Stop Messing Around, Mr Bo!

"There's no need for Young Master Pei to worry."

Pei Yunze pursed his lips. "Of course."

Li Tingshen narrowed his eyes slightly. "There shouldn't be anything you should do here."

Pei Yunze raised his eyebrows and retracted his hand. Then, he looked at Ye Qingqiu and asked, "Do you need me to accompany you here?"

Ye Qingqiu glanced at him and said, "Aren't you feeling worse than me now? Hurry up and leave. It's annoying to see you here."

Pei Yunze's gaze on her darkened.

When Li Tingshen saw this, his face darkened.

Sensing the hostility emanating from Li Tingshen, Pei Yunze retracted his gaze.

"Since you're so worried about me, I can't let you continue to worry. So I'll leave first. You have my contact details. I'll wait for your call."

"Yeah."

Ye Qingqiu replied absent-mindedly.

In her current state, she didn't have the mood to deal with him.

The pain from her leg made her want to faint.

However, her reaction had a different meaning in Li Tingshen's eyes.

After Pei Yunze left, Li Tingshen pursed his lips and sat by the bed silently. He glanced at Ye Qingqiu before looking at her feet.

Ye Qingqiu shrank back.

Li Tingshen grabbed her leg first.

She retracted her hand and felt Li Tingshen tightening his grip.

In the end, she could only let him take off her shoes, pants, and socks.

She had only taken off one leg. Her fair foot was eye-catching, but her heel was dripping with blood. Upon closer inspection, it was a bloody mess.

When she took off her socks, the fabric came into contact with her wound, causing Ye Qingqiu to tear up.

Ye Jianyun gasped. "How did you end up like this? Didn't you feel the pain at the start?!"

Li Tingshen glanced at her calmly.

Ye Qingqiu sniffled and sobbed, "Dad, my feet hurt now. If you shout at me again, my entire body will hurt."

Li Tingshen removed her other foot and held it tightly. His face was tense and dark.

The doctor was almost dragged in by Ye Ze. When he saw the wound on Ye Qingqiu's foot, he looked worried.

"My lady, aren't you afraid of pain? Why didn't you notice the wear and tear?"

As he spoke, he opened the medical kit and skillfully found the medicine and gauze.

"School starts tomorrow, right? Should we wait a little longer? There's no need to go to school in a wheelchair," said the doctor.

Glancing at the bottle of medicine in his hand, Ye Qingqiu's eyelashes fluttered. "Can you stay away from me? I hate seeing you."

The doctor smiled bitterly and said, "You've hated me for a long time. If you really hate me, don't let yourself get hurt again."

With that, he turned around with the cotton ball in his hand.

Ye Qingqiu tried to retract her leg, but Li Tingshen held it tightly.

Looking up at him, he said with a cold face, "Do you think these feet are unnecessary?"

Ye Qingqiu's face was pale and her weak expression made her look even weaker.

Li Tingshen retracted his gaze and turned to look at the doctor before grabbing her foot again.

She said coldly, "Apply the medicine on her."

Ye Qingqiu's already pale face turned even paler. "It hurts!"

Li Tingshen ignored him. "Apply the medicine!"

"Dad!"

Seeing his daughter's cry for help, Ye Jianyun's heart ached, but he couldn't blindly indulge her.

"Be good and bear with it."

With that, she turned and walked out of the bedroom.

"Dad!"

"It hurts!"

…

After applying the medicine, the doctor tidied his messy hair with lingering fear.

Looking at the sobbing girl on the bed, he shook his head helplessly.

"Don't touch water, or the infection will hurt even more. You can't take that painkiller again."

Ye Qingqiu continued to sob softly.

The doctor packed his medical kit and left quickly.

Li Tingshen got up and carried her. He bent his legs to support her and lifted the blanket with one hand to put her down.

Looking at her face, she was even paler than before. Her forehead and nose were covered in sweat, her eyes were red and swollen, and her hair was drenched.

"You still know how to cry?"

Li Tingshen's cold face couldn't remain cold after seeing her miserable state.

[I went on a long trip today and was delayed by something. I'll try my best to make up for it tomorrow. There will be a twist when I come down. If nothing goes wrong, it will soon be connected to the previous plot.]