Kiyokawa Danso

Chapter 70
He said hoarsely, "Just wake up." The voice was very unpleasant. After the high fever, his throat had not recovered, and he couldn't help coughing a few times from time to time.

He really wanted to see her, wanted to see how her injury was, but he didn't dare to see her.

This time, even though he had caused her misfortune, it still hurt in the bottom of his heart.

Lan Qingchuan opened his heavy eyelids, his eyes were sore, and he saw a group of people. Her father was sitting on a chair by the bed, looking down at a stack of paper documents. He heard her coughing, and he looked over in a blink of an eye.

Lan Qingchuan didn't know if he was dazzled, he looked more tired and sleepy than himself.The man's usually pale and handsome face was full of exhaustion and hostility, his eyes were a layer of faint blue, and there were also red bloodshot eyes.He really didn't sleep well for several days.

When Lan Qingchuan woke up, almost everyone breathed a sigh of relief.She opened her eyes and wanted to sit up, but she had no strength. She even felt that her body was no longer her own, with pain and numbness.

Her family doctor came up to check her up, and when the black mass in her eyes that oppressed her vision dissipated, she regained her composure and couldn't adapt to the bright lights in the room.

She lay motionless on the bed, at her mercy, without saying a word.

Fang Yuzhong signaled the housekeeper to bring some food, her face was almost pale, her lips were bloodless, dehydrated and chapped.The porridge with red dates and white fungus has been boiled in the kitchen for a long time, and it has been prepared warmly, and it is just right to eat it now.

The butler added more honey and put the tray beside the bed.Lan Qingchuan shook his head lightly, she didn't want to eat.

Fang Yuzhong ignored her, asked the housekeeper and the maid to help her up, took the cup by himself, and fed her spoonful by spoonful.

Lan Qingchuan resisted at first, but she softly shouted, "I'll do it myself."She moved her right hand, only to find that the cast was extremely heavy.

Fang Yuzhong sneered, you come by yourself?How come?The hands are broken, so what's the point?

She stretched her eyelids, leaned back on the thick pink gold-rimmed pillow, and slipped into her mouth the thick, warm liquid, but she couldn't taste any of it.

Fang Yuzhong put down the spoon, took out a tissue and wiped the corners of her mouth, and personally helped her to lie down.She looked straight at him, and found herself clearly reflected in his pale black eyes, she turned her gaze away, and said in a low voice, thank you.

Fang Yuzhong didn't speak, picked up the documents on the chair, and glanced at her again. She had closed her eyes, and Dr. Li was changing the bandage on her head.He walked out in silence.

In the following days, Lan Qingchuan stayed in the villa to recuperate from his injuries, never going out.The snow stopped that day, and the sun was shining brightly. The housekeeper moved the bag to the balcony for her to bask in the sun.She closed her eyes, rested several soft pillows behind her head, and covered her body with a thick golden yellow woolen blanket.

While she was drowsy, the servant came over and said that the wife and young master of the Ling family had come.

Seeing her appearance, Mrs. Ling inevitably felt uncomfortable, she sighed, "I haven't seen you for a few days, why did this happen?" When she heard her husband talking about it, she was shocked.He was going to see her at that time, but Xiaofeng said that he had already gone there once, but he had a fever and hadn't woken up yet.She was very distressed, a girl like her, with a slender and weak figure, could survive a fall from such a high place, how could she bear it.She clearly remembered the coldness of that night, the snow fell all night, and it was freezing outside in the morning.

(End of this chapter)