allonlinenovel Chapter 597 She was afraid
Chapter 597 She was afraid
Zhou Yi cried her heart out, as if she had been abandoned by the whole world and was all alone.
Alone.
Wenren Chen used his fingertips to wipe away her tears, but his hands were completely soaked with tears, burning his heart.
Finally, his fingers stopped, and his entire palm landed on her face, holding the tears that kept falling.
He gazed at her.
At that moment, she was like a tattered rag doll, broken and unwanted.
"Sir, may we go to the hospital?"
"Let's go to the hospital to see a doctor, please don't get hurt, okay?"
"gentlemen……"
She grabbed his sleeve with one hand, wiped away her tears with the other, and kept talking.
Wenren Chen thought, he finally knew what heartbreak felt like.
Watching her shed tears, watching her cry, he was helpless; his heart felt like it was being gnawed by a thousand ants, riddled with holes.
Kim Sun, you deserve to die.
He pulled her into his arms, his thin lips landing on her brow, and said softly, "We have a family doctor; I'll have him come over."
Zhou Yi's eyes were blurred with tears, and the crying had weakened her senses. She was completely unaware of Wenren Chen's gentle and tender touch.
But upon hearing his words, she quickly looked up: "Family doctor?"
Yes, there is a family doctor at the old house, and the family doctor comes very quickly now.
At this moment, Zhou Yi stopped crying, quickly wiped away her tears, and said, "I'll call, I'll call the doctor."
As she spoke, she frantically searched her body for her phone, clearly very anxious.
Wenren Chen took her hands, holding both of them, and whispered, "Zhou Yi, look at me."
His deep, magnetic voice seemed to possess a magical quality, drawing Zhou Yi unconsciously into his profound eyes.
Then, my panicked heart gradually calmed down.
Wenren Chen said, "Don't take on everything yourself, especially things that don't concern you."
Zhou Yi quickly shook her head: "No, it's because I didn't hold the hair dryer properly, and it fell on your head!"
Wenren Chen said, "I grabbed your hand first, which caused you to lose your grip on the hair dryer. You need to understand the cause and effect."
Zhou Yi opened her lips, wanting to refute, but her voice was hoarse.
She remembered, and it seemed that it really was true...
Suddenly, the man grabbed her hand and looked at her with a very different expression.
The gentleman's gaze at that moment...
Zhou Yixin's heart tightened.
The man didn't do anything, he just looked at her, but she had never seen that look before, and she was instinctively afraid.
So, was she afraid that's why she dropped the hair dryer?
But that doesn't seem to matter anymore. What matters is that the gentleman is holding her. Is there something he needs?
Thinking of this, Zhou Yi quickly asked, "Sir, did you need anything just now?"
"What do you need? I'll get it for you."
"..."
Wenren Chen remained silent.
The person on her lap stopped crying, and her attention was quickly diverted, but it still lingered around him.
He is all I think about.
He held her hands tightly and said, "We don't need it now, but we will in the future."
Zhou Yi frowned, puzzled.
The gentleman needed it just now, but doesn't need it now. Is it because he's injured?
Thinking of this, Zhou Yi immediately looked at his forehead, her heart pounding again: "Sir, I'll call the doctor."
She looked around and saw her phone on the sofa next to her. She quickly picked it up, opened her contacts, and was about to call her family doctor.
But then she remembered.
She didn't have her family doctor's phone number.
“Sir, I don’t have the family doctor’s phone number…” She looked at him helplessly, her eyes reddening.
It wasn't that I wanted to cry, but that I was anxious.
Like a little rabbit, its eyes turned red with anxiety.
Wenren Chen stared at her slightly red and swollen eyes from crying. In his haste, his delicate crescent-shaped eyebrows turned red, like blood falling on the snow, a crimson color that made your heart race.
He moved his fingertips, stood up, put his arm around her waist, and led her to the bedside table. He picked up the cell phone on the bedside table and dialed a number: "Have the family doctor come to Moyuan."
"Yes, Sixth Young Master."
After hanging up the phone, Wenren Chen put it back in its place and looked at the dazed person in his arms: "The family doctor is coming now."
Zhou Yi was thinking of making the call, but she didn't need to lift a finger; Wenren Chen quickly gave the instructions.
She was at a loss for words.
However, as his words reached her ears, Zhou Yi saw a large bruise on his forehead and immediately supported him: "Sir, lie down on the bed and don't move. Wait for the doctor to come."
Her head was very important and couldn't be injured. The man seemed fine, but she didn't dare to be careless.
The person in his arms tensed up instantly, as if he were a patient who needed to be taken good care of.
Wenren Chen wrapped his arms around her waist and led her back to sit on the sofa, his warm palm enveloping her small hand: "It's alright."
Zhou Yi was nestled in his arms, unable to leave him. Every movement or word he uttered rendered her speechless.
Sitting next to him, with his arm around her, Zhou Yi frowned, staring intently at the bruise on his forehead.
The man said he was fine, but how could he be fine? The place where he was hit was swollen.
Zhou Yi's heart tightened as she watched.
The deep night filled the bedroom. The two sat on the sofa, neither of them making a sound, waiting for the doctor to arrive.
Not long after, just a few minutes later, the doctor and nurses came quickly over with their medical kits.
"Sixth Young Master, Young Madam."
Carrying his medical kit, the doctor approached Wenren Chen and bowed his head.
Zhou Yi had already gotten up. As the doctor and nurses came in, she quickly said, "The gentleman's forehead was hit by the hairdryer. When I was drying his hair, I didn't hold it properly, and the hairdryer fell and hit his head. Doctor, could you please take a look at him now?"
Zhou Yi was very anxious, pointing to Wenren Chen's reddened forehead as he spoke.
As Zhou Yi spoke, the doctor looked at Wenren Chen's forehead and said, "Okay, I'll examine Sixth Young Master right away."
The doctor put the medical kit aside, came to Wenren Chen's side, looked at the bruises on his body, and then touched them very carefully.
While touching and observing Wenren Chen's complexion, he asked, "Sixth Young Master, how are you feeling now? Do you have any symptoms of headache or dizziness?"
Zhou Yi stood next to Wenren Chen with the doctor, her little hands clenched tightly as she watched the doctor's movements.
Now, following the doctor's words, she immediately looked at Wenren Chen, her whole body tense.
She was afraid something might happen to her husband.
Very scared.
Wenren Chen sat on the sofa, looking at the nervous and uneasy face, and said, "No."
Hearing his answer, Zhou Yixin relaxed slightly, but soon she raised it again.
Because the doctor then added, "Do you have any symptoms such as feeling unwell or wanting to vomit?"
Wenren Chen said, "No."
The doctor examined his face carefully, moved his hand over the injured area, and said, "Is the injury only here?"
Wenren Chen said, "Hmm."
The doctor nodded, withdrew his hand, and said, "It shouldn't be a big problem, I..."
"should?"
"What should it mean?"
Zhou Yi grasped the key words, and her heart jumped into her throat.