“K! Are all of you blind? Damn, looking for death in the hospital, don’t mind the bad luck!” The owner of the car pushed open the door and came down to curse, miserably pale, obviously also frightened.
Luckily, the brakes were applied just in time to avoid crashing into it.
Zi Ge didn’t care to check her own injuries, and hurriedly ran over to help Zhuo Yunruo up, and anxiously asked after her, “How is it, are you hurt? Where does it hurt?”
Zhuo Yunruo, however, could not say anything, just suddenly let out a loud cry, trembling lips, constantly murmuring, “Baby … my baby …”
The excessive shock caused Zhuo Yunruo’s emotions to start breaking down again, and the doctor anxiously rushed into the hospital room.
Zige waited anxiously outside the hospital room for Lan Yu Feng to come over.
Until this moment, looking back on that scene just now, she still had palpitations, her heart filled with great trepidation and uneasiness.
Just that much closer, the car was going to hit and pulverize her …
A long gash was pulled open on her hand, blood pouring out, and she couldn’t be bothered to deal with it, just staring at the mess of a hospital room.
The mournful cries made her heart skip a beat.
In the long corridor, there was a sudden rolling sound of a wheelchair. As soon as Zi Ge turned around, she saw Yan Nan pushing Lan Yu Feng and hurrying over, his face so stern and cold that it was terrifying.
“Meng Zige, who told you to come here?!” Opening his mouth, it was a stern questioning.
He took the cane and rose from his wheelchair, towering over her. Those eyes, so sharp it was as if they were going to pluck a hole through her.
“I’m sorry, I really didn’t think it would turn out like this … ” Zige hurriedly explained.
She had put his wife in danger, and now that the situation had gotten so bad, it was only right to be angry.
“Why did you come here? Who do you think you are?” His mood, not a little bit better because of her apology, his eyes glared at her aggressively, the fire under them like he couldn’t burn her to ashes.
Zige was forced to take a step back, pressed against the wall, licked his lips and explained with difficulty, “I … just … wanted to come and see her … ”
“You came to see her? Meng Zige, who do you think you are, who are you to come here to see her?”
Zi Ge was forced to say nothing by him and subconsciously wanted to leave, but Lan Yu Feng dragged her hand and pressed her against the wall.
“Well … it hurts …” every single one of his fingers pressed down on Zi Ge’s wound, the sharp pain that etched her heart and bones, she couldn’t help but grunt out in pain.
A cold sweat broke out on his pale forehead.
But Lan Yu Feng didn’t even stop at that wound with a single glance, much less slacken his force by a few points. He only warned her grimly, “Meng Zige, you’d better figure out what your status is! Don’t really think that just because I kissed you, you’re qualified to get involved in our family’s affairs, let alone presume otherwise! She’s not someone you’re qualified to see!”
People coming and going around them were shooting them strange looks.
His words became more and more excessive, and the guilt in Zi Ge’s heart was replaced by great anger. The other hand that was free rose up, and almost without thinking, she slapped him across the face.
Tears, flowing down her face, she choked and scolded him, “Lan Yu Feng, you asshole!”
On his handsome face, red and swollen five-finger marks immediately surfaced.
The fiery pain seemed to claw back some of his sanity. He stared at her with gloomy eyes for a long time, then suddenly let go of his hand, but just spat out a stiff single syllable from between his lips, “Get out!”
Muddy.
How she got out of the hospital, Zige wasn’t even sure, she just knew that it must have been wretched and embarrassing to the extreme.
The wound, hurt deeper, blood trickled down to his fingertips and dripped onto the floor.
Raising her hand to wipe her tears, pulling at the wound, her lips twitching in pain …
Just now, it clearly didn’t hurt this much …
Now, the wound along with the heart … hurt violently …
Looking at the back of that stumbling departure, Lan Yu Feng stood there stiffly, his cool eyes narrowed.
“Your words seem to have hurt her.” Yan Nan spoke calmly.
“She shouldn’t have come here without permission!” Lan Yu Feng lowered his eyes to look at his hand, the blood from her wound still lingering on his fingers.
“I’ll move Ms. Dre as quickly as possible so she can’t get any closer.”
“Uh-huh.” Lan Yu Feng nodded slightly, his expression still tense without easing.
Looking at his hand again, that tearful little face still seemed to be in front of his eyes. Sitting back in his wheelchair, he instructed Yan Nan with an expressionless face, “Go find her and bring her to Su Chen.”
Zige felt that she must be ugly as hell at the moment, or else the people around her wouldn’t have been throwing those strange looks at her all the time.
At this moment, Lan Yu Feng must be guarding in front of his wife’s bed to carefully pacify, no one will pay attention to the huge fear in his heart and the hand injury …
Thinking of that absolutely cold cool face, Zige did not want to admit that he was hurt, but the sadness in his chest could not deceive himself …
A car, slowly stopped at its feet, and someone stepped out of it. Ziggy didn’t stop, only walked woodenly along the street.
“Ma’am.” Yan Nan caught up. Zi Ge paused in her steps with a pale face and hastily wiped her tears, “Don’t call me ma’am, is something wrong?”
“Get in the car, your hand is injured.” Yan Nan opened the car door for her.
Zi Ge looked down at the wound on her hand, looking at the dripping blood, and only felt her eyes water. She raised her head and shook her head, “No need, it’s just a small matter, I can handle it myself.”
“Sir asked me to take you to let Dr. Su take a look.” Yan Nan insisted.
Mr.?
Lan Yu Feng?
Zige bit her lower lip. Didn’t he treat her wounds as if they were nothing, and now why come to pretend to be kind? Perhaps, just trying to coax her to keep going back to being his tool for coaxing Little Douzi?
Heart, slightly cold, “Tell Mr. Blue for me that he needn’t bother with my injuries, I know exactly who I am.”
“Ms. Meng, it’s better to get in the car, or I won’t be able to explain.”
Ziggy insisted on refusing.
For a long time, both of them could not hold each other, and in the end, Yan Nan had no choice but to move a little bit of force to get Zi Ge into the car.
Grabbing Zi Ge’s injury and looking at it, Su Chen even ‘tsked’ twice, looking like he was about to blow up, “This kid isn’t making a mistake! This kind of small injury is worth traveling so far to show me?”
Ziggy sat down on the couch, tugging at her sleeve to put her hand away, and didn’t say a word.
Yan Nan smiled and explained, “Mister said that Young Master Su is idle every day.”
“Which eye did he see me being idle?” Su Chen bristled, taking the medicine while glancing sideways at Zi Ge, the bottom of his stunningly beautiful eyes streaming with color, “Your face doesn’t look too good, are you sure that the rest of the place doesn’t hurt?”
Ziggy nodded lightly, “Uh-huh.”
No pain anywhere, except, in the chest …
Su Chen sat down on Zi Ge’s side, not waiting for him to do it himself, Zi Ge had already received the medicine and gauze into her hands. Smiling rustily at Su Chen, “Don’t bother Young Master Su, it’s better if I do it myself.”
“Are you okay?”
“I’m in nursing, it won’t be a problem.”
Zi Ge first cleaned the wound. At the wound, there was still fine sand and gravel stuck inside, she took a silver needle and carefully picked them out one by one. The sharp stabbing pain made her clench her teeth, her fingers stiffening one by one.
It was hard to pick out the stone and clean the wound with alcohol. The intense burning sensation made her suck in her breath in pain, and her hands trembled a little.
“Sir.” Suddenly, Yan Nan’s low call rang out, and Zi Ge’s entire body tightened a little.
Without looking up, he could feel a dark line of sight locked onto him at the moment.
Why is Lan Yu Feng here too?
“Coming.” Su Chen stood up to greet him.
“How’s the injury?” Lan Yu Feng asked.
“Yo, so concerned? Really take someone as your wife?” Su Chen joked cheekily.
Zige’s hand, subconsciously tightened a bit, somewhat stiffly bandaging herself.
But did not hear Lan Yu Feng’s reply, only heard not quite steady footsteps toward himself. Heartstrings tensed, that figure had already stood in front of him, and in the next instant, the injured hand, was grabbed.
“Let go!” Zi Ge’s tone stiffened and she reflexively tried to pull back her hand, but Lan Yu Feng held it tighter. He cast a sidelong glance at her with his eyes downcast, but he was talking to Su Chen, “You let her bandage herself?” .
“She volunteered, I’m happy to save her the trouble. Don’t be so nervous, small injury, she can handle it.” Su Chen was not the least bit impressed.
Nervous?
How could he be nervous about himself? In his eyes, he was nothing more than a delusional, ungrateful person.
“Have you grabbed enough? Please let go when you’ve grabbed enough.” Zige struggled, her hand, held by him, stiff as a rock.
Lan Yu Feng’s eyes ran over her injury, and then, loosened his grip. In a low voice, he warned, “Don’t show up in City 3 again.”
Zige pursed her lips and didn’t say anything. Lan Yu Feng furrowed his brows and forced a question with some impatience, “Did you hear me clearly? Meng Zige, next time anything happens to her, I’ll be the first to find you!”
“I didn’t mean to hurt her on purpose.” Ziggy wrenched her hand away and defended herself in a loud voice.
“Whether intentionally or unintentionally, you hurt her!” Lan Yu Feng stared at her face, “I’ll say it again: never again!”
Zige was still about to say something, but Lan Yu Feng had already turned around and asked Su Chen, “Are there any other places that are injured?”
Su Chen spread his hands, “Just a small wound.”
That’s good.
“Yan Nan, take her away!” Lan Yu Feng instructed Yan Nan.
Zi Ge didn’t want to stay for a moment, and without waiting for Yan Nan to speak, she had already taken the first step out of the Su family mansion.
Until Zi Ge left, Lan Yufeng’s face still hadn’t eased in the slightest. Su Chen casually poured two glasses of wine and handed one to him, “How did she know that Zhuo Yunruo was in City 3?”
“An accident.” Lan Yu Feng held his wine glass and leaned back on the sofa.
“Afraid that she will approach Zhuo Yunruo and subsequently check her own birth?” Su Chen looked like he knew what was going on.
“I don’t want to make a scene.” He looked, somewhat cold.
“You’ve been using Little Douzi as an excuse to keep her around, it looks like you’re planning to play a big game.” Su Chen held the wine glass in his hand and only stretched out his middle finger, gesturing towards him, “I’m telling you, hatred is a poisoned arrow, sooner or later you’re going to wound yourself. Don’t go back and break yourself into pieces, then come back and ask me to patch up your brain. I can’t do that.”
Lan Yu Feng was indifferent. He just drank the wine in one gulp and glanced at him, sarcastically, “I think it’s better for you to think about how you should explain to your fiancée about you molesting the little nurses all day long.”
“I can’t imagine that you still care about me so much.” Not only was Su Chen not worried, he was smiling with a spring in his step.
Yan Nan parked the car at the entrance of the mansion, glanced at the woman in the backseat, and couldn’t help but speak, “That’s how Mister’s temper is, always a bit cloudy.”
Zige pushed open the door to the back seat, not really interested in talking to him about Lan Yu Feng, “Thanks for the ride.”
Actually …
Was it because of his angry temper that she felt sad and hurt? After all, it was only because of his cold look, and his absolute disregard for her fear and hurt.
Yes. Why should he care about her feelings?