Flash Marriage Wife: The Cold-Blooded President Dotes Too Much

An Xiaojing smiled.

In fact, Leng Yichen doesn't have to care about these details so much.

"I was worried about you."

An Xiaojing said.

Leng Yichen's expression froze.

Looking fixedly into An Xiaojing's eyes, all the affection there was given to herself.

"Xiaojing!"

"Well, Leng Yichen, I must thank Han Su well this time. If it wasn't for him..."

An Xiaojing didn't continue, she was a little scared.

If Han Su didn't arrive in time, what would happen to Leng Yichen?

Will Leng Yichen die?

She couldn't imagine it anymore.

"Don't be afraid!"

Leng Yichen was on the side, and he immediately understood what An Xiaojing was thinking.

Know what she's going to say.

"When I met him at the beginning, I had already considered what might happen in the future, so what you think is superfluous."

Leng Yichen said.

An Xiaojing shook her head.

"Next time, if you really have such a decision, can you tell me in advance? If something happens to you, I hope that the person by your side is me."

An Xiaojing revealed her state of mind.

She doesn't know why, some words can always be expressed naturally.

Just like his feelings for Leng Yichen.

In other words, not long ago, when she didn't want to admit her feelings for him, she could pretend that she didn't care or force her thoughts to tell this person that she didn't care.

But it's different now.

It's not what it used to be.

She can express herself naturally.

"Can you say that again."

The corners of Leng Yichen's eyes are full of smiles, and the corners of his mouth are all smiling.

The good mood was completely exposed.

Because of what An Xiaojing said just now.

"What are you talking about, Leng Yichen. You'd better get well soon, now that you're fine, I still have to find a way to find Xiaoli!"

An Xiaojing's face flushed slightly.

"By the way, has Chengfeng told you about Xiaoli?"

Leng Yichen suddenly thought of his son, who was taken hostage by that young master.

"No, Chengfeng has been helping me find you for the past few days, so he didn't care about other things."

An Xiaojing shook her head helplessly.

"Leng Yichen, who is the young master?"

She looked at Leng Yichen's deep eyes, really wanting to get some reliable information from them.

But Leng Yichen did not say anything as she imagined.

Leng Yichen understands An Xiaojing, her character is too impulsive in certain things, if he tells her the identity of the young master now, An Xiaojing will definitely kill her.

Leng Yichen shook his head.

"So you still don't want to tell me?"

An Xiaojing asked.

"It's not unwilling, Xiaojing, I will tell you when the time comes."

Leng Yichen said.

An Xiaojing didn't push Leng Yichen any more.

She knew that Leng Yichen was also a wounded patient now, and his hand didn't know if he could heal now.

So, I didn't ask any more questions.

"Will your hand be all right?"

An Xiaojing finally shifted all the topics to Leng Yichen's side.

She looked at Leng Yichen's hand, which had already been bandaged by Han Su.

But through the white gauze, he could see that his hands were still a little red and swollen.

An Xiaojing seemed to have a small thorn in her heart.

Then I stabbed myself very painfully.

"Trust Han Su, his medical skills have always been so good, and he will be fine."

Leng Yichen said, he looked at An Xiaojing, hoping she would stop worrying.

An Xiaojing was still a little worried, it was impossible for Leng Yichen to just say a few words to herself, and she really felt all right.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

"who is it?"

An Xiaojing asked.

"This is my family, who else?"

Han Su asked outside the door.

An Xiaojing hurried to the door, and when she opened the door, she saw Han Su holding a box in his hand.

"I'll take a look at Leng Shao. I'm more worried about his current situation."

Han Su looked innocent, as if deliberately explaining that he did not disturb the world of An Xiaojing and Leng Yichen at all.

"Well, it's time to change the medicine!"

It was only then that An Xiaojing realized that Han Su hadn't handled Leng Yichen's hands for a long time.

"Yes! No matter how tired you two are, Young Master Leng's hands are still the most important."

There were some strange smiles in Han Su's eyes.

An Xiaojing nodded.

Leng Yichen sat up from the bed.

"Han Su, thank you this time!"

"Hey!" Han Su seemed to be in a daze, but was pleasantly surprised.

"Look at what Young Master Leng said to me? Young Master Leng actually thanked me!"

Han Su said.

"I really want to thank you this time."

Leng Yichen's body was still a little weak, and he coughed a few times while speaking.

"Okay, save yourself some effort, it's the best thing to say to your Young Mistress Leng in this tone."

Han Su pulled Leng Yichen's hand over.

Look carefully.

"In the past, I never thought that my own poison would be used on you. Isn't it amazing?"

Han Su laughed.

"I never thought that one day, I would have to make medicine to detoxify my own poison."

"Okay, then will my hand be abolished?"

Leng Yichen spoke lightly.

It seems that if this hand is really useless, he won't care.

"Is that why you don't care?"

Han Su has already started changing the gauze for him.

An Xiaojing stood aside.

She could see that the gauze in Leng Yichen's hand was almost connected with his flesh and blood.

It must be painful to tear off the gauze from the skin.

It's not pulling the gauze on An Xiaojing's flesh, but she feels it hurts more than anyone else.

My heart seemed to be blocked, and the whole person couldn't relax.

Leng Yichen looked at the removed gauze, as if he had no consciousness at all.

This gauze looks like someone else's body.

Han Su couldn't stand it any longer.

"If you are in pain, don't bear it like this. How uncomfortable it is."

Han Su helped Leng Yichen start taking medicine.

This drug was re-researched by myself.

He cleaned Leng Yichen's wound with alcohol.

Then he applied a thick layer of the yellow liquid to Leng Yichen's wound.

Help him re-wrap a new gauze.

"All right."

Han Su looked at the place he had wrapped up, and also sweated for Leng Yichen.

"Of course it's not enough to rub the medicine. This is an oral medicine. You have to take this."

Then he took out a small white bottle from his medicine box and handed it to Leng Yichen.

"One tablet a day is fine."

Han Su ordered.

He was very careful the whole time.

Leng Yichen nodded.

An Xiaojing took notes carefully.

"By the way, you have already fought against the man in black? Then, who is that man?"

Han Su asked curiously.

At the beginning, I was caught by that person, threatened and manipulated.

If he knew the identity of that person, he would be killed in minutes.