As bright as a star: Madam, she is an almighty little princess

Ling Qi nodded lightly.

Wiping the blood stains on his legs, the red powder was evenly sprinkled on his knees.

Ling Qi didn't say a word, but her face became paler than before, with a thin layer of sweat oozing out.

Ling Chu moved very quickly and quickly finished applying the medicine and moved on to the next step.

Pei Yanxing noticed Ling Qi's abnormality and knew that she was enduring it.

He lowered his eyes and stared at the small red bottle in Ling Chu's hand, and asked in a deep voice, "What kind of medicine is this? Does it hurt?"

Ling Chu's hand paused in applying the medicine, then returned to normal for a moment, quickly spreading it on the wound.

It was only when he was wrapping the gauze that he could say out loud, "Dragon Blood Powder, used to stop bleeding quickly. The efficacy is directly proportional to the irritation."

After saying that, he stood up and took off the gauze on Ling Qi's hand.

Ling Qi didn't say a word from beginning to end, sitting there quietly.

There was also an injury on his hand, so Pei Yanxing didn't dare to hold her hand. With his face as pale as paper, he spoke in a low voice, with no concealment of affection in his tone, "Shout out if it hurts. Don't hold it back."

Ling Qi's expressionless face cracked for a moment, but soon returned to normal. She curled her lips and smiled. Her tone was not distant, but seemed to be comforting the man, "This is nothing, Mr. Pei, don't worry."

This pretending to be strong made Pei Yanxing feel a little depressed.

While talking, Ling Qi had already finished bandaging and packed the medicine box.

Ling Qi looked a little worried, "Thank you very much for today, Mr. Pei. If you have nothing else to do, Mr. Pei, please go back first. They will take good care of me."

Pei Yanxing was indeed a little tired when he saw people, so he couldn't keep him any longer.

"I just said hello to Qi Huaili and asked you to take a week's leave to rest at home."

The back of Ling Qi's hand was wrapped in a bandage, and she really couldn't go to school like this.

nodded.

"Tomorrow I will ask Ling Chu to go to Pei's house and check the pulse of Mr. Pei and Mrs. Pei."

Pei Yanxing was watched by seven people as he left the villa. As soon as he walked out of the door, the floral iron door was closed tightly behind him.

Only under Ling Qi's restraint did the seven of them refrain from going to the Zhou family to settle accounts, but they still made a mark in their hearts for the Zhou family.

The next day, Ling Chu went to Pei's house for pulse diagnosis as instructed and came back very quickly. There was nothing serious about him, so he changed the prescription according to Ling Qi's instructions, continued to drink, and continued the follow-up consultation after half a month.

As soon as Ling Chu arrived home, his WeChat message vibrated twice.

Open WeChat and see three verification messages.

[Qiqi, I am Aunt Shen]

[Ling Yatou, I am Grandma Pei]

[Sister Qi, Sister Qi, I am Pei Yanan. My brother has added you to our family group on WeChat. Please add me as a friend. 】

......

Click three times to agree to the verification.

I don't know what Pei Yanxing and the elders in the family said, but Shen Qingtang sent her a series of greetings. In short, it meant that she should take a good rest and not worry about anything.

The same goes for Mrs. Pei.

Ling Qi felt motherly care, and an indescribable warmth slowly grew in her heart.

During these days of recuperation, there was miraculously no movement in the Zhou family.

The villa continued to receive food every day, but the delivery person was replaced by Pei Yanxing, who could hold the meal every time and walk in calmly under the hostile eyes of seven people.

"After all, Miss Ling was injured after following me out. I have the obligation to take care of Miss Ling and restore her to her original condition." The man returned to his original lazy manner when he spoke, and he came to the door and kissed her.

The things I send out every day are not the same, but they are all helpful for wound recovery.

"I made this, do you like it?"

"This is from Baiweizhai. I saw that you liked it very much when we ate before."

"This is the soup my mother made."

"This is a snack my mother made for you."

.....

Ling Qi was fed for a whole week, and Pei Yanxing was very well-behaved. He asked about the progress of the wound's recovery, watched as he ate the food, then left, and would come back in the evening.

Ling Qi was also very cooperative and thanked her on site and on WeChat every day.

The endless snacks were shared among Xiao Zaizi and the seven others, but only Ling Luye enjoyed the meal, and the expressions of the others were a bit indescribable.

A week later, on the 20th, Ling Qi took another three days off.

But this time, Pei Yanxing was not allowed to enter the villa again. Several men took turns standing at the door for three days, saying nothing but saying that no one was there.

Pei Yanxing naturally didn't believe it. When he called on WeChat, no one answered.

As for other places, there is really no place he can't go to. He can just break in if he is not allowed in, but this won't work.

He pursed his lips, swiped open Ling Luye's WeChat account, and typed a few words with one hand.

The bedroom on the third floor of the villa smelled very strong of Chinese medicine, and a small figure bulged on the bed, curled up.

Two mobile phones, one large and one small, on the bedside table light up and go out from time to time.

On Thursday, Ling Qi was going to attend classes at the University of Washington.

As soon as the car drove out of the door of the villa, Pei Yanxing's car was blocked there, and a tall figure leaned against the car door.