"Xiao Nuo you..."
Xiaolan looked at Xiaonuo in astonishment, speechless. It was clearly she who gave Miss Lan the medicine, why did she say it was her
Although she didn't know why the young master asked this, Xiaolan knew very well that it must be related to Miss Lan's inflammation of the wound.
So, by doing this, Xiao Nuo is undoubtedly pushing himself out as a scapegoat.
"Master, I didn't apply the medicine." Xiaolan said hurriedly, defending herself.
Jun Yue's stern face was covered with layers of frost, and a cold light flashed in his black pupils.
Just as he was about to speak, the housekeeper came over and said, "Master, Miss Lan has woken up and is looking for you."
Hearing that the little girl had woken up, Jun Yue stood up, glanced at the two trembling maids with cold black eyes, and said coldly: "Take her away first."
As he spoke, he took a step with his long legs, and there was a hint of haste in his steady steps.
"No, go away, don't come near me! Where's Junyue? I want Junyue..."
From a distance, I could hear the little girl's clear voice.
When he pushed open the door and walked in, the scene in front of him made Jun Yue frown.
I saw the needle that was originally inserted into the back of the little girl's hand was pulled out by her, and red blood flowed back.
The quilt and pillow were scattered on the floor. She sat on the bed with a pale face, waving her soft arms, not allowing anyone to approach her.
"Lan Duoduo!" The man's low and stern voice suddenly sounded in the room.
Hearing the familiar voice, Lan Duoduo looked towards the door in surprise, and that tall and noble figure jumped into her eyes.
But the man's face no longer had the same tenderness or evilness as before, but instead had a kind of anger that was about to explode.
Her heart skipped a beat. Lan Duoduo twirled the corner of her clothes and looked at the mess in the room. She didn't dare to look at him out of guilt.
What should I do if Junyue is angry
The family doctor and the housekeeper who followed in tactfully withdrew.
Suddenly, the only people left in the room were Lan Duoduo with her little head drooping and Jun Yue who looked a little angry.
The man walked over slowly, picked up the quilt and pillow on the ground and put them back on the bed.
He covered the little girl with the quilt again and lay her down, holding her shoulders.
The little girl, who was a little nervous inside, cooperated obediently from beginning to end and didn't dare to say a word.
In fact, seeing how she looked like a little punched bag, Jun Yue couldn't really be angry with her.
He was not angry that she lost her temper and messed up the room. Even if she burned down the entire Jun Garden, he would not be angry.
He was angry at the little girl. She didn't take care of her body at all and actually dared to pull out the needle like that. Didn't she see that the blood was flowing into the infusion tube
Seeing that she was lying down obediently, Jun Yue prepared to call the family doctor in to give her another infusion.
The little girl lying on the bed seemed to have seen through his thoughts. She tugged at the corner of his clothes with her little hands, her sea-blue eyes flashing with a pitiful light.
She pouted her lips and looked at him aggrievedly.
"Junyue, please don't let that person prick me with the needle, I'm afraid of the pain."
The voice was soft and the face was full of careful flattery.
"I will be good in the future and listen to you. I am afraid of pain."
The words "I'm afraid of pain" were spoken very quietly, but they made his cold heart shrink.
What a pitiful little girl! Once she showed such a pitiful expression, even Jun Yue couldn't bear to reject her.
He was just a little bit away from agreeing to her request out of relenting.