Su, even if Su Li was a murderer when she was a child, Feng Huaijin wouldn’t mind!
Because damn it, she was a life-saving benefactor.
Seventh Master Feng would not only not be afraid or worried about Su Li, but would be overjoyed and cherish her even more.
In an instant, Chu Lianxin wanted to slap herself; what nonsense was she spouting! This should have stayed in her stomach.
Chu Lianxin’s face turned pale, and she instantly realized that she had made a blunder, revealing everything in front of Feng Huaijin and getting slapped hard for it!
Chu Lianxin: "I... I... Mr. Qi... I..."
Chu Lianxin looked at Feng Huaijin’s increasingly cold gaze, as if she were in an ice cellar, and she regretted it so much that her intestines turned blue.
The world is so big, Hua Country is so big, how did Su Li get so lucky to save Seventh Master Feng when she was a child?
Chu Lianxin wanted to cry but had no tears, looking at Feng Huaijin and stamring, not knowing what to say.
Su Li lay on the hospital bed with her eyes closed, her voice carrying a slight hoarseness: "Get out!"
Chu Lianxin, scared, hurriedly crawled out of the ward and ran as fast as she could once outside.
If grandfather and grandmother knew that Su Li had saved Seventh Master Feng, what would their expressions be?
Chu Lianxin was terrified by the look in Feng Huaijin’s eyes just now, running swiftly through the hospital, accidentally bumping into a man’s arm and running off without apologizing.
Mu Shian frowned and said, "What kind of person is that? Bumps into soone and doesn’t apologize?"
Feng Ciye looked down at the flowers in his hand and said gently, "It was just a bump, I’m fine. Shi An, I can go up alone."
Mu Shian thought of Yan Le’s leg, said to be irrecoverable, and nodded, "I want to consult an orthopedic expert, so go on your own."
The ward was extrely quiet, the sll of disinfectant constantly drilling into the nostrils.
Su Li lay quietly on the ergency room bed, her hands and feet hidden under the blanket, her pale yet pretty face half-hidden, as if she were asleep.
Feng Huaijin stepped forward, standing half a ter away from the bed, staring intently at the half-exposed face of Su Li.
Feng Huaijin’s voice carried a slight hoarseness as he gently asked, "Are you feeling unwell?"
Could it be the onset of a fever?
She seed asleep, not responding with words.
Feng Huaijin stared closely at her eyebrows, noticing her slight eyebrow movent, instantly understanding that she was not asleep, just unwilling to speak.
Feng Huaijin crouched down, not getting closer to avoid passing on any coldness, saying, "Su Li, if you’re not asleep, open your eyes and look at ."
She was fine just a mont ago, but beca like this after Chu Lianxin visited.
A glint of thought flashed in Feng Huaijin’s eyes; he hadn’t said anything good for Chu Lianxin, so maybe it wasn’t his fault, but sothing Chu Lianxin... had said?
Feng Huaijin tentatively asked, "Su Li, do you rember anything from your childhood?"
A hoarse and soft voice ca from the bed: "I don’t rember."
She didn’t rember that incident, nor did she want to rember it.
Instantly, Feng Huaijin realized, to Su Li, the event he had always cherished and anticipated was actually painful.
Those eyes brought pain.
Su Li closed her eyes and said to herself, "They all say I’m a little monster, with monster eyes."
Since childhood, she had hated these eyes of hers, why were they so different from normal people? She didn’t dare tell others, fearing strange looks.
Thinking of the past, Su Li’s nose beca a bit sour.
Suddenly, Su Li felt a chill, an icy yet soft object gently fell on her eyes, "But I like them."
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