Chapter 351 Visiting Him at the Hospital
Little Orange glanced at Chen Ge with a puzzled look: "Don't you only know how to treat sprains and bruises? Why did you take me to the infirmary?"
Chen Ge scratched his head: "Will you...will you let me treat you?"
"Otherwise, you don't want to treat me, do you? Or are you trying to charge me?"
"No, no." Chen Ge coughed lightly. "Then, then come with me."
Little Orange didn't notice his hesitation at all. She nodded casually, turned to Kong Wange, and said, "Sister Kong, shall we just let this matter of Wen Xiaoxiao go?"
Leng Jun chimed in, "You should go and focus on your foot. You don't need to worry about Wen Xiaoxiao. Do you think Kong is the kind of person who would suffer a loss? She didn't say a word afterward, so she must have a backup plan."
A hint of coldness flashed in Kong Wange's eyes.
Wen Xiaoxiao's behavior had crossed her bottom line, almost causing her and the people she cared about to perish in the fire. She could no longer allow her to continue her evil deeds.
She gave a sly smile: "Jun Jun knows me so well. Don't worry, Wen Xiaoxiao won't last past tonight!"
Little Orange immediately exclaimed excitedly, "Sister Kong, tell me how you plan to deal with that wicked woman! Is there anything I can do to help?!"
This time, Chen Ge couldn't stand it anymore. He pulled Xiao Ju Zi and said, "Alright, look how anxious the boss is. She must have something to do. Don't bother her with all her questions."
Little Orange hadn't quite grasped the situation yet: "Ah, what's Sister Kong going to do?"
"Hospital." Kong Wange uttered the two words lightly, waved to the three of them, and disappeared into the sunlight.
Behind her, Little Orange still hadn't reacted: "Why go to the hospital? To see Murong Ting? Didn't they get divorced?!"
Unfortunately, all she got in return was a light tap on the forehead from Chen Ge.
Little Orange immediately covered her head: "Why did you hit me!"
"Don't gossip about other people's business. Come on, let's look at your feet." Chen Ge squatted down, looking like he was about to carry Xiao Juzi on his back.
Little Orange snorted and climbed onto Chen Ge's back, her arms naturally wrapping around his neck: "Now you're all set, still keeping little secrets from me."
Chen Ge coughed lightly and said, "No, if it were my business, I certainly wouldn't hide it from you."
Little Orange snorted twice: "Who cares about your business?"
"You...you said that."
"Hmm, why are you running? Hold on tighter, I don't like being bounced around like that," Little Orange instructed from behind him.
"You...you're always so fussy." Chen Ge couldn't help but mutter, but the arm around her from behind was unusually firm, and his ears were unconsciously turning a little red.
Leng Jun looked at the two of them, shook his head and smiled.
Spring has already passed, but why does it seem like everyone's peach blossoms are blooming even more profusely?
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Kong Wange left the Imperial Courtyard and hailed a taxi. She had just gotten in the car when she received a message from Lin Cheng.
[Young Madam, Young Master Ting's condition has basically stabilized. His more serious injuries are to his forehead and left leg. He received four stitches to his head, which may leave a scar. He also has a minor fracture in his left calf. The doctor has ordered him to be hospitalized for observation. He is currently in room 1206 of the Central Hospital. You can come right up to him when you arrive.]
After reading the message, Kong Wange's lips pressed into a straight line.
Stitches... scarring... bone fracture...
These words flashed through her mind, and then a sharp pain shot through her heart.
If he hadn't stood in front of her, she would be the one lying in the hospital now.
What was he thinking at that moment when he instinctively stood in front of himself to shield himself?
Her heart twinged slightly. She took a deep breath to suppress the rising sorrow and replied, "Okay, I'll be there in twenty minutes."
Lin Cheng quickly replied with an OK.
Putting down her phone, Kong Wange said to the driver, "Driver, Central Hospital."
The car sped all the way to the hospital, and Kong Wange went straight up to the twelfth floor.
Murong Ting was staying in a VIP ward. When she arrived at the door, she was about to knock when Lin Cheng opened the door from the inside.
He was holding a stack of receipts, and his eyes lit up when he saw Kong Wange: "Young Madam, you've arrived!"
Kong Wange nodded: "How is he?"
"I just woke up, and the first thing I said was to you: 'Go in and take a look.'"
Kong Wange's heart softened: "Okay, go ahead and get busy."
"Okay." Lin Cheng responded and hurriedly went out.
Kong Wange pushed open the door and immediately saw Murong Ting leaning against the headboard.
The man's face was pale, his lips were dry and chapped, a bandage was stuck to his head, and his left leg was slinged up. He looked disheveled and somewhat comical.
He reached out to grab the water bottle by the bedside, but when he heard the door open, he turned around and saw Kong Wange. He was taken aback for a moment, but then a smile spread across his face: "Wanwan, you're here."
Kong Wange composed herself, walked a few steps to the bedside, picked up a cup, bent down and handed it to him, unable to help but complain, "If you want water, just ask someone. What if you fall?"
Murong Ting didn't take the glass of water, but instead reached out and touched Kong Wange's face.
Kong Wange paused slightly, but did not move.
The next second, she heard the man beside her sigh with relief, "It's good that you're alright."
Kong Wange's eyes instantly stung with tears.
She took a deep breath and sat down next to him: "Drink some water first."
Murong Ting's smile remained unchanged: "You feed me."
Normally, Kong Wange would have definitely snapped at him, but now she nodded and held the water to his lips: "Open your mouth."
This time, Murong Ting was stunned. He had only meant it as a joke, but he hadn't expected her to actually feed him water. He opened his mouth and drank the water.
My lips were moisturized and no longer dry and chapped.
Kong Wange put down her cup: "Lin Cheng told me about your situation. The fracture is okay, it will heal on its own. It's just that your forehead is more serious and may leave a scar. Since it's mixed with burns, the anti-aging cream I developed to remove knife scars and acne marks may not be effective."
"Wanwan." The man on the bed suddenly interrupted her, his gentle tone carrying a reassuring tone: "The doctor has already told me about my situation. I'm a man, so whether I have a scar or not is no big deal. Don't worry, and don't blame yourself, okay?"
Kong Wange pursed her lips and remained silent.
She felt she had hidden her emotions quite well, and she didn't know how this person could tell she was blaming herself.
On the bed, Murong Ting looked at her tense expression and said, "Wanwan, I'm actually very fortunate today."
Kong Wange's expression shifted slightly.
Murong Ting pulled her with his left hand, and seeing that she didn't flinch, the smile in his eyes became even more pronounced.
"Wanwan, aren't you curious why I went to the Imperial Academy today?"
Kong Wange was taken aback, only now realizing that this person always seemed to appear inexplicably by her side, and over time, she had even gotten used to it.
He came to Yudao Academy, naturally to find her; she had always understood his intentions.
However, she wasn't narcissistic enough to say it aloud, and asked somewhat awkwardly, "Why?"
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