A Long Way to Marriage: Ruan Shao's Replacement New Wife

West Elm was lying on the bed, rubbing the place where he was hit, not bothering to turn his face to look at Ruan Peichen.

Ruan Peichen raised his hand and handed the towel to the nurse behind him, and asked Butler Zhou: "How is Miss Feng?"

Steward Zhou glanced at Xiyu who was still lying on his stomach, lowered his head and said, "Miss Feng is fine, she has gone back to her room."

"I see, did you call the doctor?"

Steward Zhou nodded and said, "I have already called the doctor, but I think the young lady's condition may be a little serious. Do you want to send her to the hospital now?"

West Elm lay on the bed for a while, but the pain didn't hurt much anymore.

I was hit suddenly just now, so the pain was a bit severe, but the place where I was hit was not where any organ was, and it didn't hit the corner of the table, so there shouldn't be any major problems.

If you want to go to the hospital, not only will you have to toss around at night, but Aunt Li will definitely worry about it all night.

So Xielm said before Ruan Peichen opened his mouth, "Housekeeper Zhou, I don't feel so much pain anymore. The doctor will come for an examination later. If there is something else, go to the hospital."

Ruan Peichen snorted coldly, and said, "Since she said she's fine, you go out first, and the doctor will come after a while, just bring her in."

Housekeeper Zhou and the nurse went out after listening to the orders. Ruan Peichen continued to dry his hair, but then took out the hair dryer.

Xiyu was lying on the bed uncomfortable, and wanted to turn over, but unexpectedly met Ruan Peichen's eyes as soon as he turned around,

Ruan Peichen was still holding the hair dryer in his hand, and the plug had been checked, but he didn't turn on the switch, but sat on the wheelchair, looking at West Elm gloatingly.

West Elm's face was a little hot, and for some reason, he felt a little embarrassed, and wanted to turn back and avoid Ruan Peichen.

But Ruan Peichen suddenly opened his mouth and teased, "Don't you care about Feng Yunya at all? Why did you fight her? What's the reason?"

West Elm pursed her lips and pretended to be dead for a moment, grabbed the quilt with both hands and slowly sat up, and said expressionlessly: "I don't care about her, but I saw her upset, so I did it, is this a good reason?"

"Nie Xiyu, you always like to do things that you are completely unsure of. If you are doing this now, you must be fighting with your wife again."

Ruan Peichen looked disdainfully, lowered his head and turned on the hair dryer to dry his hair.

The whirring sound of the hair dryer was ringing in my ears. As West Elm listened, the irritability in his heart piled up layer by layer, and he simply raised his hand to cover his ears, but the sound of the hair dryer became more and more ear-piercing.

West Elm sat up suddenly, then got out of bed with his waist supported.

She felt that if she continued to stay in this room, she might quarrel with Ruan Peichen, but after taking two steps, the door was opened.

Aunt Li walked in, saw Xiyu on the ground, immediately pulled Xiyu back to the bed, and said, "What are you doing, go back and lie down, don't feel the pain later!"

"Aunt Li, I'm fine."

Xielm wanted to get out of bed, but Aunt Li was a little angry, and held down Xielm, but she unexpectedly landed on the place where Xielm was hit. Xielm gasped in pain, tears almost came out.

Aunt Li didn't notice the changes in West Elm, and seeing that West Elm had stopped moving, she walked up to Ruan Peichen and said, "Master, Miss Feng is indeed a guest, but isn't it inconvenient to live at home? Here comes the mistress..."

Xiyu heard that Aunt Li started to defend herself again, she was frightened and immediately said: "Aunt Li, go find some painkillers for me, hurry up, I'm going to die of pain!"