684: To Mimic And Follow

To Mimic And Follow

Shen Qianshu frowned. This is an act. You are acting so seriously. Isn't it unsuitable?2

Just when she was thinking of this, she saw Young Master's military attire soaked in blood. Shen Qianshu swore that she was like Burger who had its tail chopped off. She jumped up from the bed and dashed towards the door wearing a slip-on dress.

Ye Ling tried to shout. "Wear… clothes!"

What the…!

He scolded her in his heart. Shen Qianshu had already run to the staircase and shouted loudly below. "Zhong Ran, call the doctor! Call the doctor!"

Everybody still had not reacted, and Shen Qianshu had already run back. She leaned over the bedside with a face of horror. "Master, what happened to you?"

Ye Ling had already turned his body. There were traces of blood on his chest. He gripped tightly onto Shen Qianshu's wrist. "Put on your clothes!"

"Oh…"

Shen Qianshu lowered her head and looked at herself. That was really embarrassing. She hurriedly took her outer shirt and ran to the cloakroom in a flash, changing swiftly into a set of high-collar home clothes. Tong Hua and Ye Tingjun had already come in. They supported Ye Ling as he lay on the bed properly. Shen Qianshu was extremely worried. She wished so much that she could give herself a slap. How could you kick him, stupid legs? Chop your legs off!

"Big Brother, how are you feeling?"

Ye Ling shook his head slightly.

Ye Tingjun thought in his heart. You have already come up for almost an hour, and you are actually still so neatly dressed?

I'm really… so disappointed in you!

Ye Ling's military attire did not even have one button undone. He wore it neatly on his body. Just by looking, he knew that nothing had happened. Could he be just chatting with sister-in-law while being wrapped in the blanket? And chatted until the wound tore open?

Shen Qianshu brought over a set of loose-fitting home clothes. Ye Tingjun helped Ye Ling change. Tong Hua carried Burger and watched from the side, feeling very worried. Ye Tingjun unwrapped the layers of bloodstained bandages. There was quite a lot of blood. The wound was even more horrible. It was smeared with blood. Shen Qianshu's eyes turned red in an instant. Ye Tingjun did a simple clean-up for him once. The doctor was also arriving soon.

With this torment going on, it was late at night soon.

Fortunately, the doctor said that the wound had only split open and would not affect the bone. He also told Ye Ling that he had to take good care and recuperate well. This wound must not split open again. Otherwise, it would affect the bone's growth. If the bones in the chest grew to become crooked, it would result in bone hyperplasia. This was no joking matter.

No one knew whether Ye Ling had heard the doctor's words, but Shen Qianshu had completely heard everything.

"Master…"

Ye Ling narrowed his eyes as if he was closing his eyes to rest. When he heard her voice, he opened his eyes slightly. "It is not your fault. Don't cry."

"I am not crying."

Shen Qianshu sat by his side and looked at him furiously. "You are also too much. You're already hurt until like that, and you still want to wear what military attire? Aren't you deliberately looking to get tortured?"

She could not help herself from muttering. She could not really do anything!

How maddening!

Ye Ling gazed at her deeply. He still had not forgotten the rose on her ankle. "When did you get the tattoo?"

"After you were dead!" Shen Qianshu looked at him grudgingly. "Oh, I have forgotten. Master can resurrect from a renminbi player. You are really brilliant. You can come back from the dead. Humph!"

Ye Ling became silent.

She did not look very angry.

Very good.

I will not abuse her.

Yea, very good!

This injury came at the right time!

"Master, no matter what you do, I will accommodate you. However, I do not like people keeping me in the dark. Do you know that you have gone overboard!" Shen Qianshu looked at him coldly. "Although I am a slacker student, aren't you afraid that I will mimic you and also give you such a big present in the future?"

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