Flash marriage love: Feng Shao, deep routine!

The room was silent for a few seconds.

Feng Yuchen's face darkened little by little: "You really don't want to say anything?"

At this time, his tone was full of threats.

Qiao Yiran turned his head to one side: "Mind your own business!"

Suddenly, a pair of strong and powerful hands covered her wrists, and then she was pressed down, and her back fell to the ground.

Joey's face instantly turned pale.

Feng Yuchen also noticed something was wrong, so he quickly got up from her body and let go of her hand.

Then, prepare to lift her blouse.

But stopped by Qiao Yiran, she glared at him angrily: "Rogue, it's still broad daylight, what are you going to do?"

Feng Yuchen's eyes narrowed, and his whole body exuded fierceness: "You still have the nerve to ask me what I want to do, don't you know the best, your injury is on the upper body, and your reaction just now told me everything honestly. "

Qiao Yiran was startled suddenly, she never expected to be discovered by him.

　After hesitating for a while, she finally sighed helplessly.

"Yes, I was injured, but men and women are different. There is a reason why I didn't tell you. You should go out quickly, and I will take the medicine myself."

Feng Yuchen walked over and took the ointment that was thrown on the table just now, with a serious face.

"Lie down, I'll help you with the medicine."

Joey blushed: "No need, I can do it myself, you give me the ointment!"

She didn't want Feng Yuchen to take the medicine, how embarrassing.

Feng Yuchen sat down slowly, opened the ointment and put it aside.

"Get down, don't let me say it a second time." His tone was full of irresistibility.

But Qiao Yiran has a stubborn temper, saying no means no.

The two of them didn't let anyone else, just confronted each other like this.

Qiao Yiran pursed his lower lips with some guilt: "Are you going to leave or not?"

Feng Yuchen's face turned a little cold: "If this drags on, whoever will be responsible for the serious wound."

He is ready to do it himself, this woman is really hopeless.

Qiao Yiran hesitated for a moment, before he could think of what to say, he was pressed down with one hand.

"Feng Yuchen, you're crazy. I told you I don't want you to give me medicine. Don't go too far!"

After speaking, Qiao Yiran began to struggle. Although she is relatively weak now, at least her skills are still there, and she is not a soft persimmon to be manipulated by others.

As for Feng Yuchen, he increased his strength to prevent her from moving.

At this time, someone pushed the door open and came in. It was Butler Zhao.

"Fourth young master, fourth wife, at this time the old lady asked me to make chicken soup..."

When he saw the scene in front of him, he opened his mouth wide in shock.

The actions of Feng Yuchen and Qiao Yiran were too...so what.

"Ahem, I'm sorry, I interrupted you, so I'll back off now." After speaking, he closed the door directly.

Qiao Yiran was stunned for a while, then realized something immediately, and turned to look at Feng Yuchen.

"Look at you, Housekeeper Zhao has misunderstood you! Let go!"

Feng Yuchen said coldly, "Don't let go."

After 5 minutes, Qiao Yiran couldn't hold on any longer. Perhaps it was because of the injury caused by the violent activity just now. She felt that her back was bleeding. If this continues, she will be discovered sooner or later.

Forget it, the body still matters, so it's okay if she takes it.

"I admit defeat, you let go."

Hearing this, Feng Yuchen finally let go of his hand, then sat up straight, staring at the woman in front of him without moving.

Qiao Yiran said a little coyly: "You can help me with the medicine, but you can't look at it casually, and this matter must be kept secret, you go and lock the door first, lest someone break in like just now. "

"Row."

After a while, Feng Yuchen locked the door and came back.

During the process of applying the medicine, Qiao Yiran felt somewhat uncomfortable, so in order not to let Feng Yuchen see her blushing face, she buried her face directly in the quilt.

What she didn't see was that Feng Yuchen stared at her wound, his face darkened bit by bit.

The wound was bruised and even seeped with blood, it was very serious, just relying on this little ointment would not help at all.

"I'll take you to the hospital later."

"Ah? No, I don't want to go to the hospital! Just apply some ointment!"

Qiao Yiran directly refused. Ever since she was a child, what she was most afraid of was going to the hospital.

She was afraid that Feng Yuchen would not agree, so she subconsciously grabbed his hand and begged, "Don't go to the hospital, please. If it's really serious, you can give me more medicine."

Feng Yuchen looked down and looked at the little hand on the back of his hand, and his heart softened. He was originally angry, but now, he couldn't bear to refuse.

Qiaoyi stared at Feng Yuchen anxiously, waiting for his answer.

After a long while, Feng Yuchen looked away, and said calmly, "It's okay if you don't want to go to the hospital, but you have to listen to me until your injuries get better."

Qiao Yiran thought for a while, and thought that as long as he didn't go to the hospital, it would be fine.

"Okay, I promise you."

Feng Yuchen stared at her for a while: "The doctor should be here, I'll go downstairs to have a look and ask her something."

"What do you want to ask?"

"I need some medicine to treat the wound, don't you want others to see that you are injured?"
Joey was stunned for a moment, then fell silent.

After Feng Yuchen left, Qiao Yiran lay down, maybe because of being tired, his eyelids felt heavy after a while, then he closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

When Feng Yuchen went upstairs with the medicine, in order not to wake up Qiao Yiran, he gently put the medicine on the bedside table.

He murmured: "If there is no medicine, will the wound be infected?"

He stared at Qiao Yiran and stayed by her side all the time, thinking about giving her medicine immediately when she woke up.

……

The old lady Feng stood in the room with a serious face, and Housekeeper Zhao was a little uneasy.

"Steward Zhao, tell me, will Qiao Yiran have any sequelae this time? Although she was not injured, for a child of her age, being kidnapped would be somewhat scary."

Butler Zhao lowered his head: "A normal person would not be able to accept the kidnapping, let alone the fourth wife is a weak girl."

They were talking when Feng Yuchen walked in.

"Grandma, I want to discuss something with you."

Steward Zhao then backed out, and gently closed the door behind him.

"How is Yiran?" The old lady Feng asked with concern.

Feng Yuchen said softly, "Aside from some skin trauma, she is fine."

"That's good." The old lady Feng suddenly remembered something, pointed to the seat beside her, and asked Feng Yuchen to sit down: "What did you want to tell me just now?"

After Feng Yuchen sat down, his eyes were extremely serious: "I want to ask grandma for a favor."

"Look at you child, what is the use of being so polite between us, even if you ask me to do a hundred favors, grandma is willing!"

"Okay, then I'll just say it straight, I can't stand idly by about Yi Ran..."

Before he could finish his sentence, the old lady Feng interrupted with a smile: "So you want to avenge Yiran, so tell me, what do you want grandma to do."