One Kiss Shen Huan: Taming the Demon Husband

But now, Ye Yan can only look at Lan Qianyu quietly, and can't do anything for her.

Right now, he is so weak that he can't bear a single blow. If he moves casually, there will be a sharp pain in his stomach. If he accidentally makes the wound worse, the consequences will be disastrous, so he dare not try his best.

Lan Qianyu was blowing her hair, her eyelids were blinking, and she was dozing off in front of the dressing table.

Ye Yan looked very distressed, and called softly: "Qianyu, come to sleep."

"En." Lan Qianyu responded, and forced herself to continue blowing her hair.

Ye Yan sighed, looked away, and wanted to put the pillow for Lan Qianyu, but remembered that he hadn't taken the medicine for the night, so he took the medicine on the bedside table and took it, and then reached for the water glass, but found that the water glass was too far away. Far away, he couldn't reach it at all, so he leaned his body and wanted to sit up a little bit, but the wound hurt again, he gritted his teeth, and forced himself to get up to get the cup, but accidentally knocked the cup to the ground...

All the water in the cup was splashed on the bed, and the cup rolled to the floor and shattered with a "bang".

"What's wrong?" Lan Qianyu hurried over to check, "Is it hot?"

"I'm really useless..." Ye Yan looked at the shards of glass, feeling very depressed.

"Don't be like this, it's okay." Lan Qianyu wiped the water on the quilt with a towel, "It's good that you didn't burn yourself, are you okay?"

Ye Yan lowered his head and remained silent.

"Call me if you want to drink water, don't move around by yourself in the future." Lan Qianyu poured Ye Yan half a glass of warm water again.

Ye Yan took it and took a sip, only to find that the medicine had melted in his mouth, and the bitterness had entered his heart and lungs, just like what he felt at this time.

"Sit down and don't move around. I'll clean up the glass."

Lan Qianyu went to the bathroom with a warning, found a dry towel to wrap her hands, and picked up the glass shards into the trash can bit by bit.

"I'm sorry, I didn't help you at all, and I even caused you trouble." Ye Yan was very ashamed.

"Stop saying that." Lan Qianyu looked up at him, accidentally cut his finger, hissed, and instinctively threw away the shards of glass.

"What's wrong? Show me." Ye Yan quickly grabbed her hand and cut a wound of about two centimeters. He was so distressed that he put her finger into his mouth and sucked it.

"Don't do it, in case there are glass shards on the wound." Lan Qianyu wanted to withdraw his hand.

Ye Yan didn't listen to her, and insisted on helping her suck up all the dirty blood before releasing it: "Go get the medicine box, I'll bandage it for you."

"It's just a small injury, I'll put a band-aid on it later." Lan Qianyu smiled at him, then squatted down to clean up, "Go to sleep first, don't worry, I'll clean up the things."

"Don't clean it up, let the servant do it tomorrow." Ye Yan frowned.

Lan Qianyu didn't raise her head, and continued to be busy: "How can this work? Zhao Jun's two little maids are too busy to take care of so many people. We can't bother them with such a small matter. I just clean it up myself, and it will be over soon. .”

Soon, Lan Qianyu cleaned up the shards of glass, went to wash his hands, put on a band-aid, and then went to bed.

Ye Yan held her tightly in his arms, and whispered guiltily: "Qianyu, I'm sorry for making you suffer."

"Fool, it's nothing." Lan Qianyu curled up in his arms reliantly, "Do you still remember? When I left you with Qianyi in my arms, I was disfigured and lived in City C with my mother and Qiao Qing. It's really tormenting..."