"What happened?"
Just as she feared, the old master seemed to have premonition. As soon as the thing broke, he walked out of his room. He leaned on his cane and stood majestically in front of the railing upstairs.
Jiang Ruanqing trembled as if she was going to fall apart. She wanted to say something, but her teeth chattered.
"Grandpa, your porcelain bottle was broken by aunt!" Wen Sining's voice sounded like a oriole and resounded above their heads.
When Jiang Ruanqing realized that she couldn't hide it, she accidentally fell on the fragments.
The same situation happened twice.
Wen Sining saw the red blood flowing on the white and green porcelain. Her head felt dizzy.
"Ningning." Jiang Ruanqing stretched out her arm that was covered with blood miserably.
Wen Sining endured the nausea in her stomach and stretched her hand out towards the outstretched arm.
The fair arm seemed like a life-saving straw. Jiang Ruanqing grabbed Wen Sining's arm and said, "It hurts~"
She pressed herself on it, how could it not hurt?
Wen Sining sneered in her heart. Her fingers dug into her palm, the sharp nails touched the fresh wound.
"Si!" Jiang Ruanqing gasped. She looked at Wen Sining with confusion.
When their eyes met, Wen Sining loosened her palm immediately. "Aunt, you need to go to the hospital immediately."
Jiang Ruanqing glanced at the old master who had come down and nodded immediately. "Sure, sure. We will go to the hospital now."
Her feet and hands seemed like they were not from the same body. As soon as her reply ended, Jiang Ruanqing got up quickly.
Did she want to escape from the responsibility of breaking the thing?
The last time, Jiang Ruanqing and Wen Minhao broke a porcelain and framed the little cat. This time, there was a witness, could she escape easily?
Wen Sining turned to look at the old master. "Grandpa, can we get the family doctor to treat aunt?"
"I don't need the family doctor. Let's go to the hospital." Jiang Ruanqing awkwardly rubbed to Wen Sining's back and whispered.
The old master did not even look at Jiang Ruanqing. After hearing Wen Sining's request, he immediately asked Uncle Bai to call the family doctor.
After the call was made, Wen Sining ran happily to the cabinet to get the medicine box.
"Aunt, don't hide. I can't get the glass fragments out of your wound."
She held the cotton stick in her left hand and the disinfectant in her right hand.
Jiang Ruanqing looked at Wen Sining's action with suspicion. Her body was extremely repulsive and retreated backwards.
There was a sofa behind her. Her back was firmly stuck to the sofa and there was no way to retreat. Jiang Ruanqing finally said, "Ningning, wait for the doctor."
She was a fool. She was always clumsy when doing things. Could she do something so meticulous?
Jiang Ruanqing mumbled in her heart. She was extremely reluctant when the cotton stick in Wen Sining's hand touched her.
"Aunt, are you looking down on me?" Wen Sining's face immediately showed a look of grievance. She also dropped the things in her hands.
Her round eyes were filled with tears. They were crystal clear and half hanging on her lower eyelashes.
When the old master beside her saw that, his heart seemed to be grabbed by someone. It hurt so much that he could not sit still. He got up to support Wen Sining.
When he was taking care of the front, he naturally could not take care of the back. After being touched, Wen Sining turned to look at the old master.
"Let the servant handle it." The old master held Wen Sining's arm. "Let grandpa look at your hand."
The wound on her hand that was scratched by Yun Chutong was now exposed in front of the old master.
"Does it hurt?" The old master lowered his head and blew on the wound. "Be more careful in the future. You must protect yourself and don't let yourself get hurt."
After an afternoon, other than Yun Chutong's assistant, the old master was the second person who discovered that she was injured. Even when she returned to the company, the always meticulous Qiao Xi did not discover it.
When she was distracted, the old master had already gotten the cotton stick and iodine to treat the wound on her palm.
Outside the door, a car stopped at the door.
Uncle Bai came to the floor to ceiling window. He raised his head and looked. "The young master is back."
As they were talking about Cao Cao, Cao Cao arrived. Lu Luochen walked in with a troubled look on his face.
When he walked past the sofa in the living room, he noticed Jiang Ruanqing who was sitting cross-legged on the floor.
"You're back." The old master raised his head and looked at him.
"Yeah, I'll go upstairs first." Lu Luochen did not have the mood to say anything else to anyone.
He had already moved his leg forward. The old master's voice made him stop.
"Sining's hand is injured. Come over and help her treat the wound."
His leg was hanging in the air. Lu Luochen thought about the old master's words. He turned around and his gaze fell on Wen Sining's outstretched palm.
He frowned. His eyes then fell on Jiang Ruanqing beside her. Although they had the same wound, the colors were different.
After thinking about it, Lu Luochen could guess which was earlier and which was later.
"Why are you still standing there stupidly? Hurry up." The old master waved his arm and called out.
The words of rejection was on his lips, but Lu Luochen came to Wen Sining's side inexplicably.
The old master passed the things to him with satisfaction and moved away on his own initiative.
"Be slow when treating the wound. Don't hurt her." Before leaving, the old master did not forget to say.
Wen Sining's outstretched hand was forced to be placed on Lu Luochen's knees. Her fingertips were suppressed by his hot palm. The cold liquid fell on the old wound.
One raised his head and the other lowered his head. Only the other person existed in their eyes.
Pfft, this dead girl really had some skills!
Jiang Ruanqing looked at the scene in front of her. She could not help but complain in her heart. She could not understand why someone as ugly as Wen Sining could be taken a fancy to by the Lu family.
"Ningning." Jiang Ruanqing thought of the main purpose of her visit today. A sweet smile appeared on her face. She also moved closer. "Aunt is happy to see you so happy."
The cotton stick that was moving stopped. Lu Luochen raised his head. His eyes collided with Wen Sining's.
At this moment, time seemed to stop. Lu Luochen felt that Wen Sining was like a painting that was filled with stories. She was beautiful and had an unknown story. It made people fall in it inexplicably.
"Aunt, after my wound is treated, you can let him disinfect your wound." Wen Sining replied with a naive look.
The saliva that she swallowed was stuck in her throat. It choked into Jiang Ruanqing's throat. Her face turned red from coughing. She had forgotten about the scar on her hand. The hand that she raised fell on her face.
"Ah~"
In the miserable scream, Lu Luochen got up from the sofa. He walked to the trash can. His two fingers were slightly opened. The cotton stick was thrown away.
The figure in her peripheral vision gradually disappeared. Wen Sining ignored the loneliness and reluctance in her heart. She placed all her attention on Jiang Ruanqing.
"It's killing me." Jiang Ruanqing waved her arm and blew on the painful area.
After the Lu family left, she removed a layer of fake skin.
"You stupid girl. You don't even think before you speak." Jiang Ruanqing was getting angrier as she thought about it. She could not help but poke Wen Sining's forehead.