She doesn't want to pretend anymore

Manshu didn't know when the needle in her hand was pulled out. She stood up and walked towards Yan Zhan, trying to wake him up.

As soon as she reached out her hand, Yan Zhan grabbed it.

Yan Zhan suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze was like that of a Shura from hell, full of vigilance and murderous intent.

"Third Uncle?" Manshu's wrist was pinched so hard by him that it hurt and she cried out unconsciously.

She didn't know what Yan Zhan had experienced that caused him to react like this when someone approached him.

"Manman?" Yan Zhan saw that it was her and quickly let go of her hand.

Manshu rubbed his wrist, which was already red.

"Uncle San, you are not comfortable sleeping like this, right? Go to my bed and sleep for a while. I will go to cook."

It was just past two in the afternoon, and she wanted to go to the museum after dinner.

"Is it still burning?" Yan Zhan came down from the bay window and stood up, much taller than Manshu.

He touched her forehead and it was no longer hot.

Manshu shook his head: "It's gone, but you have to rest. Also, have you been injured before..."

As soon as she finished speaking, she saw blood stains on Yan Zhan's shirt around his waist.

Manshu didn't bother to avoid suspicion and reached out to lift Yan Zhan's clothes.

He had bandages wrapped around his waist and abdomen, and the bandages were still soaked with blood.

"Uncle San, you didn't go to the hospital when you were injured?"

When Manshu thought about how he was injured but still took care of herself for a whole day, and then slept on the bay window sill in grievance, she felt guilty and distressed.

Yan Zhan glanced at his abdomen and said, "It's just a minor injury."

"How can it be a minor injury? The bleeding hasn't even stopped, it must be serious!" Manshu dragged the man out, "Let's go to the hospital now, wait for me, I'll change my clothes first."

"No need to go to the hospital." Yan Zhan didn't expect her to be so nervous.

"How can I not go?" Manshu's eyes turned red, and his voice was full of tears. "You were injured so badly, and you didn't tell me. What if the wound gets infected?"

Yan Zhan saw that the little girl was about to cry, so he quickly coaxed her: "Okay, let's go to the hospital, don't cry."

After hearing his compromise, Mansu finally burst into laughter.

"It's settled then. I'll go change my clothes."

Manshu turned around and went back to his room, closing the bedroom door.

She changed into a sweater, put on a skirt, and tied her hair into a bun.

"Come on, let's go out."

Because Yan Zhan was injured, Manshu put him first in everything and even helped him walk.

Yan Zhan's car was parked downstairs. He wanted to drive to the hospital by himself, but Manshu wouldn't let him, so the two of them simply called a taxi.

They went to the hospital where they worked in their childhood.

Tongnian had just finished his ward rounds when he saw Yan Zhan and Manshu.

He reached out and patted Manshu on the back: "Sister Manshu! Is your fever still not gone?"

Both of them came to the hospital, and Tongnian suspected that his brother's medical skills were not good enough.

When Manshu saw Tongnian, he quickly pushed Yan Zhan to him and said, "Brother Nian, please help Uncle San. He is injured."

"What's going on?" Tongnian handed the medical record to his assistant and took the two of them to his office, asking as they walked.

"It's just a minor injury, she's worried." Yan Zhan glanced at Manshu.

In his opinion, it was indeed a minor injury, but the little girl didn't think so.

"Tsk..." Tongnian glanced at him, "You brought your young wife to the hospital to show off your affection?"

"Childhood." Yan Zhan's tone was filled with warning, "Don't you want the research funding?"

Childhood surrendered immediately: "Okay, okay, I won't say that anymore."

Tongnian stopped talking and removed Yan Zhan's bandages in front of Manshu.

There was a knife wound on Yan Zhan's lower abdomen, but this injury was really nothing to Yan Zhan.

Tongnian gave him a simple treatment and re-applied medicine.