Wen Yan was frightened when he saw him like this: "What's wrong with you?! Who did it?! Didn't you bring a bodyguard when you went out? What did you do alone?!"

He just wants to go in and check out what the idiot driver has beaten him: "Can you explain it again afterwards..."

Wen Yan then realized that he used all his strength to support him in the door. After he settled him on the sofa, she rushed to find the first aid kit for home use. After finding it, she opened it and saw that she was a little desperate: "Yaoyao and I didn't think of any accidents, so we only prepared a little disinfectant, red potion, band-aids, etc., should we go to the hospital?!"

Mu Tingchen's purpose is not to go to the hospital: "No need...it's not convenient to go..."

She was a little shocked when she heard her words: "Is it Zhan Chi? He asked someone to do it?"

Mu Tingchen did not refute, and could not admit that it was done by himself, so he let Zhan Chi take the blame. Anyway, few people knew that Zhan Chi was dead.

Wen Yan didn't ask about the incident and began to carefully treat the wound on his forehead. After disinfecting, he saw that the wound was not big, so he treated it with a band-aid: "Where else is injured?"

He gritted his teeth in pain and couldn't speak. He reached out and began to unbutton his shirt. She hurriedly turned over and said, "What are you doing?!"

He breathed helplessly: "Back..."

She felt a little embarrassed and turned her face to help him take off his clothes. When she saw the bloody and blood on his back, she gasped: "It's better... go to the hospital? I can't handle it... My hands are shaking very hard..."

He held her trembling hand: "Don't be afraid... Disinfect it, just deal with it simply..."

She shook her head, because she was afraid, completely ignored that her hand was being held by him: "No... I can't do it... it's too serious... and it will hurt a lot. What are you doing in this ghost place? Isn't it okay for you to stay in the emperor?!"

She blurted out the words, blamed him and worried about him.

He curled his lips and showed a pale smile: "It's okay, come on."

After his repeated requests, she mustered up the courage to disinfect the wound on his back. It really hurts. His body was tight and his hands were tightly grasping the edge of the sofa. If he hadn't had extraordinary patience, he would have been crazy long ago...

After finally finishing the treatment, Wen Yan was still worried: "Why would you ask the doctor to come to your house? I don't know if the bones were damaged. If there were sequelae, it would be bad. I will call Uncle Lin and ask him to bring someone to pick you up?"

Mu Tingchen lay on the sofa, feeling a little exhausted and didn't want to move: "It's okay... No, I'll just take a break..."

Wen Yan realized that the two of them were living in the same room now, and he could never leave like this. There was only one bed at home, so he could not let him sleep on the sofa, a person covered in wounds. She felt a little uncomfortable and said, "You go to the bedroom, I'll sleep on the sofa, you will leave tomorrow morning, anyway, I won't have to worry about it when it dawns." After that, she went into the bedroom and took out the quilt.

Mu Tingchen's eyes sank: "Forget it... I'll leave, disturb me." After that, he tried to get up, and his face turned pale because of the pain. He knew that she would never let him go.

Wen Yan helped him lie down again: "I said, let's leave tomorrow. Where are you going alone now? Where can you go? What should you do if something happens after you go out?"

He looked up at her: "Are you worried?"

Her eyes dodged: "Take...it's not...it has nothing to do with me when you die! I just can't stand this kind of thing. Even if it's a cat or a dog on the roadside, I will do this!"

Indeed, she was right. If it were someone else, even if it were animals, she would have kindly helped him. A bitterness flashed through his eyes: "To you, I am like the stupid cat in my family?"

She frowned: "Duyuan is not a stupid cat, what's wrong with you? Didn't you beat it?"

He closed his eyes and said in a muffled voice: "I beat you, I beat you to death."

She believed it: "What?! How can you do this?!"

He threw the phone to her: "There is a video inside."

She hurriedly picked up his phone to check it out. She entered the password without hesitation. She didn't realize that she was familiar with all the numbers related to him. When she saw the video of Tangyuan in the album, she breathed a sigh of relief. He was lying to her. Tangyuan was fine in the video a few days ago, but she was as fat as a ball, rubbing his trouser legs desperately. Although his face was not visible in the video, she was very familiar with the slippers on his feet.

"Why are you lying to me? She is very well raised, but she is too fat and will get sick. Give it less food in the future and be healthy." Her tone of speech couldn't help but soften.

"How much do you hate me?" He suddenly changed the subject.

"How much hate you, how much hate you." She answered decisively, her face turned cold, and she put her phone next to him.

"It's good to hate...at least hate..." He murmured softly, as if he was talking to himself.

Seeing that he was like this, she was not convenient to move. She hesitated for a moment and asked tentatively: "I'll help you to rest in the room?"
Chapter completed!