Mo Weiyi stared at Lu Qingtian, âDid you do this on purpose?â
Lu Qingtian turned pale, âWhat do you mean by that? I was looking at something and didnât notice you were standing behind me. I didnât do it on purpose.â
After speaking, Lu Qingtian quickly instructed Yunyun standing by, âWhat are you standing there for? Call 120 now!â
âNo need.â Mo Weiyi, suppressing her pain, turned around to leave.
In the corridor, Lu Chenyu was coming with a thermos to attend a meeting, spotting the burn on Mo Weiyiâs hand, his expression froze slightly, âMiss Mo, what happened?â
Mo Weiyi glared at him and rushed out of the gate.
Lu Chenyu: ââ¦â
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Upon arrival in the conference room, Lu Chenyu asked, âWhat happened?â
Yunyun hurriedly explained, âWeiyi was just delivering coffee for Sister Lu, but she accidentally spilled the coffee and burned her handâ¦â
âDelivering coffee?â Lu Chenyu looked at Lu Qingtian, âDonât you have hands? Having her deliver coffee? Do you know who she is?â
Lu Qingtian was stunned.
So were the others.
Because it was the first time they saw the usually reticent Lu Chenyu speak so much at once!
Moreover, his face was stern, his tone accusatory, and his demeanor noticeably icy cold.
Seeing this, Mr. Wang also started to support, âMiss Mo is Apprentice Luâs student. Lawyer Lu has never asked her to do chores, are you messing around?â
Lu Qingtianâs face alternated between flushes of red and white. Though she felt wronged, she defended, âI was preparing for the presentation and just wanted her to make coffee for everyone. I didnât know she was so clumsy and spill coffee all over herself.â
âMiss Mo of the Mo Family is clumsy?â Lu Chenyu narrowed his eyes, âYou really wonât know how you die.â
Lu Qingtian felt a chill down her spine.
However, Lu Chenyu didnât continue to rebuke her. He just put down the thermos, âLetâs continue the meeting.â
Lu Qingtian, trembling, sat down in her seat.
The coffee stains and fragments of the cup on the floor were quickly cleaned by housekeeping. No traces remained, it felt as if nothing had happened.
Lu Qingtian then began to pacify herself quietly, âSheâs just a pretty young girl, right?â
Since Lu Chenyu wasnât making a fuss, it seemed he didnât pay much importance to this Mo Weiyi either.
It should be okay.
It should definitely be okay.
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Downstairs, Mo Weiyi stepped out of the elevator, âRong An.â
Rong An was sitting on a sofa in the waiting area reading a newspaper, with a cup of coffee and a box of biscuits beside him.
All provided by the receptionist on the first floor who was attracted by his good looks.
While comfortably waiting for the princess to finish off so he could take her home, he heard a voice and looked up.
His usually expressionless face changed quickly.
âPrincess, what happened?â
Mo Weiyi pouted. Although she had stopped crying, tears remained on her cheeks from the pain earlier, and she couldnât wipe them due to her injured hands. She looked pitiful.
âTake me to the hospital.â Her voice was choked up.
âAlright.â Rong An glanced at her, âYour coatâ¦â
âDonât bother with it. My hand hurts.â
âOkay.â Rong An was a bit hesitant, nonetheless, he quickly set off with her.
Once in the car, he started driving and picked up his cell phone, âIâll give Mr. Xiao a call.â
Mo Weiyi initially wanted to say it wasnât necessary, it was office hours, and the company should be busy at the beginning of the year.
But when she looked down at her scarred hands,
Swoollen and blisters forming, it was horrifying.
The sense of grievance flooded her, she nodded in agreement, âOkay.â
Rong An immediately dialed Xiao Yebaiâs number, and reported the address of the hospital.
When Mo Weiyi hurriedly went downstairs earlier, she didnât bring anything, let alone her cell phone, and had no idea what was being said on the other end of the call. She just felt really unlucky!
Rong An quickly hung up the phone, âPrincess, Mr. Xiao will be at the hospital soon.â
âHm.â Mo Weiyi felt a bit relieved but also found it somewhat embarrassing.
She had confidently told him just last night that starting today, as long as she didnât have classes, she would work at the law firm.
But on her first day of work, she got burned!
That little bitch!
She was certain, that Lu Qingtian was intentionally belittling her!
Was it because of their earlier encounter at the breakfast shop, and he saw the beauty of Xiao Yebai? Did he feel jealous of her good looks?
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Once she arrived at the hospital and got off the car, there were already a bunch of doctors and nurses waiting at the entrance.
Mo Weiyi hadnât even recovered from the shock when a group of people rushed towards her.
âMiss Mo, everything has been arranged by Mr. Xiao. This is our best doctor, Dr. Liu, heâll be handling your injury. You can rest with ease.â
âOh.â Mo Weiyi cast a glance at the old doctor, feeling⦠a bit embarrassed.
There were still tears on her face, and no way to wipe them off.
She kept her head down, as she was escorted into the emergency room in a grand manner.
Obviously, the wound treatment process was painful. Mo Weiyi wanted to bear it, but it was just too much, the pain brought continuous tears to her eyes, as she felt wronged and awkward.
She was already a delicate person, scared of pain, let alone these type of burns, and there was no way to administer anesthesia.
Rong An stood by looking at her, only able to clumsily comfort her.
âPrincess, itâll be over soon.â
âDoctor, please be gentle.â
âPrincess, bear with it a littleâ¦â
âBut I canât.â Mo Weiyi interrupted him with a sob.
Rong An: ââ¦â
The old doctor coughed, âMiss Mo, I have checked it now. It is a minor burn. It has not reached the dermis. Although there are a few blisters, do not worry, it should not leave scars.â
âIt may leave scars?â Mo Weiyiâs voice rose sharply.
The old doctor quickly reassured her, âNo, no, as long as you regularly change the bandages, once the wound heals, it wonât leave a scar.â
Mo Weiyi nodded. Her movement made her shed more tears whooshing down her cheeks.
She was only wearing a dark blue professional suit, which was quite thin. Pale and thin, curly hair scattered wildly with traces of tears all over her face, she looked pitifully charming.
Rong Anâs eyes moved slightly. He could not help but wanting to reach out and grab a tissue, but a voice stopped him.
âHow is she doing?â
An extraordinarily handsome man in a sharp black suit came in from the outside.
It seems he had come in directly from the office, he didnât even have a coat on. His eyebrows were tightly knitted, the beautiful peach blossom eyes behind the sharp flat glasses narrowed into a deep line.
âXiaobai.â Mo Weiyi cried out in a woebegone manner.
Rong An withdrew his hand and stepped aside.
Xiao Yebai with his long legs reached out to the young girl looking teary. One of his slender hands raised to touch her icy cheek.
The fingertip brushed her eyes and then went down, eliminating all the tear stains on her cheeks.
âDoes it hurt?â
Her eyes were flooded with tears.
It wasnât until he asked that two lines of tears poured out of her eyes. They fell like a broken string of pearls, so heavily.
âIt hurts to death.â Mo Weiyi looked at him, her voice tender and pitiful, cooing coyly at him.
Xiao Yebai turned to the doctor, âBe as gentle as possible.â
âOkay.â The old doctor replied nervously.
Itâs really helpless.
He was already being very gentle, but dealing with these burns, the pain was inevitable, she had to endure it.
Xiao Yebai took the box of tissues, drew one out, and wiped the tears off Mo Weiyiâs face. He asked in a low voice, âWhat happened?â
Mo Weiyi sniffed, âItâs all your fault! That woman who brought you food in the breakfast shop this morning, she must like you. Thatâs why she deliberately spilled coffee on my hand!â
Xiao Yebai looked at her, eyebrows twitching slightly.
All worked up as if sheâs been greatly wronged. As soon as she finished speaking, the tears fell again.
âIt hurts so much.â Mo Weiyi cooed, âI feel like dying, what am I going to do?â
Xiao Yebai could only keep wiping her tears, âHold on.â
âI canât, give me a kiss.â Mo Weiyi cooed.
Rong An turned his head hastily.
As for Xiao Yebai, he lowered his head, his lips coming close to her forehead, giving her a gentle kiss.
Mo Weiyi looked content, her face nuzzling against his chest.
Perhaps it was because of the comforting presence of a man, the pain in her hand, somehow became bearable.
Next, the old doctor finally got to treat the wound with peace.
About ten minutes later, the wound was taken care of.
The old doctor reminded, âAvoid touching things with both hands for a few days, especially donât let it touch water. Come to the hospital every two days to change the medicine. Eat light food and remember to rest more, this way the wound will recover faster.â