Reborn as a concubine's daughter and entering a noble family: Xie Lang, don't be too seduc

Upon hearing his elder brother Xie Shu's voice, Xie Lin's previous sense of ease vanished instantly. He had just been lying in bed, calmly enjoying the pleasure of "torturing" others, but now he couldn't sit still...

But since his elder brother was so clever, unlike Hawthorne who was easy to fool, there was no point in him continuing to pretend to be unconscious.

Before the two could exchange more than a few words, Xie Lin groaned softly and woke up as if struggling. "Uh..."

Sure enough, it immediately attracted the attention of Xie Shu and Huo Sanghua.

Just moments ago, Xie Shu was worried that Xie Lin's sudden worsening of his injuries might frighten Sang Hua, so he sent Liao Bin to fetch Lu Ming to treat Xie Lin while he himself rushed over...

Seeing that Hawthorne was unharmed, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Before he could ask a couple of questions, Xie Lin "woke up" again. Xie Shu had no choice but to temporarily put aside his thoughts of comforting Sang Hua and go to check on Xie Lin. "Lin, what happened? Why did your wound reopen?"

"Big brother." Xie Lin also got up.

But Xie Shu held him down.

Xie Shu was worried about Xie Lin's injuries and gestured for him to lie down. "You don't need to worry, Liao Bin has already gone to invite Lu Ming."

Xie Lin nodded. "I'm fine."

He subconsciously glanced at Huo Sanghua, who was standing to the side, equally worried about his injuries. Suddenly realizing what was happening, he groaned and pressed his head down to lie back down.

She murmured softly, as if she were in so much pain that she had lost her soul.

Xie Shu vaguely sensed his thoughts, and glanced at Huo Sanghua by the bedside, her eyebrows slightly raised.

Despite some doubts, what mattered most to him right now was Xie Lin's injury. He pushed Xie Lin's hand away and gently lifted the clothes covering Xie Lin's wound, wanting to first determine the extent of the injury's deterioration.

Unexpectedly, he suddenly lifted Xie Lin's clothes, revealing Xie Lin's skin stained with blood...

Hawthorne happened to look up and caught a glimpse of it.

I instinctively looked away and averted my gaze.

Xie Shu noticed again, thought for a moment, and remained calm, "If you're afraid of blood, go outside and wait for a while."

Hawthorne suddenly snapped back to reality, "No, what I just did was..."

She had only noticed Xie Lin's injury, which reminded her of the previous night, and she felt embarrassed, so she hurriedly looked away. Unbeknownst to her, Xie Shu had noticed this, and fearing he might misunderstand, she explained—

He was only halfway through his sentence when he realized he didn't know how to continue.

"Yes." Wu Tong, who had rushed back, saw that Huo Sanghua was speechless, so she quickly stepped forward to speak for her, "When have the women in our palace ever seen so much blood? It's really frightening! Second Madam must be terrified too."

"..." Hawthorne was speechless, hesitating whether he should respond to Wutong's words and explain that he avoided it because he was afraid of blood.

She was worried that Xie Shu would discover the secret between her and Xie Lin, and she was at a loss.

“In the heat of the moment, I might have overlooked something. It’s okay if you’re afraid of blood now. Why don’t you wait outside? I see that Ah Lin’s injuries look quite serious. I’m afraid that when Lu Ming comes, he’ll have to stitch up the wound again, which will be even more frightening.” He didn’t seem to want Huo Sanghua to stay either, as he watched Xie Lin stitch up the wound.

Wu Tong stepped forward and quietly tugged at her sleeve, reminding her that she should take advantage of the young master's words and quickly leave.

Otherwise, when the wound is stitched up, the bloodstains will be a nightmare.

"Why did the Second Young Master's wound reopen? Did something happen last night?" Lu Ming entered the room as he spoke, glanced into the inner room, and casually walked over. He first looked at Huo Sanghua, then at the person on the bed covered in blood. "Oh dear, could it be that there was a thief at the Marquis's mansion last night? Did the Second Young Master aggravate his injury by capturing the thief while injured?"

The words were all teasing, and Xie Lin's injury seemed to have little effect on him.

He kept scrutinizing Hawthorne's every reaction.

It seems that he can find the answer he is looking for here.

"Wu Tong, you accompany... ...Second Madam to wait in the outer room first." Seeing Huo Sanghua hesitate, Xie Shu decisively spoke up, telling Wu Tong to take the person out first.

Wutong stepped forward to help Huo Sanghua as they prepared to leave.

"and many more."

Unexpectedly, Lu Ming called out to them at that moment.

Ignoring Xie Shu's probing gaze, Lu Ming abandoned the seriously injured Xie Lin and walked straight to Huo Sanghua, blocking their path.

"Lu Ming—" Xie Shu called to him, reminding him not to be rude to Sang Hua.

"Didn't you want to learn medicine from me?" Lu Ming ignored Xie Shu's reminder and spoke calmly to Huo Sanghua, "In that case, how can you be afraid of blood? Whether you want to hide outside and wait, or stay and watch... it's up to you."

He didn't seem to care much about the Xie brothers' reactions; he just didn't want them to make decisions for her so easily.

Whether to stay or leave, he told Hawthorne to decide for himself.

"Second Madam, the treatment will leave a bloody mess, so let's leave for a while," Wu Tong urged her from the side.

Wu Tong had no idea how Huo Sanghua and Lu Ming could have such a relationship. Judging from Lu Ming's tone, he felt it was a bit too casual. The atmosphere was quite tense, with an indescribable feeling of pressure, so she wanted to take Huo Sanghua and escape from here as soon as possible.

"...The Second Young Master's injuries are serious and cannot be delayed any longer...I will wait here, and I beg...Dr. Lu, please treat my husband." Huo Sanghua made up her mind and decided to stay. "If needed, please give the order."

She thought Lu Ming was right.

If you want to learn how to practice medicine, how can you do it if you're afraid of blood?

But she also sensed that Lu Ming's words implied a subtle rivalry with Xie Shu. Xie Shu was someone who considered the bigger picture, while Lu Ming... Huo Sanghua was unsure and worried that Lu Ming might delay Xie Lin's treatment and cause other trouble, so she decided to appease Lu Ming first.

Lu Ming smiled calmly, turned to Xie Shu, and asked, "May I begin treating the Second Young Master's injuries?"

Xie Shu had no choice but to back down, allowing Lu Ming to step forward and examine Xie Lin's injuries. His gaze slowly shifted to Huo Sanghua, who was standing guard beside Xie Lin.

"...The Second Young Master's injury is more serious than I imagined," Lu Ming said while examining him. "It seems there were signs of the stitches opening last night, and the wound was just torn open again, which is why it's bleeding so much... but it's not fatal."

Thinking about Lu Ming's words, Hawthorne realized there were signs of a breakthrough last night, it must have been around that time...

What does it mean that Xie Lin tore open the wound again? Could it be that when Xie Lin pulled her to check if anyone else was in the room, he moved too roughly and tore open the wound that was opened last night?

"Bring me my silver needles." Lu Ming didn't stand on ceremony and directly ordered Huo Sanghua.

Seeing the signal, Wu Tong rushed to help, but was stopped by a look from Lu Ming.

Huo Sanghua had no idea what he was up to, so he did as he was told and went to Liao Bin, who had come in with him, to get his medicine box. He searched through it carefully and finally found a silver needle.

She asked Lu Ming, "Is it this one?"