Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

Lu Yeming was seriously injured. The bullet had penetrated his chest and grazed past his heart. If he was just a little off, he would have died.

The military doctor rushed over, but this was the base of the garrison. The medical conditions were not good.

The key was that the anesthetic had been used up.

Lu Yiming sat on the chair. The black shirt on his body was soaked in blood, and his forehead was covered in a layer of cold sweat. The sweat dripped down from his exquisite and handsome figure, and his tightly pursed thin lips looked livid because of the whiteness.

“President Lu, without the anesthetic, what should we do?”The doctor looked at Lu Yiming in fear.

Lu yiming reached out and unbuttoned the shirt, revealing a large area of the man’s chest. “Let’s do the surgery directly.”

“Yes... Yes.”

The doctor burned the sharp knife red and stabbed it into Lu Yeming’s chest bit by bit to remove the bullet.

Fan Men, who was watching from the side, had red eyes. He took a piece of cloth and handed it to Lu Yeming. “My Lord, bite on this.”

Few people could bear the pain of having their flesh removed.

Lu Yeming’s deep phoenix eyes were filled with blood vessels. He did not have any expression and did not make a sound from the beginning to the end.

The doctors were trembling from the sight. They had been practicing medicine for so many years, but they had never seen a man with such strong bones. He was not afraid of pain at all.

This kind of man was cold by nature. He was cold and aloof and loved nothing. He was good at forbearance. He was cruel to others and even more so to himself. It was very dangerous.

Lu Yeming did not bite. His bangs were wet with sweat and covered his handsome features. He raised his head and looked at the Brahman sect with his blood-red eyes. Then, he slowly looked back and looked at the door. “What about her?”

Where is Jun Xi Qing?

The Brahman used to like Jun Xi Qing very much, but now he hated her. This Woman’s heart was cold.

“Lord, Miss Jun is outside. She... She doesn’t want to come in...”

The Lord had suffered such serious injuries, but Jun Xi Qing did not even want to come in to take a look.

Lu Yeming curled his thin lips, somewhat mocking himself. He muttered hoarsely, “It’s good that she didn’t leave.”

Lu Yeming closed his eyes.

Fan men’s expression changed. “Sovereign! Sovereign!”

“President Lu is unconscious, but the bullet was successfully removed.”The doctor let out a sigh of relief.

..

Lu yeming lay on the bed. Fan men covered him with a blanket and then went out.

“Where is Miss Jun?”Fan men asked a subordinate.

The subordinate said, “Miss Jun is eating breakfast next door.”

What?

The Brahman was so angry that he wanted to hit someone. “The Lord is in a coma. All he thinks about is her. She doesn’t want to see the Lord at all. She is actually eating breakfast there. I will go find her!”

Jun Xi Qing ate a bowl of plain millet porridge. At that moment, the Brahman pushed the door open and entered.

“Miss Jun, are you done eating? If you are done eating, I will invite you to take a look at the Lord. Just now, the Lord asked you.”

Jun Xi Qing put down the bowl and stood up. “Alright, let’s go.”

The Brahman sect was stunned. She was so easy to talk to?

..

Lu Yeming opened his eyes. After a few short seconds, his deep phoenix eyes regained their clarity.

He moved a little, and the tearing pain from the wound was clearly transmitted over. He sat up.

At this moment, a lively voice rang in his ears. “You’re Awake?”

Lu Yeming looked up. Jun Xi Qing walked over and stopped by his bed.

Her clear and bright eyes fell on his pale and handsome face, looking down on him with a hint of coldness.

Lu yeming reached out and held her soft little hand, wrapping it in his palm. “I thought you wouldn’t come to see me.”

Jun Xi Qing quietly held it for him. “I came to see you because I have something to tell you.”

Lu yeming raised his eyelids and looked at her.

Jun Xi Qing curled her red lips. “It’s about your son.”

Lu Yeming’s phoenix-like eyes instantly filled with darkness, like an eagle that hibernated in the night sky, Sharp and cold. “I don’t want to hear it.”

“Mu Yanyan is right. She wasn’t the one who pushed me down the stairs. I fell down myself. I was the one who killed your son with my own hands!”

As soon as he said that, the veins on Lu Yeming’s forehead popped up. This made his pale and handsome face turn even colder. “Qing Qing, I’ve said it. I don’t want to hear it, huh?”

Jun Xi Qing pulled back his little hand indifferently. “Lu Yeming, I’ve already said it before. Don’t let me get pregnant. Even if I do, I’ll kill you with my own hands.”

“What do you think you are to me? A violent criminal who ruined my innocence, a murderer who ruined my brother’s life twice. Do you still think I love you? I’m tired of saying that I don’t love you. How can I bear your son?”

Lu Yeming got down from the bed. He was half-naked and his chest was wrapped in thick gauze. There was a clean white shirt on the chair. He lowered his waist and picked it up with his slender fingers. Then, he elegantly put on the shirt.

“Qing Qing, did you personally go on the battlefield to stab me in the heart because I didn’t die on the battlefield?”

Lu Yeming turned around and came in front of her. He reached out his big palm and pinched her smooth shoulders, “Then tell me now, why, why, that’s your son too. When you fell, you curled up in pain. You were crying. Doesn’t Your Heart Hurt?”

Jun Xi Qing looked at him and said word by word, “Lu Yeming, that’s your son. I hate you, and I hate your son too. I hate you and your father!”

Lu Yeming’s eyes were bloodshot. That was his first child, and he had already lost his son before he had even experienced the joy of being a father.

His son was only six weeks old, just a little older. Their father and son were fated to have so much money, and his son was not even loved by his own mother.

She hated both father and son.

Lu yeming furrowed his handsome brows, and the huge hostility made his well-built chest rise and fall. He raised his hand and slapped Jun Xi Qing’s little face.

Bam! Jun Xi Qing’s entire face was smacked away.

The right side of her face was burning with pain. The dull pain burned into her heart, and blood started to flow from the corner of her mouth.

The air froze. It was dead silent.

After the slap, Lu Yeming’s large palm was trembling. He looked at the red and swollen palm print on her delicate skin.

He looked down at his own palm and then at Jun Xi Qing.

“Ha.”

Jun Xi Qing chuckled. She took two steps back and there was something in her small white hand.

Lu Yiming recognized it. He could tell at a glance that it was the porcelain person that he had given to her. It was the porcelain person of their family of three.

Jun Xi Qing looked at him with indifference, hatred, and disgust, “I want the Mu family to pay for the lives of my brother and sister Yu Tang. However, I hate you the most in the Lu family and the Mu family. I Won’t kill you. I want you to live well. I want you to live in pain for the rest of your life!”

Jun Xi Qing raised her hand and forcefully threw the porcelain person onto the ground.

“No...”

A word rolled out of Lu Yeming’s protruding throat. The next second, a crisp cracking sound rang in his ears. The porcelain person fell to the ground and shattered.

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Oh My, today is the first of February. It’s the 27th of the New Year. It’s the New Year. My Babies, in the new month, I strongly request for a recommendation ticket and a monthly pass. I love you all.