua Xiange shook her head, dissatisfied with the answer: "Not his biological child."
“But you are also my brother. I grew up in the Hua family. We have been siblings for more than ten years.”
"no."
"What did you say?" Hua Changle didn't hear what Hua Xiange said.
Hua Xiange lowered her eyes, her dark red eyes like cold rubies:
"Didn't you say you didn't remember me? There's no affection between us anymore."
Hua Changle paused in his movements.
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Pay attention, this is important! Second Brother missed another foreshadowing!
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