Chapter 2 She only felt sorry for him
nd found that her elder brother Leng Yeshen was standing at the bedroom door waiting for her."Big brother, older brother..." Tong Yimo's willow eyebrows furrowed slightly. After a moment of hesitation...Liang Yimo became angry and said, "You bastard!"
"Slap—"
Just as the man's heart relaxed and he turned back, a crisp slap echoed through the room.
Liang Yimo cursed as she slapped the man's face. Unexpectedly, the man fainted onto the bed as if he was used to being hit by her.
Did she go a little too hard
Suddenly, Liang Yimo was dumbfounded.
After the eyes have fully adapted to the darkness, objects in the room can be slowly discerned as different shades of gray against the faint light.
Liang Yimo got up and took out a candle and lighter from the drawer on the bedside table. After lighting the candle, she placed it in a small white porcelain dish on the table.
Outside, the night was deep and silent. As dark clouds passed in front of the moon, moonlight flowed into the room like flowing water, bathing the man in its glow.
The man had a head of short, jet-black hair. His face, sculpted with sharp angles, was framed by a high nose and thin, dry lips that were clearly defined.
And then there's his sexy collarbone, powerful chest...
This man looks very mature, with messy hair and paint smeared on his face. He has a full beard.
Although he is not well-dressed, his handsome and dashing appearance is undeniable.
Well...he's really handsome! And he's the kind of mature and sexy, full of masculinity handsome!
Huh Why is it so sticky
When Liang Yimo came back to her senses from her daze, she only felt that her hands were a little sticky.
She instinctively lowered her head, faintly visible on the man's body was an eight-pack abs and mermaid line abdomen. On the left side, there was a wound about ten centimeters long, with bloody flesh exposed, and blood seeping out strand by strand.
So much, so many blood!
Liang Yimo hastily picked up her phone from the bedside table, ready to dial "110", but hesitated.
Just that situation...
Could he be dodging assassins sent by his enemies!
If she exposed his whereabouts, wouldn't that be pushing him into a fire pit!
Thinking of this, Liang Yimo sighed.
Just now, he violated her. So should she take him in
If you don't take him in, he'll die, won't he
Liang Yimo hesitated for a while, but still decided to send the Buddha to the west, doing good deeds to the end.
She rummaged through her small medicine cabinet and pulled out cotton swabs, medicinal oil, gauze pads, antiseptic alcohol, surgical sutures, needles and scissors.
Then, Liang Yimo went into the guard room to get hand sanitizer and washed her hands thoroughly. After that, she applied alcohol to her hands. Once all the disinfection preparations were complete, she began to suture the man's wounds.
She had to stop his bleeding first. Luckily, the wound on his abdomen wasn't too deep; it was just a cut and hadn't pierced through to his internal organs.
The man seemed to be sleeping soundly. He didn't make a sound as she sewed up his wounds.
After stitching up the wound, she applied antiseptic ointment and a bandage.
When Liang Yimo bandaged his wound, her own forehead was covered in sweat. All she hoped was that when he woke up, he wouldn't develop any complications.
After all, before that, she had only performed such suturing operations on animals that underwent cesarean sections.
Liang Yimo understood these things because her grandmother was the village barefoot doctor. She not only treated illnesses and delivered babies for people, but also for animals.
And she had been raised by her grandmother since she was a child, becoming her reliable assistant. Therefore, she had some exposure to how to deal with certain injuries.
Before attending high school, Liang Yimo grew up in the countryside. It wasn't until after her grandmother passed away that she was brought back to town by her parents to live.
Liang Yimo carefully handled the wound on the man's abdomen, then took a piece of gauze and gently bandaged it.
He probably fainted because of excessive blood loss!
If he remains unconscious for too long, she'll have no choice but to take him to the hospital.
Liang Yimo thought to herself, she had just cut away the gauze from his wound when he slowly opened his eyes.
Thank goodness, this fellow finally woke up!
Just as Liang Yimo let out a sigh of relief, her phone on the side suddenly emitted light, piercing into his pair of ink-black eyes. The cold light sparked instantly, sending shivers down her spine.
He suddenly sat up, reached out quickly, and tightly gripped Liang Yimo's delicate and slender neck. His tone was icy and wary as he questioned: "Hmph, want to kill me"
Suddenly, Liang Yimo's scissors slipped from her hand and her whole body stiffened.
The sweat on her forehead dripped onto the man's wrist, and a moment of breathless anticipation filled the air.
Liang Yimo was truly afraid that this man wouldn't control his strength and break her neck!
"You—you're overthinking things, and you're hurt! I was only trying to save you!" Liang Yimo frowned, her hands gripping his icy wrist tightly.
I didn't expect him to bleed so much, yet he still has so much energy!
After he adapted to the dim light, his icy black eyes began to assess the girl before him, a girl who made him wary.
He couldn't quite make out her appearance. But recalling the lingering kiss they just shared, and the physical reaction it triggered in him, he slowly loosened his grip and let go of her.
"Give me your phone!" the man suddenly said coldly.
This man's face changes faster than flipping through a book!
Liang Yimo dazedly picked up her phone from the bed and handed it to him.
Only then did the man snatch her phone from her hand, quickly dialed a string of numbers, pressed it to his ear and said, "Kai, it's me!"
"What's your house number" the man said, his gaze shifting to Liang Yimo. His tone remained icy.
Liang Yimo replied angrily, "1808!"
Then, the man continued to tell her his apartment number.
He only said those few words and then hung up the phone, throwing it back to her casually.
Liang Yimo caught the phone, certain in her heart that he wouldn't cause trouble again, and then got up and left the room.
She went to the kitchen and took out a bowl of congee from the refrigerator, placing it on the gas stove to heat up.
After finishing, Liang Yimo poured the soup into a bowl and then put a spoon in it. She picked up the bowl and carried it back to the room.
A faint aroma of meat wafted through the air, causing the man sitting on the bed to swallow involuntarily.
Liang Yimo handed the bowl in her hand to the man sitting on the bed: "Drink this, it can replenish your blood."
He took the bowl from Liang Yimo's hand with one hand, not even bothering with a spoon, and drank eagerly.
It just so happened that he was hungry.
However, as he expected, both the soup and the meat in it were delicious.
This woman is a good cook!
"What kind of soup is this" the man asked, munching heartily while maintaining a cold demeanor.
Liang Yimo replied faintly, "Pig liver red date and goji berry soup, specially for replenishing blood, it suits you very well."
Pig liver!
The man's face changed slightly, and he forced a smile as he asked, "Did you make this especially for me"
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