love addiction

Well, he had to admit that when Tang Mianmian was around, Young Master Jue couldn't see anyone else in his eyes.

Long Yejue opened his eyes again, but what he saw was Tang Mianmian.

what happened?

He frowned and called out in displeasure, "Tang Mianmian?"

Tang Mianmian suddenly came back to her senses, and hurried over and asked, "Don't move around when you're hurt."

"Why are you here?" His voice was low and hoarse.

She quickly poured water, handed it to him and said, "Lan Xiu said something happened to you, so I'm here."

His black eyes darkened a little, and a complicated look flashed across his face, then he took the water glass and drank it.

Although Lan Xiu told her that Long Yejue was injured, he didn't say what it was.

At this time, Long Yejue looked pale, but there was no reason for it.

It is estimated that the injury is on the body.

She looked down again, trying to find something in him.

The man was wearing a black T-shirt, and he couldn't tell what was going on, except for the drips on the back of his hand, it could be seen that he was really injured.

"What are you looking at?" The man met her probing eyes after drinking the water.

And it still fell on him.

His black eyes dimmed in an instant, and he put down his water glass and asked.

"Lanxiu said you were injured, I want to see where the injury is." She answered honestly.

Long Yejue glanced at Lan Xiu with displeasure, and then said calmly, "A little injury, it's not important, but I was surprised that you came here."

"I came here because you were injured, why the accident?" She pretended not to understand what he said, and leaned a little closer, reaching out to pull his clothes.

Long Yejue pulled the quilt and lay down, his black eyes narrowed slightly, "There are still people here, don't move."

"..." What did he say?

What is hands-on?Didn't she just check on his injuries?
Why did the taste change when he said it out of his mouth?
Tang Mianmian glanced at Lan Xiu in embarrassment, her cheeks felt a little hot.

But Long Yejue didn't let her see the injury, which made her a little nervous.

If it was really a minor injury, Lan Xiu would not have informed her of Gulai.

If it was really a minor injury, he would show it to him without hesitation.

The man was sick back then, and his face had never been so pale. From this, it can be deduced that his injury must be serious.

Since the enemy is looking for revenge, the attack must be particularly ruthless.

Regardless of Long Yejue's wishes, Tang Mianmian went directly to lift the quilt, "I'll just take a look."

"Ah, Tang Mianmian! You crazy woman!" Long Yejue sat up angrily and pulled back the quilt, but his cheeks twitched slightly.

The flash of pain did not escape Tang Mianmian's eyes.

It made her let go of the quilt quickly, and quickly comforted her, "Don't get excited, I'm just looking at it, I won't do anything to you, why are you so guarded against me?"

"Who is guarding against you?" He snorted coldly, the pain has eased, and said coldly, "If I guarded you, can you come in?"

Long Yejue was right about this.

From the moment he came in, there were people guarding around the villa and the door of his room.

He was all in black, and he was wearing sunglasses, just like what he saw in the movie.

In this state of strict defense, the enemy must be a difficult role to deal with.

She frowned slightly, she couldn't come directly, so she could only temporarily truce, "Okay, I won't watch it, is that okay?"

"No!" He resolutely refused.

Tang Mianmian looked at him puzzled.

The man suddenly smiled wickedly, "When the two of us are alone, you can see it however you want."

Tang Mianmian, "..."

Lan Xiu coughed uncomfortably, reminding them that he was still there, "Young Master, the doctor has come and plans to have surgery tonight."

Do surgery!
This word frightened Tang Mianmian instantly.

What kind of injury is serious enough to require surgery?
She looked at Long Yejue in panic, hoping for an answer.

But Long Yejue just looked indifferent, and on the contrary, he still disliked Lan Xiu, "It's too big to make it so serious!"

"Young master, your injury is not..."

"To shut up!"

Lan Xiu could only look at him helplessly, and finally looked at Tang Mianmian, probably asking for help.

Tang Mianmian nodded attentively, turned her eyes to Long Yejue and said, "Since the doctors are here, we still have to do the surgery, don't be stubborn."

Who is stubborn?
Does this woman treat him as a three-year-old child?
Long Yejue lay back in disgust, his movements were a little slow, probably because the wound was involved, "I need to operate quickly, don't delay my time."

Tang Mianmian immediately laughed happily, and gestured to Lan Xiu, probably telling him to hurry up.

Only then did Lan Xiu go downstairs with a sigh of relief, and asked people to make preoperative preparations.

Tang Mianmian caught a glimpse of the sweat on the man's forehead, guessed it was too painful, and felt a slight pain in his heart, "Since you are injured, you should receive treatment as soon as possible, why procrastinate?"

"It's just a small injury." He still had the same tone, even the words seemed to be humming from his nostrils, extremely arrogant.

"Small injuries are also injuries."

"Crap."

Tang Mianmian wanted to say something, but the door was pushed open, and some doctors came in and out carrying things.

Shadowless lamps, electronic instruments, there are many of them.

She stood up in a daze, and looked at Lan Xiu puzzled.

Lan Xiu glanced at Long Yejue uneasily, obviously because he was concerned about his presence, so he couldn't tell Tang Mianmian directly.

The doctor has already arranged it, and the anesthesiologist said in Italian, "It is time to disinfect and give local anesthesia."

Long Yejue's black eyes suddenly opened, and he directly refused, "No need for anesthesia, take it directly."

Lan Xiu anxiously persuaded, "Master Jue, no, you must have local anesthesia!"

"Am I a patient or are you a patient?" Long Yejue asked coldly.

"But the bullet hit the main artery, in case..."

"Shut up!" Long Yejue interrupted Lan Xiu again, his expression rarely ugly.

Tang Mianmian looked nervously at Long Yejue, "Did you get a gunshot wound?"

"Lan Xiu, get her out, it's too noisy." Long Yejue suddenly ordered.

"Long Yejue!" Tang Mianmian called out his full name anxiously, walked over and questioned, "Since it was a gunshot wound, why do you need to have an operation at home? We'll go to the hospital, only the hospital will be safe."

"Miss Tang, if Young Master Jue goes to the hospital like this, he will be interrogated, which will delay the formation of Young Master Jue and cause some negative effects." Lan Xiu explained.

"But that's a gunshot wound..." She said in fear, her eyes full of panic.

Long Yejue stretched out his hand to hold her, and said in an impatient tone, "I'm not dead yet, why are you in such a hurry? Get out quickly and wait for the doctor to take it out."

"Long Yejue..."

"go out!"

He ordered again sternly.

Tang Mianmian looked at his impatience, she had a lot to say, but she knew that he couldn't listen to what she said.

I could only stand there, insisting and pleading, "I'll stay here with you, okay?"

"Who wants you to accompany me? Get out!" Long Yejue ran out of patience and chased her away, "Lan Xiu, find someone to drag her out for me!"

"Yes." Lan Xiu came over and persuaded Tang Mianmian, "Miss Tang, you'd better go out, Master Jue's surgery can't be delayed any longer."

Tang Mianmian felt aggrieved in her heart, but she couldn't get over this man's despicable temper, so she could only follow Lan Xiu out of the room.

The door was closed, and nothing could be seen inside.

Tang Mianmian leaned against the wall beside her, trembling all over.

Lan Xiu reassured him, "As long as the surgery is done, nothing will happen. Young Master Jue can get through this."

"I didn't know the situation was so serious." Tang Mianmian murmured, her eyes full of worry.

Lan Xiu became much calmer, "Master Jue didn't receive treatment before, so he must go back to Jiangcheng."

"Why?" She couldn't understand.

What's more important than getting treatment?

Lan Xiu paused, looked at her deeply for a long time with black eyes, and said, "Because before he was injured, he seemed to receive a call saying that Miss Tang was missing, so he was so anxious that he wanted to abandon the negotiation and go back to Jiangcheng, so he just said Encountered an ambush by the enemy and was injured..."

He, he knows?

Tang Mianmian's eyes flickered, feeling very uneasy.

No wonder he was a little surprised when he saw him just now.

Not only surprised by her appearance, but also surprised by her return after leaving?

Knowing that she left, she desperately wanted to go back, even if she was seriously injured.

Tang Mianmian lowered her head, feeling pain and depression in her heart, she never thought that things would turn into what it is today.

"Originally, I tentatively informed Ms. Tang that I didn't expect you to come, but I'm still grateful that you came. Otherwise, Master Jue would be looking for you everywhere in Jiangcheng." Lan Xiu said calmly.

But the more he talked, the more uncomfortable Tang Mianmian felt.

That kind of guilt bound her tightly, making her feel suffocated.

"Over the years, Young Master Jue survived entirely by thinking about Miss Tang. He worked day and night and was so busy that his stomach bleeds that he didn't want to stay for a long time. Forget about him and start a new life."

Tang Mianmian was already in tears.

She never thought that Long Yejue came here in the past five years.

This man has always been like this, he suffers everything by himself, and he doesn't want to tell anyone.

It was not easy to guess his heart. If he hadn't learned this from Lan Xiu, would he have never known in his life that Long Yejue had worked so hard?

****
The door was finally opened, and Tang Mianmian rushed in immediately, just to make sure the man was safe and sound.

Long Yejue was sweating profusely and was panting heavily. When he saw her coming, he could still show an arrogant smile, "What? Are you worried that I will die and you will be a widow?"

"Bah, bah, bah! Nonsense!" Tang Mianmian choked up and retorted.

Get a towel to wipe the sweat off his forehead.

Exhausted after the operation, Long Yejue slowly closed his eyes, but before that he reached out and grabbed her, "Tang Mianmian, you are not allowed to leave when I am asleep, do you understand?"

"Don't forget, you drove me out just now." Tang Mianmian let him hold his left hand and wiped his sweat with his right.

This man has a cleanliness habit. If he wasn't really sleepy, he would definitely take a bath regardless of his injuries.

In order to let him sleep comfortably, he can only wipe it with a hot towel.

"Shut up." He snorted the last sentence before falling into a deep sleep.

Tang Mianmian couldn't move her hand away, so she could only look at Lan Xiu, "Can you get me some hot water?"

Lan Xiu ordered the maid to come and help her.

Tang Mianmian cleaned him carefully, and also saw the injury that he had hidden from her.

The injured place is in the lower left abdomen.

After the bullet was taken out, it was wrapped with white gauze.

Even so, there was a circle of blood on it.

It hurt so much, and Tang Mianmian couldn't understand that this man refused to use anesthetics.

When he just had the operation, he didn't even yell. How did he endure it?

Tang Mianmian tucked the quilt lightly, and then sat on the edge of the bed, accompanying him.

This time, he slept soundly.

But she never let go of her hand, and kept pulling tightly.