Has President Yu succeeded in chasing his wife today?

Chapter 210 Whiplash
Yu Yan stared at her deeply.

It seemed to be seriously appreciating some artwork, more like looking at her wholeheartedly.

It was difficult for Yu Qing to look directly into his eyes, his eyes were too deep and deep, as if they could suck people's souls into them.

She frowned, "I'm asking you something, are you hurt?"

Yu Yanshen's hands were hanging on his chest, and he was wearing a simple bathrobe.

After half a minute, he only heard him speak helplessly.

"Sometimes I feel that Qingqing is too stupid and not enlightened. Sometimes I feel that she is too smart. Women are too smart to make men tired."

Yu Qing frowned at his confession in disguise, "Didn't you just go out to deal with something, why did you get hurt?"

Yu Qing instantly imagined the story of some groups involved with the dark forces wanting to assassinate the head of the rival company because of their interests, and even the look in Yu Yanshen's eyes changed.

She pursed her thin lips, "Show me your wound."

"It's too dirty, I haven't finished it yet, it will dirty your hands." Yu Yanshen let go of his hand covering his chest, his brows and eyes furrowed as if he was enduring the pain, "You go out first, wait for me I'm calling you to come in after we're done, huh?"

"What's dirty about the wound?" Yu Qing didn't understand, she raised her hand and was about to pull Yu Yanshen's bathrobe, as if she was doing too much, but he suddenly let out a muffled snort.

She really didn't dare to move anymore this time.

He looked like he was really badly hurt.

Yu Yan deeply clutched the painful part of Yu Qing's poke, and some unbearable sweat seemed to roll on his forehead.

"Really want to see?"

He knew his injuries well, and she was so frightened just after fighting with Yu Jianguo during the day.

Now he really doesn't want her to see his injury, for fear of scaring her.

Yu Qing didn't speak anymore, just looked at him with a cold face.

After silently staring at each other for a few seconds, Yu Yanshen reached out and tore off a corner of the bathrobe.

It was a scar about ten centimeters long, and there were some small barbs visible to the naked eye on the bloody and bloody flesh, which stuck in the flesh of the skin, tearing out all the blood-red tender flesh inside.

Out of a physiological reaction, Yu Qing's back went numb almost instantly.

The long scar almost ran through his entire upper body.

Yu Qing suddenly thought of his expression when she bumped into his wound just now... how unbearable and uncontrollable the pain must have been.

"How did it hurt?"

Yu Yan stared at her expression carefully, maybe he didn't see what he wanted to see, his expression was dark and unpredictable.

"Shouldn't you help me treat the wound first, huh?"

Yu Qing couldn't imagine such an injury, how could he still sit and talk like nothing happened.

She took a few steps forward and looked closely at the wound.

The more I look at it, the more I feel...

"Is this whiplash?"

She seemed to think of something in her memory, and her eyes became serious when she looked at him.

Yu Yanshen did not deny it.

He answered simply and directly.

"Yes."

"..."

An indescribable feeling suddenly rose from her heart, pressing heavily on her heart.

In his sophomore year of high school, he was hospitalized due to whiplash. He had a high fever for less than half a month and was in a coma almost every day.

One day after he was discharged from the hospital, he was beaten again and suffered minor injuries.

The only one who can whip him is his father.

"Is it because you knocked your uncle out that he behaved like this?"

"perhaps."

Hearing that Yu Yanshen did not deny it, Yu Qing's heart sank.

She was silent for almost half a minute before she spoke again, "Your injury is too serious, you need to go to the hospital, I'll call 120 now, don't move around."

(End of this chapter)