Jiu Ye, your little ancestor doesn't want to take responsibility

Shen Yien cursed a lot but was very gentle with his actions.

An Nansheng kept her eyes closed and dared not look. After she finally finished re-bandaging the wound, she almost scratched Song Ke's palm to pieces.

After finishing, Shen Yien took off his mask and looked down at An Nansheng:

"Fall? You fell from upstairs, right? Otherwise, how could you be in this state?"

An Nansheng exhaled:

"You're right, I really did fall from the upstairs."

Shen Yien's expression changed immediately when he heard this:

"What's going on, An Nansheng, are you too brave? What did you do again?"

An Nansheng couldn't stand his nagging and said casually:

"I didn't do anything. I was just kidding. I just fell down."

Shen Yien obviously didn't believe it.

An Nansheng ignored him and looked around:

"Where's Master Jiu? Why is he gone?"

Shen Yien snorted:

"Your uncle dropped you off here and disappeared. He must have left."

It was already late, and even the hospital was quiet.

An Nansheng's injury looks serious, but it is actually just a superficial wound and does not require hospitalization.

The doctor on duty prescribed her some anti-inflammatory and antibacterial spray, and was about to prescribe scar-removing ointment when Shen Yien stopped him.

"No need for that, I have it."

The doctor on duty smiled and said to An Nansheng, "Your boyfriend is a doctor, so why bother coming to the hospital? You can just take care of it at home."

Shen Yien almost jumped up:

"Bah, bah, bah, I'm not her boyfriend."

An Nansheng nodded: "Well, I don't like him either."

The two left the hospital arguing with each other.

Mu Fucheng was not in the parking lot either. Both the car and Chen Zheng were gone.

Maybe he left earlier.

Because he was injured, An Nansheng didn't dare to go back to the An family. If he went back to the Yudu Mansion, there would be chaos again.

Anyway, there was already an injured person in the Jade Residence, and adding one more person wouldn't make much difference, so she just went to the Jade Residence.

I thought I had something to talk to Mu Fucheng about tomorrow.

Shen Yien took a taxi and left without asking An Nansheng to send him off.

When I returned to Feicui Residence, I still couldn't find Mu Fucheng. I wondered if he had gone back to the Mu family.

An Nansheng couldn't take a shower in this condition, so Song Ke took a wet towel and wiped her.

But she washed her hair anyway.

If you roll on the ground and don’t wash it, you won’t be able to sleep at night.

As soon as her hair was dried, Song Xu called her to report.

The party was over, and he and Zhou Jin arranged cars or designated drivers for everyone. Mu Zheng got drunk and was sent back by Zhou Jin.

As for Cheng Ran, not long after An Nansheng left, Cheng Ran went to a private room with Shen Yitong and Jian Muye to drink. No one knew what they talked about, but they also left at this time.

His body was in pain and burning, and An Nansheng couldn't sleep at all.

She lay in bed and thought about what had happened recently. The more she thought about it, the more suspicious Cheng Ran seemed to her.

I was lying in bed in agony when someone knocked on the bedroom door.

"Come in." She thought it was Song Ke.

The door opened, and it was Mu Fucheng who came in.

"Uncle?"

An Nansheng felt something was wrong lying in bed like this, so he quickly got up from the bed.

As a result, she accidentally pulled the wound on her shoulder and fell headfirst onto the pillow in pain.

"Ow~~~"

Mu Fucheng put down what he was holding, walked over a few steps, and picked the man up with his long arms.

"Did it hurt the wound?"

His voice was rapid and he seemed very nervous and anxious.

An Nansheng felt a little embarrassed. This guy was holding her too skillfully.

"Does it hurt?" Mu Fucheng frowned. "Let me see."

An Nansheng was stunned.

have a look?

Where does he want to look?

As soon as this thought flashed through his mind, Mu Fucheng gently pulled open the straps of her nightgown.