Morning, the Heir

Chapter 373: Will you not want me

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Leng Yichang hugged her, and Cheng Jie took this opportunity to quickly take out the needle and inject him with a sedative.

The transparent liquid slowly pushed into the blood vessels, and the crazy Cheng Min gradually calmed down.

Leng Yihuang let go of her, but she hugged his arm with the last bit of strength, her face was full of tears, and she begged tremblingly: "Master, I'm a useless person, will you not want me..."

No matter how much she tried to grab him, her hands still slipped down his arms weakly.

Leng Yihuang shook her hand reassuringly: "No."

Cheng Jie stood aside distressedly and sadly, looking at the pale woman on the bed.

But the person who can comfort her is not him.

He couldn't even calm her down.

Leng Yihuang put her exposed arm under the quilt, but saw bright red patches on the white sheet.

"Her wound was open."

Hearing this, Cheng Jie immediately pressed the call bell, and the doctors and nurses rushed over as quickly as possible.

Cheng Min's wound had to be re-sutured. The moment the nurse lifted her clothes, Leng Yihuang looked away and looked up to see Lin Xiaomi standing at the door.

Frowning, he walked over quickly: "When did you come here?"

He reached out to hold her hand, her little hand was cold, he stretched out his hand and pulled her into his arms, with a trace of reproach in his mouth: "Why are you wearing so little?"

Lin Xiaomi leaned against his arms. His arms were as warm as ever, but the clean and dry smell on his body was filled with the smell of disinfectant in the hospital.

She took a deep breath, her stomach was a little overwhelmed.

Looking up to meet the man's deep eyes, Lin Xiaomi wanted to tell him that she came in just when he promised not to let Cheng Min go.

But when the words came to her lips, she couldn't say them.

Such sharp words are still not suitable for her.

She sighed softly, snuggled into his arms, and watched the doctors and nurses re-sew up the wound on the unconscious Cheng Min.

"What happened to her just now, her leg..."

Leng Yihuang turned around and took her out, took off his suit jacket and put it on her body, frowning: "I don't feel it anymore, the nerves may be really damaged, which will affect the movement of the lower body."

"How did you come?"

Lin Xiaomi pushed him away slightly, and stuffed the insulated box in his arms into his arms.

"I heard from the servant that you went to the hospital early in the morning, so I thought the servant must have no time to prepare breakfast, so..."

She was interrupted by him when she finished speaking, "So you came here to bring me food? Is my wife so virtuous?"

"Stop being narcissistic! This breakfast is for Cheng Min, she is a sick patient, what's the matter with you!"

Leng Yihuang looked at her with a half-smile, Lin Xiaomi was a little embarrassed by his look, his sharp eagle eyes seemed to be able to see through everything: "Really?"

Lin Xiaomi was a little embarrassed by him, so he gave him a hard look, and admitted in a broken jar: "Yes! It's true that I'm not here to deliver meals, I'm here to supervise you, how about it?"

"Oh, I knew you were unreliable, so I saw you hugging other women as soon as I came here."

She didn't want to admit it at first, but somehow she said what was in her heart. The jealous tone even made her feel a little funny when she heard it.

She didn't want to appear so petty.

Cheng Min was injured in order to save him.

Wen Yun fired that shot because he wanted to kill him.

Sometimes she wondered, if there was no Cheng Min, would he have had an accident at this time

She is grateful to Cheng Min, because not everyone can stand in front of another without hesitation when facing a gun.

But at the same time, as a woman, she had indescribable concerns in her heart.

She couldn't see that Leng Yihuang cared so much about Cheng Min, and she couldn't see that they had a little physical contact.

Leng Yihuang looked at her in disbelief, looking overly frightened: "Hey, wife, don't eat or talk nonsense, what do you mean I'm hugging other women?"

"Is not it?"

How dare he deny it

Lin Xiaomi suddenly became angry, she saw it with her own eyes!

"Of course not. You are totally two natures. Cheng Min was too excited just now. I just wanted to hold her down so that Cheng Jie could give her a sedative conveniently."

Lin Xiaomi snorted coldly and gave him a blank look, unwilling to look at him.

Although she knew what he said was true, she couldn't convince herself that she didn't care.

But she couldn't say anything to refute him.

For a moment, he could only say rascally: "I don't care what the reason is, anyway, do you hug or not."

Her small face was as cold as ice, her red lips were slightly pouting, and she had an expression of accusation. Leng Yihuang only thought it was funny, and couldn't help reaching out to pull her into his arms.

"Honey, did you smell a strange smell in the hospital?"

Lin Xiaomi didn't want him to hug her, and reached out to push him away.

What a strange smell, it was the smell of medicine on his body that belonged to Cheng Min.

"Let me go!" He hugged him so tightly that she couldn't break his hand, and angrily pinched the soft flesh under his creaky nest with her little hand: "What strange smell, just your strange smell! I have never smelled the smell of disinfectant in the hospital before."

She said it in a cold voice, and Leng Yihuang found it funny and amusing.

I've never seen her look so jealous and stingy before.

He smiled lowly, Lin Xiaomi saw that he was still in the mood to smile at this moment.

She was discussing the problem with him so seriously, but he could laugh.

His face suddenly turned cold!

Seeing that she was getting annoyed, Leng Yihuang leaned over and bit her hard on the cheek. Lin Xiaomi hurt from the bite, like a kitten whose tail was stepped on, and was about to explode when he heard him A narrow tone filled his ears and said, "Honey, you look so cute when you're jealous."

Lin Xiaomi suddenly felt as if his fist was hitting the cotton.

A little frustrated, a little helpless, and a little annoyed.

After the wound was re-sutured, the doctors and nurses left the ward, and Cheng Jie also came out, his face was exhausted, his eyes were scarlet, and his eye sockets were full of bloodshot eyes.

He didn't sleep all night last night.

"How's her leg?" Leng Yihuang asked.

Hearing this, Lin Xiaomi also became nervous.

This is Cheng Min's life-saving grace, and taking care of her now is a matter of course.

But if it's just a simple injury, the days of taking care of it can be counted, but if it hurts a leg, it won't be able to walk in the future...

Lin Xiaomi didn't even dare to imagine such a result.

So is Leng Yihuang going to be responsible for the rest of her life

Even if he doesn't need to take care of him personally, he will be tied to Cheng Min in the days to come.

Thinking of that possibility, she felt a cold sensation from the soles of her feet.