Yan Feng quietly looked at the clothes in the plastic box, gently kneaded the light blue dress with his fingers, recalling Chen Shiyao's shy smile and gentle words in his mind, and a strange feeling faintly appeared in his heart.

"Shiyao is what I think."

At this moment, he finally understood what Milo meant in that narrative. Influenced by his father, his feelings for Han Yueru remained unchanged. But feelings are very wonderful and often cannot be controlled by others. No matter how he deliberately did not think about it, Chen Shiyao still quietly walked into his inner world and left an indelible mark inside.

After figuring out what he was thinking, he could no longer let go of Chen Shiyao, but he didn't know how to explain to Han Yueru. He put Chen Shiyao's clothes into the closet, and walked out of the room with heavy steps. As soon as he went downstairs, he heard Chen Jie's voice coming from the hall: "Don't stop me, I'm going to ask Afeng for it!"

"I'm sorry, Mr. Chen, the young master is still resting now. Please wait a moment." Several waiters blocked Chen Jie at the entrance of the stairs, but they knew Chen Jie and Yan Feng's relationship, so they spoke very politely.

"You all go down." Yan Feng said lightly.

Chen Jie stopped struggling, looked at Yan Feng with a complicated expression, suppressed his emotions and said, "Afeng, can you talk to you alone?"

As soon as the two left the hall, Han Yueru walked in and asked a maid, "Have Feng got up?"

The maid replied: "Mr. Chen came to see the young master just now, and they should talk in the back garden."

Yan Feng led Chen Jie to the pavilion in the back garden, noticed the questioning of the latter's eyes, and apologized: "Yaoyao didn't lie, I'm sorry."

Chen Jie gritted his teeth and said, "I'm not here to listen to your apology. Give me a word, would you like to accept Yaoyao?"

"I can't do it." Yan Feng said helplessly. Even if he wanted to deal with this matter according to the rules of the ancient martial arts world, it would not mean that Han Yueru and Chen Shiyao could accept it. This is an unsolvable contradiction.

"asshole!"

Chen Jie grabbed Yan Feng's collar, punched him hard, and then threw him to the edge of the pavilion. After a long time, he asked, "Do you really don't know what you have done to Yaoyao?"

"Is this important?" Yan Feng said with a blank expression.

Yes, now that things have come to this point, what is the point of asking these things? You can't tell the right or wrong of this kind of thing. Chen Jie believes that Yan Feng did not do it on purpose, but he still couldn't help asking: "Is Luo Shen really that important to you?"

"No one can replace her."

Hearing Yan Feng's answer, Chen Jie really had the urge to beat him up and said angrily: "What about Yaoyao? She has paid so much for you and even hid to help you and Luo Shen. Do you have the heart to treat her like this?"

"Shiyao is a good girl, but I can't give her perfect happiness." Yan Feng said seriously.

Chen Jie couldn't get angry even if he wanted to get angry, and finally said, "Yaoyao is my real sister. I don't want her to be hurt, but as your friend, I understand your thoughts. Since Yaoyao has made a choice, I will respect her decision." After that, he walked into the back garden without looking back and walked directly to the gate of the courtyard.

Yan Feng was full of melancholy, but when he turned around, he saw Han Yueru standing in a daze at the entrance of the pavilion corridor. Looking at her situation, he had obviously heard their conversation just now.

"Yueru" Yan Feng opened his mouth, but was speechless.

Han Yueru walked over slowly, then hugged him tightly, buried her pretty face in his chest, and said choked: "Why isn't me by your side?"

Yan Feng's body trembled. He could feel the infatuation in this gentle word. Inexplicably, the scene of poking Han Yueru and Chen Shiyao's left and right hugging. This thought just flashed by and then was forced to be suppressed.

After a long silence, Han Yueru suddenly said, "Feng, can you find Shiyao back? Take her to the ancient martial arts world so that you don't need to be burdened with your thoughts."

Yan Feng put his hands on her delicate body, smelled the faint fragrance from her hair from his nose, his mind rippled, and he replied softly: "Okay."

Han Yueru didn't expect that he would answer so simply. She raised her head and looked at him, and said angrily: "Feng, you're bad."

"I love you, and I will never change forever." Yan Feng said and kissed the pair of soft pink lips.

Han Yueru enjoyed his tenderness and said greasyly: "Promise me, no matter what the future holds, I will definitely not leave me."

The intimacy lasted for only a moment, and Yan Bing's nervous and urgent voice suddenly came from their ears: "Yan Feng, save grandpa!"

Yan Feng was shocked, released Han Yueru out of his arms, and asked, "What's wrong with your grandfather?"

"Grandpa is seriously injured, please save him!"

"Yueru, contact Dr. Guan immediately!"

Yan Feng had a bad premonition in his heart. Old Man Yan must have encountered some accident, otherwise Yan Bing would not have been so anxious. He rushed back to the mansion and asked, "How is your grandfather's situation?"

"Grandpa had multiple knife wounds on his body. When I saw him, he was already fainted. I was afraid that someone would see him, so I took him to the room."

"Old man Yan's martial arts skills are close to the master of ancient martial arts, so why was he injured by a knife? Could it be that he was besieged by ancient martial arts masters?" Yan Feng's thoughts changed rapidly and immediately thought of the people from the Martial Hall and the Zhou Wu family.

Yan Feng ran into the room with Yan Bing. Seeing that the old man Yan was lying on the bed with a pale face, his breath was weak, he quickly reached out to look at the latter's pulse, and was shocked: "Why is the internal injury so serious? His internal organs were damaged, and his chest and back were injured. More than one person was injured. If he hadn't had his internal strength, he would have died long ago!"

Yan Bing naturally saw that Old Man Yan was seriously injured, but her internal skills and mental methods belonged to the reverse meridian system, which was more yin and cold. She could not heal the old man Yan, so she could only barely treat the external injuries. At this time, she saw Yan Feng's expression solemn, and said uneasy: "How is Yan Feng's grandfather?"

"Calm down and do what I told you!"

Yan Feng calmly helped Old Man Yan up, trying to use internal force to warm his body and make blood-guiding normal. However, he underestimated Old Man Yan's injury. After the internal force penetrated, he found that several meridians were blocked. Ordinary healing methods had little effect. Even if he insisted on using his qi to heal his wounds every day, the best result would be to become a useless person with weak limbs. Although modern treatment technology is high-end, it does not involve the meridians. It can only treat trauma and internal organ trauma, and cannot be counted on.

"what to do?"

Even though he was extremely smart, he was a little helpless. If his body was injured so seriously, he could rely on the magical therapeutic effect of the Blood Crystal to repair himself. When he thought of the Blood Crystal, his eyes lit up: "Milo said that the blood poison in my body has been cleared and has a strong regeneration ability, maybe there will be a rescue!"

As a dead horse was treated, he took out a double-needle scalp tube from the medicine box without hesitation, and then inserted two needles into the arteries of his and old man Yan's arms. Yan Bing saw him holding it up like this and said in surprise: "What are you doing?"

"My type O blood, there will be no problems. Help your grandpa!"

After Yan Feng said that, he held his true energy. His pulse was much stronger than that of Old Man Yan, who had excessive blood loss. With internal force squeezing, the blood from the artery in the arm spread out of the skin tube and quickly flowed into Old Man Yan's body. After only half a minute, he began to feel a little dizzy. When he felt the speed of blood gushing out significantly decreased, he knew that he had reached his limit, pulled out the needle, wrapped the wound of the artery with internal force, endured the dizziness and treated the wound of the needle for Old Man Yan to prevent blood from flowing backwards, and then activated the internal force again to heal the wound of Old Man Yan.

Yan Bing saw that his face was as pale as paper, and the tension in his heart increased a little. At the same time, he was very relieved and felt that he had not entrusted the wrong person for the rest of his life. Old Man Yan was replenished with blood, and the symptoms of blood loss in his body were quickly improved. Moreover, under the magical effect of blood crystals, the damaged meridians in his body began to slowly repair. However, because it was a diluted blood crystal component, the repair effect was far less obvious than that of Yan Feng itself.


Chapter completed!