C139 Congratulations(1)

Yem Sheng could already feel Uncle Owen and the doctor looking away awkwardly. Her face was slightly red. But Lih Shaochen was currently injured, and it was because of her. It did not seem appropriate to shake off his hand in front of so many people.

So she lowered her head and softly advised, "Let's let the doctor do the examination first, okay?"

Only then did Lih Shaochen open his eyes and look at Yem Sheng. Then, the corners of his mouth raised slightly and said in a low voice, "Okay, I'll listen to you."

Yem Sheng's face became even redder. Couldn't this person speak properly? It was really unbearable to use such an ambiguous tone. She drew her hand back and walked to the side. This time, Lih Shaochen did not hold onto and not let go. However, that lingering gaze always stuck to her back. Even if Yem Sheng did not turn her head, she could still feel it.

Her back was burned by the hot gaze. This kind of feeling was not unfamiliar. But it made Yem Sheng feel afraid. After getting along with her for this period of time, Yem Sheng understood more than before that she and Lih Shaochen were not the same person, his rich young master. And she was just a lonely girl in dire straits.

"I will go down and see if Mrs Chan's porridge is ready."

After Yem Sheng finished speaking, she ran away as if she was fleeing.

Even the doctor looked at her hurried footsteps and could not help but laugh, "Miss Yem is really a girl who easily turns red. She is really cute."

As soon as she finished speaking, she felt a sharp gaze. It made people feel as if they were walking on thin ice. The doctor looked up and saw Lih Shaochen's cold expression. Only now did he realize that he had said the wrong thing. Lih Shaochen's possessive desire was so strong. Even if it was just a bystander looking at him one more time, he would still be angry. How could he allow him to openly start a discussion?

This was really bad. He had provoked this devil so early in the morning.

Owen, who was standing by the side, also felt Lih Shaochen's powerful aura. After a minute of silence for the doctor in front of him, he said, "Young Master Lih, I'll go down and see how Miss Yem Sheng is preparing."

Lih Shaochen nodded slightly.

The doctor gritted his teeth in his heart. He did not think that everyone would escape at the last minute. Only he and his assistant were left facing the terrifying devil in front of them. After wiping the cold sweat from their hearts, they trembled as they started to check the examination work.

"The wound is fine." After carefully checking and bandaging the wound, the doctor gave a few more instructions. "Young Master Lih, you need to rest more recently. Don't do any strenuous exercises in your body, the doctor said. Don't open the wound and cause a second injury. Don't eat food that is too greasy... "

Lih Shaochen was silent for a while and then said, "After you say these words, say it again to Yem Sheng."

The doctor was stunned for a moment. At first, he did not understand what Lih Shaochen meant. But after thinking for a while, he knew that Lih Shaochen wanted Yem Sheng to worry about him. He then took care of him in detail, so he asked him to remind Yem Sheng again in front of her. Of course, this matter was too easy. The doctor quickly agreed. " Okay, okay. No problem. I promise to let Young Master Lih rest assured."

Although his head was wrapped in bandages, it still could not damage Lih Shaochen's handsome face. He still looked unbelievably handsome.

"Did you check Yem Sheng just now?"

"Miss Yem Sheng did not have any external injuries, so..."

Lih Shaochen said lightly, "After you go down, do another detailed check for her."

He really did not expect that Lih Shaochen, who had always been overbearing and unreasonable, would actually care about a woman to this extent.

"Alright, Young Master Lih."

Even the doctor could not help but sigh. Then he realized that his gaze seemed to be too strange. He quickly packed his things and left Lih Shaochen's room.

When Yem Sheng came down from upstairs, Mrs Chan was busy in the kitchen. When she saw Yem Sheng's troubled look, she knew that Yem Sheng must have put a lot of burden on herself. "Little Sheng, come here and let Mrs Chan see you."

Mrs Chan was also old and Yem Sheng originally did not want her to do these housework. After all, there was no shortage of servants who knew how to cook, but Lih Shaochen was injured. Mrs Chan was worried, so she personally made some rib porridge. It was said that this kind of porridge was light and not greasy. It was most suitable for Lih Shaochen's current condition to be used for seasoning.

"Mrs Chan, didn't I say that you don't need to do these things yourself?" Yem Sheng walked over and saw the porridge in the casserole gurgling. The fragrance of the porridge drifted in the air, making one's appetite move.