Rebirth of the High Family's Beloved

Sixian half-backed out of the house, not forgetting to glare at Yan Ci smugly before leaving.

Don't think she didn't realize that Miss Yan wanted her master to punish her for attacking Ding Si, but her master only held her responsible for running back secretly.

The young master still showed mercy to her and only confined her for five days.

Sixian looked at Yan Ci with eyes full of disgust, and cursed him in hatred in his heart.

Green tea girl!

She still wants to seduce her young master. Sooner or later, her true face will be revealed.

Sixian left, and Xiaoqin also tactfully went out the door to wait. Chu He helped Ding Si back to the bed and examined him attentively.

For a moment, the only two people left in the room were Xie Chengyin and Yan Ci.

After dealing with the subordinates who did not listen to his instructions, Xie Chengyin began to observe Yan Ci carefully.

At this time, Yan Ci, dressed in green, stood in place. Although his face was cold, sweat was oozing from his forehead.

Xie Chengyin lowered his head and saw two drops of blood on the ground. His expression tensed and he realized that the bloodstain was right above Yan Ci's sleeve, and her hand under the sleeve was still trembling slightly.

He took a step forward and took Yan Ci's hand, which caused Yan Ci to cry out in pain, and then Yan Ci put his hand behind his back.

Xie Chengyin asked anxiously: "Are you injured?"

Yan Ci secretly clenched her right hand behind her back, and halfway through the clench, she felt so much pain that she almost fainted.

She had no internal strength now, and in the situation just now she had to take Sixian's palm forcefully. It was a blessing that she didn't break any bones or ruptured tendons on the spot.

But why is she hiding?

That was her subconscious action. She subconsciously didn't want Xie Chengyin to see that her hand was injured.

Yan Ci looked at Xie Chengyin's nervous brows and didn't dare to stretch out her hand for no reason. She felt that when Xie Chengyin saw the wound on her hand, he would be furious, and even the subordinate named Sixian would not be just confined for five days.

She took two steps back and forced a smile, "It's okay, let Doctor Chu take care of Ding Si's injuries first, then it won't be too late to see me."

"Let me see it first."

Xie Chengyin pressed on step by step. Yan Ci had no way to retreat and was still unwilling to extend her hand. She looked directly at Xie Chengyin and pointed out the fact bluntly, "You are not a doctor. What's the point of seeing you?"

"I……"

Xie Chengyin choked and was speechless. He was indeed not a doctor. When he saw Yan Ci's injuries, he could do nothing but get angry and feel distressed.

Just as he was feeling depressed, Chu He had already treated Ding Si's wound and stood up from the bedside and walked over to Yan Ci.

Seeing the two people who refused to give in, he tried to smooth things over and said, "Well, with me here, there's no need for you to worry about it. I'll take care of Miss Yan. Please help me get a basin of hot water."

Xie Chengyin frowned, knowing that Chu He wanted to get him away.

But seeing that Yan Ci was stubborn and didn't want him to see his injury, fearing that it would delay the treatment, he didn't say anything and turned around to go out and get some hot water.

When Xie Chengyin disappeared at the door, Chu He said to Yan Ci, "Miss Yan, show me your hand."

Yan Ci walked to the table and sat down, stretching out his hands and placing them on the table.

I saw that the center of the gauze wrapped around the palm was stained red with blood, and the blood dripping on the ground came from here.

Chu He sighed, took a pair of scissors and slowly cut open the gauze on Yan Ci's palm, revealing the bloody scar inside.

Seeing this scene, Chu He felt a little toothache. "The wound that healed with great difficulty has split. I'm afraid it won't heal on its own this time. It needs stitches."

Yan Ci's pale face showed a little nervousness. She asked, "Will the stitches on my hand have any effect in the future?"

"That won't happen, but I'm afraid it will leave a scar."

A faint smile appeared on Yan Ci's face, "It's okay, as long as your hand is fine."

Chu He showed surprise on his face, "You are different from other girls. Other girls are very obsessed with beauty. Even if they get a little cut on their oily skin, they will ask if it will leave scars. If they hear it will leave scars, they will cry for three days and three nights. But you are different. You can still smile even with such a big cut."

Yan Ci was a little amused by Chu He's words, "Doctor Chu, I am also a little girl, I also love beauty, who doesn't want to be pretty, but the situation doesn't allow it. If crying can avoid leaving scars, I can cry the sky down."

Chu He was amused by Yan Ci's words. After all, although the little girl in front of him looked calm and reserved, she was only in her teens after all. How could she not love beauty?

But the wound on her hand was too deep. As an experienced military doctor, he could naturally see that it was a sword wound.

Sword wounds are difficult to heal but are likely to leave scars. It was a rare sight that it could heal on its own before, and now that it has split open again, it is really difficult to restore it to its original state.

Chu He cleaned the wound on Yan Ci's hand, then took out a small medicine bottle from the medicine box, "I'll give you some Caowu powder, it will make you feel better after the stitches."

Yan Ci nodded, "Then please ask Doctor Chu to put more, I'm afraid of the pain."

Chu He looked like he had just heard a joke, his face full of disbelief, "Are you afraid of pain? If you were afraid of pain, how could you get hurt like this? The pain of stitches is not even a fraction of what it was when you were injured."

"That's different. Being injured happens in an instant. You're already injured before you even feel the pain. But stitches last forever."

Yan Ci watched Chu He take out a cotton bag from the bottom of the medicine box. Many silver needles of different sizes were inserted into the cotton bag. Chu He's fingers moved across them one by one, and finally landed on a thin and long needle.

Chu He said with satisfaction: "That's it."

Looking at the silver needle that was almost as thick as her wound, Yan Ci couldn't help swallowing.

A bit thick.

This is even more difficult to bear.

Each stitch is as painful as lingchi.

"Well, Doctor Chu, are you sure you don't want to change it? I think there are even thinner ones."

Chu He looked at the thinnest needle on the cotton bag and shook his head, "That one is not suitable, it's too thin, and it will easily break when it meets a strong girl like you."

The double entendre in this sentence made Yan Ci burst out laughing.

"Then I'll trouble Doctor Chu."

Here, Xie Chengyin, who was ordered to fetch hot water, did not ask anyone else to do it, but brought back a full basin of hot water by himself.

As soon as I reached the door, I heard a suppressed hum coming from the room, and Chu He's slightly clumsy voice of comfort.

"Just bear with it, it will be fine soon."

"How long will it take? I can't bear it any longer."

"I can't help but shout it out."

After these words, not even the humming sound in the room disappeared.

Xie Chengyin stood at the door and hesitated for a moment, but did not go in directly.

Inside the room, Chu He had already sewed half of Yan Ci's wound. Although Caowu Powder had taken away most of the pain, Yan Ci could still keenly feel the needle moving quickly through his skin.

After a long while, Chu He finally stopped, wiped the sweat from his forehead due to nervousness, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Alright, alright, it's done. I've made it clear to you in advance. You must be very careful this time. Don't let it tear again. Otherwise, even the Lord can't fix it."