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He was lying on the bed. Qiao Chuyang's face was pale without a trace of blood on it. A look of sympathy appeared on his face. This was the first time he had looked at a woman for such a long time. She was his best friend.

"Ah!"

Qiao Chuyang slowly opened his weak eyes under the pain. When he saw the wind blowing from his bed and the gauze in his hand, a bitter smile appeared on his face.

"Thank you …" "Thank you …"

Wind shook his head and put away the medical kit.

"Do you hate Jingyu?" The man who was originally standing up sat down on his seat. His black eagle-like eyes were full of mystery as he looked at Qiao Chuyang.

"This... This is us … Our Qiao family owes him. "

The wind sighed softly as he looked at Qiao Chuyang with sympathy.

The crazy scene from before suddenly appeared in front of Qiao Chuyang's eyes. She was so scared that her face became even paler. She was so frightened that she started to crumble. She curled up into a ball with a terrified expression on her face.

"Ah!"

Qiao Chuyang shouted out loud. He waved his hands and grabbed onto the bandaged wound a few times. There was blood on the wound again.

"Okay, it's okay, it's okay."

Afraid that Qiao Chuyang would hurt her again, Feng quickly put down the medical kit in his hands and hugged Qiao Chuyang tightly to his chest. One of his hands was on Qiao Chuyang's slender waist, while the other was on her continuously waving hands.

"It's okay, it's okay. No one will hurt you again." The gentle words of the wind dispelled the fear in Qiao Chuyang's heart and slowly calmed down. However, his delicate hands were still tightly grasping onto the sleeve of the wind and the fear on his face had not disappeared.

"Jing Yu is not here. He won't hurt you anymore." In order to make Qiao Chuyang forget about his fear as soon as possible, the wind gently patted her shoulders, trying to dissolve her body. Internal fear.

"Really? Would he really not hurt me? Is he really not here? " Qiao Chuyang raised his watery eyes and looked at the wind expectantly.

Feng nodded.

"Don't worry. With me here, I won't let Jing Yu hurt you again. Be obedient and lie down to rest." I need to help you rebandage your body. "

The calmness in his voice and the certainty in his voice dispelled all of Qiao Chuyang's uneasiness. He obediently laid down on the bed. "Let's go.

The speed of the wind was extremely fast. Once again, the wound was bandaged up and Qiao Chuyang was seen to slowly close his eyes and enter. When he fell asleep, a doting smile that he had never seen before appeared on his face.

He gently put Qiao Chuyang's hands under the blanket and picked up the medical kit before walking towards the door reluctantly.

"Jingyu, you … When did you get back? "

The wind lifted up, only to see Ouyang Jingyu with his hands crossed in front of his chest, leaning against the door, his entire body emitting a murderous intent.

Under Ouyang Jingyu's icy gaze, Feng Feiyun actually felt a sense of guilt. He felt a chill run down his spine. Move.

Feng Yang waved the medical kit in his hand.

"I just finished bandaging the wound on her forehead. Jingyu, your hand is too heavy. If you continue to torture her like this, her body will continue to weaken." Your body won't be able to hold on for long. "

Ouyang Jingyu narrowed his eagle-like eyes, revealing a lazy and enchanting smile mixed with a trace of danger.

"Feng, are you feeling sorry for her? Is there a woman's figure in your heart now? " Ouyang Jingyu's straightforward words almost caused the medicine box in Feng Li's hand to fall off. The right hand that was holding the medicine box, subconsciously trembled.

Ouyang Jingyu's hawk-like eyes caught this subtle movement. Looking at the profound look in the wind, his eyes suddenly became cold and bloodthirsty.

"Jingyu, you drank too much. She is your woman, and a friend's wife is not to be trifled with. I know this, so you don't have to worry about it."

Feng could only use these words to dispel the doubt in Ouyang Jingyu's heart.

Ouyang Jingyu coldly snorted. His pair of black eyes were filled with an incomparably cold light. They were like sharp blades that pierced the face of the wind, carrying with them a trace of probing.

"Feng, if you like, I can give her to you. After all, my goal is revenge. As for who she is with, it's only a plan for me to take revenge."

Ouyang Jingyu gave Feng Zhenfeng a meaningful look, then turned around and walked back to his own room.

As he watched Ouyang Jingyu's departing figure, Feng Qingfeng let out a soft sigh. He looked worriedly at the large bed before him. It wasn't until he was sure that there was nothing wrong with the door that he quietly walked out of the room.

Because he was worried that Qiao Chuyang would have a fever, he followed Ouyang Jingyu's instructions and stayed in the mansion.

The next morning, the wind was summoned by the servants to appear in the dining room. Looking at the rich breakfast on the table, he felt that the food was tasteless. His heart was filled with worry for Qiao Chuyang.

"Uncle Wang, bring Young Master Feng to Young Mistress' room."

A hint of worry flashed through Feng Feiyun's eyes, causing Ouyang Jingyu to squint his eagle-like eyes and shoot out two dangerous rays of light.

"Young Master Feng, why don't you check with me?"

Feng took a deep look at Ouyang Jingyu. Ouyang Jingyu was clearly testing him, but he was worried about Qiao Chuyang, so he helplessly walked into Ouyang Jingyu's trap and left the restaurant with Uncle Wang.

Ouyang Jingyu's cold eyes shone with a light that no one could understand as he looked at Feng Zhiling's back. His handsome face was still indifferent.

Although Qiao Chuyang's face was still pale, there was no sign of fever. This caused his heart, which had been on tenterhooks the whole time, to finally drop to the ground.

"Uncle Wang, send a clever servant to serve Young Mistress. She will always be in a coma like this. It might take two days before he would wake up. During these two days, he must wipe her body frequently and test her body. Body, don't let her body sweat, or else it will be very easy for her wound to become infected and cause a fever. "

Feng Yan sternly told Uncle Wang.

"Alright, I will arrange it." Uncle Wang didn't suspect anything because of Feng Bujue's concern. However, Ouyang Jingyu, who was standing at the door, could tell at a glance. His unfathomable pair of black eyes were fixated on Qiao Chuyang's unconscious face.

After a few days of rest, Qiao Chuyang's condition was much better and the wound on his forehead had already mostly healed.

"Qiao Chuyang, you're really pitiful. It's only been a few days and you've become so haggard. If I knew you would be in such a miserable state, I should have bought some fruits to come and see you."

Just as Qiao Chuyang ate two mouthfuls of porridge, he heard Shui Qing'er's mocking and contemptuous voice.

Qiao Chuyang didn't even turn his head around and she had no intention of bothering with Qing'Er.

"Pa!" Shui Qing Er walked in front of Qiao Chuyang and threw the bag forcefully in front of her.

"Qiao Chuyang, I'm talking to you. Did you not hear me?"

Qiao Chuyang raised his watery eyes and looked at Shui Qing'er strangely.

I can only hear a dog roaring nonstop in front of me, I can't hear a single human voice. Shui Qing'er, if you don't want me to treat you as a dog, then you will immediately disappear from my sight. As for whether I have become haggard or not, that has nothing to do with you, because this is between me and Ouyang Jingyu.

Qiao Chuyang's red lips curled up into a cold smile.

"Qiao Chuyang, how dare you insult me?" Shui Qing'er was livid. She, who had always been aloof in front of others, would never have thought that she would be defeated by Qiao Chuyang's mouth again and again. This caused her anger, which she had been suppressing, to erupt.

"Qiao Chuyang, I'll let you know today what happens if you anger me."

Shui Qing'er picked up her bag and patted Qiao Chuyang on the shoulder.

in itself. Qiao Chuyang, who was already weak, could not stand Shui Qing'er's slaps and fell to the ground.

"Shui Qing Er, what are you doing?" When Uncle Wang walked into the restaurant, he saw the scene of Qiao Chuyang being pressed to the ground by Shui Qing'er and slapping his hair. Uncle Wang's face turned pale with fright as he ran in front of Qiao Chuyang and pushed Shui Qing'er onto the ground, gently lifting Qiao Chu Yang up.

"Qiao Chuyang, I never thought that even an old man like Uncle Wang would help you. It seems like your bed skills made Uncle Wang very comfortable?" Otherwise, how could he dare to anger me? "

Shui Qing'er, who was pushed to the ground by Uncle Wang, stood up. Her insulting words made Uncle Wang and Qiao Chuyang pale.

"Shui Qing Er, stop slandering us."

Qiao Chuyang was livid. She could allow others to insult him, but she absolutely could not allow Shui Qing'er to use such dirty words to describe her relationship with Uncle Wang.

"You're spouting slander?"

Shui Qing'er laughed loudly. Placing his hands on his chest, a coquettish smile appeared on his face.

"Qiao Chuyang, only by training on the bed can you successfully make a man submit to you. But what I didn't expect is that you actually ate everything you had, not even letting an old man like Uncle Wang go. I'm really afraid of Uncle Wang's body. Body is unable to cope with your lowly body. "Ah, body, I really feel sympathy for Uncle Wang."

Qiao Chuyang's face turned even uglier and his long nails pierced into his palm.

"Shui Qing Er, immediately apologize to Uncle Wang."

Qiao Chuyang's voice was filled with anger. His long and narrow eyes were filled with incomparable cruelty.

"Apologize?" Shui Qing'er snorted coldly. Her charming eyes swept across Uncle Wang's pale face, and finally revealed a proud expression.

"Qiao Chuyang, why would I apologize to your man? "You really make me sick, even I, as a woman, would be ashamed of your obscenity. If I were you, I would really end my own life with a single slash to avoid losing all our women's faces in this world."

The more Shui Qing'er spoke, the more pleased she became. The more she spoke, the more Qiao Chuyang was unable to suppress his body. She was so angry that she drew the fruit knife on the table and stabbed at Shui Qing'er.

"Young Mistress, you don't want to?"

Uncle Wang was also frightened by Qiao Chuyang's crazy actions. He wanted to pull Qiao Chuyang away. Body, but Qiao Chuyang was too fast, he slashed towards Shui Qing'er's face.

"Ah!" Shui Qing'er was stunned by the madness on Qiao Chuyang's face. She stood there blankly, unable to put up any resistance.

He could only watch as the blade slashed his face, unable to dodge at all.