Chapter 21: Grudges between wealthy families (21)

"Luo Yi, the doctor is here, why don't you take a look first." Ji Ling tried to pull her away, but was dodged.

Luo Yi staggered to Ji Yuan's side, touching his head, face and neck with trembling hands.

The eyes are very red, as if they were painted with a layer of pornographic marks.

Ji Yuan's hair was still dripping and slipping, and his body was like ice.

Luo Yi's throat and lungs were still sore, and he struggled to speak, as if he was about to cry, "Are you okay? Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere? Ji Yuan? Ji Yuan?"

The water droplets are transparent, and the long and dense eyelashes cover the emotions under the eyes.

Luo Yi called him over and over again, Ji Yuan's calling seemed to be choked with sobs, as if he was about to die.

Ji Yuan grabbed the hand that had been touching him and squeezed it tightly, "I'm fine."

Luo Yi finally stopped shouting and hugged him with red eyes.

Ji Yuan felt a bit of cold liquid slipping into his neck. He didn't know whether it was water drops or something else.

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Luo Yi became very angry.

In front of many people, he pointed at Ji Ling and yelled at her, training her like a dog.

Ji Ling had never been scolded by someone like this since he was a child. His face darkened, and anger instantly filled his brows and eyes. He lowered his head and refrained from speaking.

What shocked him even more was that Luo Yi actually called him a grandson because of Ji Yuan, which made him feel so aggrieved that he wanted to vomit blood.

He looked at the woman's pale and beautiful face, her black skirt outlined her perfect and soft body, her eyes were thick and colorful, her lips moved when she spoke, and she could vaguely see the red wetness, her eyes were very bright, and the anger in her chest was burning. When he reached his lower abdomen, Ji Ling's handsome features were blurred and distorted in the haze.

The more I listened and watched, the tighter my abdomen became, feeling strangely excited.

"Miss Luo." The gentle voice stopped Luo Yi's unpleasant words.

Luo Yi finally stopped and turned to look at Ji Yuan who was sitting in the wheelchair.

Ji Yuan gave Luo Yi his coat, covering his body that made people think.

Not sure if it was an illusion, but Luo Yi always felt that something was wrong with Ji Yuan.

On the way back, Luo Yi sharply saw the scratches on Ji Yuan's palms. His own nails dug deep.

Luo Yi felt very distressed and held the man's hand: "Don't hurt yourself all the time. What a beautiful hand."

Ji Yuan paused almost imperceptibly. He let Luo Yi pull at his lips meaninglessly.

In the end, he didn't say anything and let Luo Yi lead him.

Luo Yi didn't know what he was thinking of, so he asked: "Hey, where is that stupid guy who has been following you before?"

The stupid guy seemed to be a bodyguard, and no one was seen when there was real danger.

"I sent him to do other things." Ji Yuan replied with a gentle look and no hint of darkness.

The atmosphere gradually became weird, but no one noticed it.

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Ji Yuan didn't have a fever, but Luo Yi did.

He had a high fever, took a diaphragm injection, and lay in bed dejectedly.

She was half asleep, her little face was a faint red, her lips were even brighter, her breathing was hot, her eyelashes were stained with physiological tears, clusters in clusters, and she felt inexplicably pitiful.

There was a bruise on the back of the hand where the intravenous injection was administered, and the dark blue veins were beautifully winding. She still held onto Ji Yuan's sleeve to prevent him from leaving.

No matter how much she was coaxed, she was unwilling to let go. She was whimpering, as if she was aggrieved and about to cry.

Ji Yuan had no choice but to have someone bring over important documents from work.

The bedroom was very quiet, except for Luo Yi's loud breathing, there was no other sound. Ji Yuan, who was originally looking at the documents, was not the only one who moved to the bed.

Ji Yuan stared coldly, and the shallow and false gentleness in his eyes disappeared, turning into cold black.

Can the contrast between one person really be so great?
He always thought Luo Yi was playing some new trick, but when Luo Yi jumped down regardless of his own safety, Ji Yuan was not sure.

What on earth does she want to do?
The fingers that had been tightly grasping his sleeve suddenly let go. Before Ji Yuan could react, his heart felt empty. The next second, thin white fingers held his hand.

Fingers intertwined.

Ji Yuan's body temperature was much lower than that of a normal person, like an ice cube that would never be warm. Luo Yi's hand was soft and white, and the warmth made him uncomfortable, and he subconsciously wanted to shake it off.

It was as if the plants that had been growing in the darkness all year round encountered the light in vain, feeling only glare and burns.

But his body's instinctive reaction was so greedy, wanting to seize, occupy, and want more warmth.

The veins on Ji Yuan's forehead kept twitching. It should be disgusting, but his fingers locked the other party tightly like a chain.

Ji Yuan's face was cold, and the flesh and bones held between his fingers gradually deformed.

The person lying on the bed was probably pinched in pain and unconsciously wanted to withdraw his hand.

Afraid of pain, I dare not hold him any longer.

If you were really so afraid of pain, why did you jump to save him in the first place?
Ji Yuan did not let go, and the strength in his hand gradually became lighter.

until released.

The soft, hard and warm touch seemed to stick to his body temperature and couldn't be shaken off. He went to the bathroom to wash his hands.
His expression was numb, his movements were rough, and his whole hand was very red from rubbing it, almost peeling off a layer of skin.

He pursed his lips, stared darkly and hatefully at the face that appeared in his mind, and whispered an unintelligible word in a low voice.

Damn...

After a few days of consistent injections, Luo Yi's fever subsided quickly and her appetite returned, allowing her to eat several bowls.

In the evening, Ji Yuan finished handling his work matters in the study. He passed by a bedroom and saw a trace of light coming from the crack in the door.

Is anyone inside still asleep at this late hour?
Ji Yuan originally didn't want to take care of it, but by some mistake, he opened the door again.

The light in the bedroom was on. The person lying on the bed heard the movement and opened his eyes in a daze and looked over.

She was wearing a thin and loose nightgown, revealing a large piece of her collarbone and shoulders as she moved.

Ji Yuan stared at a certain place, opened his thin lips slightly, and uttered two words silently.

Luo Yi sensed what Ji Yuan said and was confused.

He blinked in confusion and confusion, "What did you say?"

Ji Yuan's obscure nerve endings trembled suddenly, and his demonic barrier state was suddenly peeled off. His eyes quickly moved away as if they had been burned, and the breath all over his body was unstable.

His voice was hoarse and slightly trembling: "...Why don't you turn off the lights?"

The woman's entire face was now inside the soft pillow, her eyelashes were half-opened, she was like a soft and clean little animal, and her voice was soft.

"I am afraid……"

Ji Yuan immediately realized why she was afraid.

At that time, he really thought about teaching Luo Yi a lesson through the hands of others.

Be serious, be ruthless, and be arduous.

Only in this way can we learn a lesson and be at peace.

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