Director Li was quiet.
He knew Mo Liuxi well. He hated those who pulled strings to succeed.
âI understand now, now I know why you flared your temper.â Li Ming sighed. âKid, youâre good. Yan Su, you should just be his girlfriend. I regret not having a daughter myself. I would really want him to be my son-in-law.â
âI only want to be Yan Su parentâs son-in-law.â Mo Liuxi grinned and looked at Yan Su.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Yan Su was still feeling anxious and worried about him. She blushed and quickly changed the topic. âYouâre hurt, stop talking so much.â
âYeah, I nearly forgot. Iâm really in a lot of pain. I think I lost too much blood. I donât have energy now.â Mo Liuxi slumped weakly on her shoulder.
His soft hair brushed against her cheeks. Yan Su turned to look at his pale face. She didnât even dare to breathe heavily, worried that she might hurt him.
Li Ming looked at the two of them and thought to himself, âHow thick, trying to take advantage of her, even now.â
He felt more assured since he still had the mood to fool around. His arm must not be unviable.
Mo Liuxi leaned against her shoulder. If not for the fact that he was bleeding, he would have wanted this to last forever, for the rest of his life.
At that moment, his phone rang. It was Luosang. He picked up and Luosang said over the phone, âI heard about the fight from Ji Nuanyi. Which hospital are you going to? Weâre on our way.â
Mo Liuxi frowned. He hadnât wanted them to find out about this yet. âIâm okay, thereâs no need to come over. Itâs so late and youâre pregnant.â
âI canât sleep in peace if I donât see you in person,â Luosang said in a fluster. It wasnât easy for her to reunite with her younger brother after twenty-odd years.
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At the hospital, Yan Su put on a face mask and accompanied Mo Liuxi into the emergency room.
His injuries were pretty serious. He was sent off for all sorts of investigations and checkups to make sure that his neurovascular structures were spared. Thankfully, he hadnât had a major bleed on the way to the hospital.
It was difficult to manage the wounds and remove all the remaining shards of glass.
When the doctor brought him into the room, Li Ming and Yan Su stood outside. Li Ming looked over at her and sighed. âI hope his nerves were not injured. It would pose a huge problem for his career as a director in the future if his nerves are involved.â
Yan Su was worried. âI donât think... so.â
âTough to say.â Li Ming shook his head. âHe didnât hesitate one bit when he shielded you from the glass bottle. Thank god he did. If not, your face would have been ruined.â
Yan Su touched her face self consciously.
She was even more worried about Mo Liuxi then.
When he finally came out of the room, she rushed forward and asked, âDoctor, is he alright?â
The doctor said, âThankfully, his blood vessels and nerves are unharmed. He lost quite a bit of blood so we will have to transfuse him. He should rest his arm completely while the wound heals, which means he should lay off all chores. You are his girlfriend, arenât you? You should help his with washing up and bathing.â
â...â Yan Su was stunned, she was flustered.
Bathe him, what the heck?