"Thank you Second Young Master for giving the fourth son a chance, the fourth son will definitely do a good job."

Chang Lingqing's eyes were shining brightly, as if he wanted to burn a hole in the face of the smiling man in front of him, so as to see what the old man was thinking in his heart.

"Okay, clean up here, or you won't be allowed to rest." Chang Lingqing raised the corners of her lips, looked towards the door and said, "Zhou Wen, come in."

Zhou Wen, who had been guarding the door, was stunned for a moment, and immediately opened the door to come in. Seeing Jian Xun who was kneeling on the ground in a panic, she showed a surprised expression, and looked at Chang Lingqing blankly.

"Second Young Master, Brother Jian seems to be injured..." Before Zhou Wen finished speaking, she was startled by the coldness in Chang Lingqing's eyes, and quickly shut her mouth.

"Don't meddle in other people's business," Chang Lingqing said with no smile in his eyes, "you just need to watch him clean up the place, remember, no one is allowed to help."

Zhou Wen froze for a moment, glanced at Jian Xun hesitantly, and finally nodded in embarrassment, and returned: "Yes, Second Young Master."

After Chang Lingqing finished speaking, she turned around and left the villa. The door was closed heavily, the smile on Jian Xun's face gradually disappeared, and a layer of mist covered her eyes, like a courtyard in the early morning on a winter night, hazy and unclear mood.

He maintained a half-kneeling posture, and his gaze drifted to nowhere. After an unknown amount of time, Jian Zun blinked. Apart from some dryness, there was no warm liquid.

Zhou Wen looked at Jian Xun silently, did not dare to make a sound, the expression on the man's face seemed to be about to cry, just when he thought the man was about to shed the tears in his eyes, Jian Xun raised his head and looked When he came over, there was a smile on his face, except for a faint blush at the end of his eyes, there were no tears or anything like that.

"Could you please give me a rag? It's not easy for me to wipe like this." Jian Xi said with a smile, showing his blood-stained hands indifferently.

Zhou Wenxin was startled, and hurriedly said: "Brother Jian, let me bandage the wound for you first, and I will ask my subordinates to clean up these things."

Jian Zong shook his head, and said with a smile: "Forget it, the second young master said that you won't help me, you can get me a rag, if you really want to help me, can you buy me a new mobile phone? It’s okay if it’s inconvenient, I know your difficulties.”

Zhou Wen showed a embarrassed expression, he hesitated for a few seconds, did not answer Jian Xun's words, but said: "I'll get brother Jian a mop."

After Jian Zong finished cleaning things, an hour and a half passed, the blood from the wound under his feet had already solidified. He sat on the sofa, and when he looked up, Zhou Wen came over with a basin of warm water.

"Brother Jian, wash the wound first, and I'll let my men go to buy medicine." Zhou Wen said.

Jian Xun let out a hum, and put his feet into the water basin. The wound immediately felt pain when it came into contact with the warm water. He leaned on the sofa, closed his eyes, and his face was pale. Zhou Wen felt pain when he looked at it, but Jian Zong didn't snort.

"Since you can't buy a mobile phone, can you lend me your mobile phone?" Jian Xi opened his eyes and looked at Zhou Wen.

Zhou Wen's heart skipped a beat, she hurriedly looked away, and said, "I'll go and see if the medicine has been bought."

The person who came in again was not Zhou Wen, but a taciturn young man. He didn't look at Jian Xun from the beginning to the end, and left after healed his wound.

With a soft creak, the door closed, leaving only Jian Xi in the villa, he suddenly felt very cold, as if all the heat in his body was absorbed by the surrounding air, getting colder and colder.

Jian Zong fell on the sofa, curled up, like a baby returning to its swaddle, hugging herself tightly.

"Is the bandage ready?" Chang Lingqing sat in the car and asked expressionlessly, "How is the injury?"

"If you go back to Second Young Master, the wound is a little deep, but it's nothing serious. Just apply the medicine on time and rest for a few days." It was the man who stood aside and said few words.

Chang Lingqing gave a low hum, and said, "Go back to the clinic, I'll call you if I need something."

"Yes, Second Young Master." The man nodded and lowered his eyebrows.

Chang Lingqing pushed open the door, the man curled up on the sofa, his long legs were hanging on the floor because there was no place to put them, and the bandaged feet became paler due to blood loss.

He walked to the side of the man, squatted down, stared at the sleeping man, his eyes were deep and bottomless.

He reached out and brushed the hair covering the man's forehead to the side, touched the warm skin with his fingertips, and caressed the man's cheek with difficulty.

Jian Xun in his sleep felt the warmth, murmured and rubbed against him, Chang Lingqing paused, a wave flashed in his eyes, and quickly withdrew his hand.

Chang Lingqing turned around, the warm touch of the man still remained on his hands, he clenched his fists, with a cold face, he walked out quickly, with a trace of panic in his back.

The next morning, Jian Zong opened his eyes and found that he was actually sleeping on the bed. He remembered that he was lying on the sofa before falling asleep last night.

It should be Zhou Wen, there is no one else but him.

Now the people around him are the only ones who can help him.

Just as Jian Zong sat up, the door was opened, and the person standing outside was Zhou Wen. He saw a look of embarrassment on Jian Zong's face, and then whispered: "Brother Jian, the second young master is here. Wait for you."

"Okay, I'll go over right away." Jian Xun lifted the quilt, and replaced the gauze wrapped around his feet with new ones, whoever changed the medicine for him.

He stared at the gauze on his feet for a moment, looked at Zhou Wen, bent his lips and said: "Thank you, Zhou Wen, you are so kind."

Zhou Wen paused for a moment, a faint blush appeared on her dark cheeks, she hurriedly lowered her head, and said, "Let me help Brother Jian go down, you can't exert your right foot yet."

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