C200 You Don't Have to Call a Doctor

Even so, it was the huge crystal-framed picture that stood out most.

It was a picture of a beautiful young girl, as if a spirit from heaven had accidentally fallen into the world. The girl was wearing a green muslin dress, and her waist-high black hair rose into the air as she spun, and the sun shone on her, and flowers bloomed for her, and birds sang for her.

Xiao Qinghan's gaze lingered on the painting for a long time. He would never forget what he had seen at that time, which was an unexpected encounter. She had taken root in his heart.

He had met her thirteen years ago, but when they met again, she didn't remember him. Gu Shaochen was the only person in her eyes and she didn't know how much he had hurt when he came back to see her with another man.

But finally he chose to approach her, but with a different identity.

It was fourteen years ago.

At that time, Ling Muxue was only ten years old. At that time, she was the little princess that everyone doted on and she was the happiest girl in the world.

A beautiful girl in a soft muslin dress with a British style hairstyle. Her beautiful face was filled with a happy and happy smile.

Her delicate, white little feet trotted along the soft sand step by step. From time to time, she would bend down and pick up the shells on the beach.

"Xue Er! Run slowly, don't fall!" A gentle voice with a hint of love could be heard.

A man and a woman, even if they were over thirty years of age, were not far away. The man was handsome and mature, the woman was gentle and beautiful. Su Yun affectionately held Ling Mucheng's arm and looked at the figure running on the beach. Her beautiful eyes were filled with love.

Ling Muxue turned her head around with a smile. She looked at the two people not far away and said in a loud voice, "Understood, Mom!"

Her energetic appearance revealed that Ling Muxue was a happy little girl.

The two looked at Ling Muxue's back and smiled at each other. There was happiness in their eyes. When the two of them stood together and smiled, they looked as beautiful as a painting.

Then, they turned around and continued to jog as they picked up the shells on the beach.

When she had just picked up a piece of shell and stood up, a ray of sunlight suddenly reflected in her bright eyes. She looked up and saw a person lying on the beach not far away.

Ling Muxue looked at the person in confusion and then ran towards the figure.

When she ran over, Ling Muxue suddenly widened her eyes in fear as she looked at the young man who was covered in blood. The blood that flowed out dyed the beach red.

"Ah!" Ling Muxue screamed in fear and turned around to shout, "Daddy! Mommy! Come over quickly!"

When the two of them heard Ling Muxue's shouts, they quickly walked over.

Looking at the young man who was in a sorry state and covered in blood, Ling Muxue quickly squatted down and turned the young man's body around. She put her finger under his nose.

"You're still breathing! Hurry up and call 120!"

Soon, the young man was sent to the hospital's emergency room.

"Mom, will that brother be alright?" Ling Muxue looked at Su Yun's bright eyes that were filled with worry.

Su Yun touched Ling Muxue's little face and smiled, "Don't worry! He'll be fine!"

"That brother is so pitiful. How could he be injured so badly?"

The young man did not wake up for three days after the operation, but the doctor had already told him that his life was no longer in danger.

But the doctor was shocked. He saw that the young man was no more than sixteen years of age. There were gunshot wounds, knife cuts, and scratches from wild animals. The wounds were severe, but the body structure had been honed to a point where if he hadn't been, he would have been nothing more than a rotting corpse lying there.

For the past three days, Ling Muxue had gone to the hospital early in the morning to take care of him every day. The nurse who took care of him watched as Ling Muxue carefully took care of the young man, and sometimes teased if he was her boyfriend or not.

That day, Ling Muxue had also arrived at the hospital early in the morning. She sat on a stool nearby, her bright eyes fixed on the young man on the bed.

His complexion had recovered quite a bit. His exceptionally handsome face was slightly rosy. He lay there quietly like a beautiful young man who was injured. He was so handsome that it was eye-catching.

It was no wonder that even the nurses wanted to take care of him.

"When will you wake up?" Ling Muxue placed her hands under her chin and looked at him with her bright eyes.

As soon as she finished speaking, the young man's fingers suddenly moved. Ling Muxue noticed that his fingers moved and her heart was filled with joy. She got up and looked at the young man closely.

"Little brother, are you going to wake up?"

As he finished speaking, the young man suddenly opened his eyes. His blood red eyes were filled with a bloodthirsty aura, and his eyes were filled with fierceness. Suddenly, he looked into Ling Muxue's bright glass-like eyes.

Ling Muxue was shocked by his sudden opening of his eyes. His fierce gaze and most importantly, his blood-red eyes frightened her so much that she was stunned. She took a few steps back in fear and fear.

The boy sat up straight and looked at Ling Muxue. She was only about ten years old. She was as beautiful and delicate as a princess in a fairy tale, especially her big watery eyes. The harmless and gentle light was flawless.

He looked around and seemed to have realized something. He had been saved.

Ling Muxue's fierce and vigilant gaze softened quite a bit. She felt his gentle eyes and then carefully said, "Little brother, you... are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere?"

The young man did not answer her question. Instead, he coldly asked, "You saved me?"

Ling Muxue's heart trembled a little because of his coldness." Yes... my father was the one who sent you to the hospital. The doctor said that your life is no longer in danger, but you need to rest properly!"

"Thank you!" The young man lowered his voice and reached out to pull off the needle. Seeing her sudden movement, Ling Muxue panicked and hurried over to stop him, "Little brother, your injuries are not healed yet. The doctor said you need to rest properly, and you can't get out of bed. Quickly lie down, or the wound will open again!"

Ling Muxue spoke in a hurry, but she was too flustered to notice that she was about to fall into his arms.

In the face of Ling Muxue's sudden concern, the young man was stunned. His blood-red pupils dilated slightly, and the smell of milk that was unique to her entered his nostrils. The smell made him feel inexplicably at ease.

It never occurred to him that someone would care about him, or be nervous about him, and there was something about the feeling that he couldn't quite put his finger on.

His heart, which had always been cold, actually had some weird changes.

"Little brother, quickly lie down. I'll call the doctor!" As he spoke, he reached out his hand and placed the young man on the bed, but he did not want to push her away.

Just as Ling Muxue was about to turn around and call a doctor, her wrist was grabbed.

"There's no need to call the doctor!"