novelraw Chapter 281 I Love Her (7)
Chapter 281 I Love Her (7)
Fortunately, before coming over, Qin Zhaoran got a brief understanding of the situation from Yan Jiu, so he came prepared.Two hours later, they finally managed to treat Fu Nancheng’s leg.
Qiao Mo only felt a taut nerve relax, suddenly overwhelmed with exhaustion.
"Hers." Fu Nancheng frowned and sat up. Although his complexion was still pale, it was much better than before.
Even though he hadn’t said a word due to Qiao Mo’s slap, he was ultimately worried about Qiao Mo’s injury.
This time Qiao Mo didn’t refuse; without Qin Zhaoran having to do it, she cut open her own pant leg.
It seemed that because the blood on her leg had already coagulated, it stuck to the skin and wound. With a slight movement, she broke out in a cold sweat from the pain.
Her two slender, fair calves were also bruised, but compared to Fu Nancheng’s, there was less blood yet quite a bit more swelling.
Fu Nancheng frowned, his expression somewhat grim.
Qiao Mo, on the other hand, seemed fine, after all, in her view, the man who acted at first did not intend to break her leg with a single blow.
Qin Zhaoran crouched down and took her calf in his hand, preparing to check her bones.
But just as his large hand fell on her calf, he felt a chilling gaze land on top of his head.
Frowning, he looked up.
And met Fu Nancheng’s murderous gaze.
The two men exchanged a silent stare.
Does he want me to check it or not?
Don’t you dare touch my woman!
If you can, then do it yourself?
...
Qiao Mo’s gaze was originally on her own leg, but she noticed Qin Zhaoran wasn’t moving.
She looked up slightly and saw him making eye contact with Fu Nancheng.
She followed his gaze and asked softly, "What’s wrong?"
"Nothing," Fu Nancheng said with some frustration, but once his gaze landed on Qin Zhaoran’s hand, his face turned significantly more grim.
Yan Jiu, sitting on the opposite sofa with one leg over the other, watched the scene unfold like a good show, finally breaking into a world-shaking smile.
Qin Zhaoran withdrew his gaze and carefully examined Qiao Mo’s calf.
His large hand kneaded her leg continuously, Qiao Mo frowned, biting her lip lightly.
"Uh..."
Perhaps because a wound was touched, a stabbing pain surged through.
Instinctively, Qiao Mo uttered a sound, withdrawing her leg slightly, a thin layer of sweat seeping from her forehead.
Beside her, Fu Nancheng also furrowed his brow in concern and snapped at Qin Zhaoran, "Be gentler!"
Qin Zhaoran looked up at the heavily injured man, a flash of disdain passing through his eyes behind his glasses.
He must have owed him in a past life!
Fu Nancheng fully accepted his disdain.
Resigned, Qin Zhaoran meticulously checked Qiao Mo’s leg again, his large hand squeezing her leg for quite some time.
As time ticked by, nearly ten minutes passed, and Qin Zhaoran was still feeling around Qiao Mo’s legs.
Fu Nancheng’s face grew darker and darker!
He felt this jerk must be doing it deliberately!
Seeing that if he touched any further someone would flip out, Qin Zhaoran finally withdrew his hand and stood up.
"How is it?"
"It’s not easy to determine for now."
Fu Nancheng’s gaze bore into him, practically murderous and sinister.
Not easy to determine after all that touching?
Looking innocent, Qin Zhaoran adjusted his glasses. Your woman’s leg is swollen like a radish, you think I enjoy touching it?
Hmph!
Fu Nancheng shifted his gaze, looking again at Qiao Mo’s calf.
He had to admit that although Qiao Mo’s injury wasn’t as severe as his, it was far more excessively swollen!