Getting married for a long time: Don't be too bad for a black-bellied BOSS

Chapter 98 Silent Care
Qin Yancheng didn't look for Zuo Jun, nor did he go directly to Chu's house, but wandered around on the street.

This is the city where Qin Yansheng was born, but since he went to the United States during high school, earth-shaking changes have taken place here in the past few years, and he can hardly find the hometown he remembered.

The car stopped by the river.

The riverside was brightly lit and breezy, and many people came out for a walk, in twos and threes, or couples, or families, all came out to enjoy the cool air after a hot day.

Qin Yancheng got out of the car and sat down on a bench. Opposite him was the surging river, with ripples, reflecting the thousands of lights on the shore, flowing with the direction of the wind.

He watched quietly until there was a coughing sound. He turned his head and saw that the old woman sitting on the other end of the bench was holding on to the armrest of the bench and stood up tremblingly. It was too cold and she coughed badly.

Qin Yancheng subconsciously stood up and supported her.

The old grandma smiled, her eyes sunken deeply, the eyeballs were cloudy and yellow, and the vicissitudes of time were written all over her wrinkled face.

"Thank you, lad."

Seeing her coughing badly, Qin Yancheng couldn't help but ask, "Are you feeling well?"

"It's okay, the old problem of my life is gone. My old man is back, and he went to get me water."

The old man smiled and walked forward slowly.

Looking at her back, Qin Yancheng was a little puzzled by her actions. Since her old man had already returned, why didn't she just sit here and wait?
Doubtful in his heart, he couldn't help but follow the old grandma with his eyes. The old grandma was old, walked very slowly, and kept coughing. When Qin Yancheng's patience was about to run out, the old grandma stopped in front of an old grandpa. , and then the two sat together on a nearby bench, and when they helped each other to the bench, Qin Yancheng noticed that the old man was limping when he walked.

At that moment, he was shocked.

Because his wife is coughing, he is willing to look for water even if his legs and feet are bad;
Because her wife's legs and feet are not good, even if she only takes one step, she will go, just to make her take one less step and suffer less pain.

Qin Yancheng stared blankly at the old couple, and his heart felt like a sparkling lake, with ripples rippling around.

Nanshan.

Zuo Lei knocked on the door, opened it and came in. Seeing Mr. He standing at the window, he put down his teacup and walked over.

"Master, are you thinking about Yansheng?"

Old Man He sighed heavily and didn't speak, but judging from his expression, he should be extremely worried.

Zuo Lei helped him to sit on the teacher's chair, and brought him the teacup.

Mr. He took a sip of tea, sighed again, and said, "You also see the purpose of Mr. Chu's coming here?"

Zuo Lei was silent and nodded.

Mr. He thought of his grandson's attitude today, and his heart was full of depression and entanglement.

"Hey, what do you mean by all this?"

"Master, don't worry too much! You have to trust Yan Sheng, he will handle it well."

"I'm not worried about other things at all, but this kind of thing, hey, I'm really worried. It's not like you haven't seen him."

"Then what does the master want to do?"

Mr. He's eyes suddenly became sharp, and his tone was full of majesty.

"Yaoyao is my final bottom line. If he hurts Yaoyao, even my grandson, I will never spare him!"

Zuo Lei looked at Mr. He's resolute gaze, and suddenly thought of the conversation between his son and Qin Yancheng in the afternoon,

His eyelids twitched suddenly, he quickly collected his expression, lowered his head and did not speak.

It was nearly ten o'clock when Qin Yancheng returned to Chu's house, everyone should have rested, and the living room was empty.

He went straight upstairs, and when he passed Chu Yunzhen's room, he stopped, but he just stared at the door panel for a while, then continued forward and returned to his own room.

After washing away his exhaustion, Qin Yancheng poured a glass of water, held it, and came to the window.

In the distance is the clear and cool lake.

He stared into the distance for a while, and then his eyes fell on the hand holding the water glass. The two rows of fine teeth marks on the tiger's mouth have disappeared, leaving only a faint blue color.

He stared blankly for a while, then suddenly put down his cup, turned and walked out.

Qin Yancheng stood at the door and hesitated for a while, then grabbed the doorknob, pressed it hard, and there was a slap, as if hitting his heart, he was startled, but pushed the door uncontrollably.

The lights in the room were not turned on, only the light reflected from the window, dim and dim.

Qin Yancheng came to the bed, looked at the person on the bed, and sat down gently.

She was lying on her back with her head tilted towards the window, her long hair was covered by a pillow, and some fell on her cheeks and neck. She should have slept deeply and breathed evenly.

Gently brushing away the hair on her face and neck, his hand came to her face and forehead, feeling the gauze bumps and bumps, he frowned slightly, then looked at his arms and legs, his brows frowned even tighter , I don't know who changed the medicine for her, but tied the gauze like this!

With the light outside the window, Qin Yancheng began to remove the lumpy piles of gauze, his movements were very careful and gentle, apparently afraid of disturbing her, he took a long time to remove the gauze, and then took out the cotton Ball, wipe off old ointment, apply new ointment, and finally gauze!
This is not a difficult task, but because of the situation at this time, when Qin Yancheng has implemented it properly, a thin layer of sweat has already appeared on his forehead, but fortunately, it has been completed without disturbing she.

The corners of Qin Yancheng's lips hooked slightly, and before the hook turned into a smile, he froze suddenly again, holding his breath as he looked at the wriggling figure on the bed.

Chu Yunzhen didn't wake up, she just turned around and lay on her side.

Qin Yancheng silently let out a long breath, and when he stood up, his gaze subconsciously glanced at her hand resting on the bedside, with the palm facing up, a wound was clearly reflected by the dim yellow light.

Qin Yancheng held up that hand. On the palm of his white hand, the wound was very conspicuous. The wound was not long, but it was a little deep. It must have been stabbed by something.

How did you get hurt?By what?Why not bandaged?
In an instant, a series of questions flashed in Qin Yansheng's mind, followed by anger and heartache.

It was already very late when Zuo Jun came back, afraid of disturbing others' rest, he went upstairs cautiously.

When she walked to Chu Yunzhen's room, she was attracted by a light leaking from the crack in the door.

Why didn't Sister Zhen close the door?Haven't you slept yet?

Thinking about this, Zuo Jun quietly opened the door, and then, he saw a figure sitting beside the bed, the light leaking in from the window reflected the perfect and stern profile of his young master.

(End of this chapter)