Gong Ming has already undergone emergency treatment, and the rest is enough to wait for it to heal itself.

Song Yichen didn't expect that Ling Nian would just wait for him to come back tonight and found out that he was injured. However, it felt good to be cared for by someone so concerned. Of course, it was not that no one cared about Song Yichen before, because he had performed too well since childhood.

Whether it is Song Yiran or Li Shaoyan, they are very relieved. Song Yichen himself habitually protects his sister and mommy, and of course he is extremely relieved about Daddy's powerful existence.

Many times, he would hide his own affairs. If it weren't for something big, he wouldn't raise any of them, so that he wouldn't worry Song Yiran and the others.

When he is alone, it is of course very common to be injured. After all, what he is engaged in is extremely dangerous. Because of his special physique, Song Yichen never takes it seriously even if he is injured.

So now that Ling Nian is concerned about it, the feeling is very novel and also very good.

"It's so serious. Is it really okay not to go to the hospital?"

Although the wound has been stitched, I don’t know why it is a bit of tearing. Of course, the tearing cannot be caused by Ling Nian. After all, she has little strength and has not touched it. She just thought the wound was opened by herself, so she felt more and more guilty and blamed herself.

"No, just clean it again and disinfect it and wrap it with gauze."

Song Yichen's voice was faint, but it showed an unstoppable momentum. Ling Nian had no choice but to start cleaning the wound carefully. The blood was wiped clean, revealing the hideous wound. It was about three centimeters and it looked very painful.

During the process, she tried her best to move lightly, worried that she would hurt Song Yichen.

But he had a faint expression from beginning to end, and he didn't even frown. It seemed as if she was not dealing with the wound, but just wiping away the dirty things for him.

He must be easily injured, so he acts so calmly.

Ling Nian thought secretly in her heart, and couldn't help feeling distressed. She didn't know that, in fact, her eyes were already red. It looked particularly interesting in Song Yichen.

What a strange girl.

The injured person is not her, so why did she show such a sad expression?

Song Yichen thought carelessly, and his wound was soon rebanded.

He lowered his head and glanced. Although he was not as professional as the nurses in the hospital, it was OK. After a little exercise, it felt pretty good.

"Or what, I'll go to the kitchen to stew something for you?"

"Need not."

Song Yichen said indifferently, then got up and left with his clothes. Until his figure disappeared from his sight, Ling Nian sat on the ground limply and breathed a sigh of relief.

It's okay that she's busy all the time, but she will forget Song Yichen and herself's awareness. But once she stops, her heartbeat will become violent again, her breathing will begin to be rapid, and her body will be stiff, and she will feel like a terminally ill person.

So strange.

Ling Nian frowned, shook her head and thought, and finally sighed and quickly packed the first aid box.

After sorting out the living room, she originally planned to go to bed. But after thinking about it, she finally decided to go to the kitchen to do something for Song Yichen. He was injured and his face looked very bad. If he didn't take it well, his body would definitely not be able to bear it.

Finally, after checking the Internet, Ling Nian decided to get Song Yichen the Polygonum multiflorum soup. Fortunately, there were ingredients in the refrigerator, so she didn't let her be helpless.

Because it was the first time to make it, Ling Nian was very careful and attentive. It was finally half past four in the morning after she finished cooking, and it was not long before dawn. She herself was so sleepy that she almost fell asleep while cooking soup.

He warmed the soup on the fire, and Ling Nian fryed pork liver and other blood-enriching dishes before he felt relieved.

After sweating all over, she had to go back to the bedroom to take a shower. When she came out again, she was about 5:30 and usually got up at six o'clock to prepare breakfast and lunch bento for her and Ling An. Ling Nian thought about it and simply stopped sleeping.

I seized the time to make my own lunch with Ling An, put it on, and then started making breakfast.

It was already 10:30 in the morning when Song Yichen woke up. He was used to sleeping naked. He turned sideways and could see the wound he had rebanded last night. After moving for a while, he felt good. It seemed that the wound healed very well.

Get up and wash.

Song Yichen opened the door and saw the sticky notes posted on it at a glance. The very clean and beautiful words came from Ling Nian's hand.

"There are stewed soups and blood-enriching dishes in the kitchen. Remember to eat them. If you are injured, be careful not to eat raw, cold and spicy foods, and don't drink alcohol. Being responsible for the wound will heal very slowly."

Song Yichen's lips couldn't help but rise a little, and a faint smile jumped in his dark eyes.

It was almost 2:30 in the morning after the wound was treated last night. Ling Nian had to get up at 6 in the morning to prepare breakfast. The answer to when did she stew the soup was self-evident.

The corners of the bent lips suddenly fell again for some reason, and even the calm heart couldn't help but ripples appeared. It was a very strange reaction, but Song Yichen didn't intend to stop it. He thought it was not bad, very novel.

Although she didn't like the inexplicable soup and pork liver, Song Yichen still ate the things Ling Nian left for him.

Just as I put the thing back to the kitchen, the ringtone of my cell phone suddenly rang.

It's Gong Ming.

Thinking of the purpose of his call, a cold flashed quickly in Song Yichen's eyes.

Don’t think that he didn’t know who did the assassination last night. Since the other party dared to be so arrogant in his territory, he would pay the price, and he would let the other party know what would happen to anger him.

"Ling Nian!"

A sharp and annoyed voice suddenly rang out. Ling Nian was in a daze and jumped up suddenly, but she had not woken up yet so she didn't realize what was going on.

The teacher who was not in good looks on the podium saw her appearance and her face turned darker: "Stand outside the classroom for me, and you are not allowed to come in before get out of class."

Oh no, I was caught by the teacher during class and was punished to stand.

Ling Nian then realized that she was guilty and stuck out her tongue behind her back, and hurriedly left the classroom with her head down. The weather outside was good, and the sun could just shine on the corridor. Ling Nian leaned against the wall and was still a little drowsy.

As expected, she was not suitable for staying up late. She felt that she was about to die without sleeping all night.

No, my eyes became darker and more sleepy, and my brain was confused like a ball of paste.

"Hey, if you don't want to break the picture, just wake me up immediately!"

The fierce voice made Ling Nian wake up instantly, realizing that he was about to fall asleep while standing, Ling Nian's face turned red in an instant.

He pinched himself secretly and dispelled his sleepiness. Ling Nian then looked up. It was a coincidence that there was a man standing in the corridor of the next class. He was a boy, but he always felt a ruffian in his good school uniform.

Seeing Ling Nian looking at him, he also glared back fiercely.

Although he still looks like a boy, his handsome eyebrows can be seen. However, because of his slutty aura, he looks a little bad, and it should be the type that most girls at this age would like.

"Thanks."

Ling Nian thanked him a little embarrassedly, but the other party snorted coldly and turned his head and whistled, looking like he was unwilling to pay more attention to Ling Nian.

He is indeed a handsome, childish and arrogant little devil.

Ling Nian secretly made an evaluation in her heart, and then tried her best to stay awake. Finally, the class ended when she was about to fall asleep. There were two classes in the morning, and Ling Nian worked hard to hold on, and finally she felt relieved as if she was liberated at noon.

He took his bento to the cafeteria and heated it up. Ling Nian planned to find a place with good scenery and few people, and after eating, he took a break and then came back to class.

Fortunately, most of the students here eat in the cafeteria, so Ling Nian quickly found a very suitable place.

He took a deep breath, then sat down under the shade of the sunny tree. He opened the bento box and a fragrance suddenly came. Ling Nian curled the corners of his lips, holding the lunch box with a happy face and planned to eat it.

"Bang."

At this moment, a sound suddenly came from behind.

Ling Nian looked over with a puzzled look, and then saw a slightly familiar figure. After a closer look, it turned out that it was the boy who reminded him in the corridor in the morning. He should be resting on the tree. The sound just now was made by him jumping down from the branch.

"It's you."

Ling Nian smiled and said hello. The boy who was about to leave heard the sound and squinted his eyes. When he saw Ling Nian's knees, his eyes suddenly shone.

The style of painting changes too quickly, which is a bit funny.

Fortunately, Ling Nian held back.

"Do you... want to eat?"

I accidentally did more in the morning. Because I didn’t want to waste it, Ling Nian brought more than usual. In addition, she didn’t sleep well, so she actually didn’t have much appetite now. Seeing the other person’s appearance, she seemed to be hungry, so she asked with a smile.

When the boy heard this, he snorted with a proud look on his face.

"You have to take care of it."

"Well, I'm not actually hungry. I just don't like wasting food, so I thought about trying to eat them all. You helped me once in the morning. If you don't dislike me, just treat it as my favor to you. How about it?"

Ling Nian said with a gentle look on his face and found a very easy reason to invite the boy to eat the bento he brought.

"Since that's the case, I'll be reluctant to help you once. It just so happens that I don't like wasting it."

It was obvious that he wanted to eat, but he even gave him a step to take Qiao as he was reluctant to accept it. It was really enough... not honest, but Ling Nian thought it was very cute.

Although it is a bit strange to describe a boy as cute.

"By the way, my name is Ling Nian, you can call me Xiao Nian."

Ling Nian introduced herself with a smile, but the other party didn't even look at her. She took the bento box and lowered her head to eat. He ate very quickly, but he was very well educated and his family environment should be good.
Chapter completed!