Chapter 950: Face It Together 2

But now, Ye Yan could only watch Lan Qianyu quietly and could do nothing for her.

He was so weak now that he could not bear any blow. If he moved casually, his stomach would feel a sharp pain. If he accidentally let the wound worsen, the consequences would be disastrous, so he did not dare to show off.

Lan Qianyu was blowing her hair, her eyelids were blinking, and she dozed off in front of the dressing table.

Ye Yan looked very distressed and gently called out: "Qianyu, come to sleep."

"Yeah." Lan Qianyu responded and forced herself to continue blowing her hair.

Ye Yan sighed, retracted his gaze, and wanted to put the pillow for Lan Qianyu, but remembered that he had not taken the medicine for the evening, so he took the medicine on the bedside table and took it, then reached out to get the water cup, but found that the water cup was too far away, he couldn't reach it at all, leaned his body, wanted to sit up a little, but the wound hurt again, he gritted his teeth, and propped himself up to get the cup, but he accidentally knocked the cup to the ground...

The water in the cup was all spilled on the bed, and the cup rolled to the floor, and broke into pieces with a "bang".

"What's wrong?" Lan Qianyu hurried over to check, "Did you get burned?"

"I'm so useless..." Ye Yan looked at the glass fragments, feeling very depressed.

"Don't be like this, it's okay." Lan Qianyu took a towel to wipe the water on the quilt, "It's good that you didn't get burned, are you okay?"

Ye Yan lowered his head and remained silent.

"Call me if you want to drink water, don't move around by yourself in the future." Lan Qianyu poured Ye Yan half a cup of warm water again.

Ye Yan took it and took a sip, only to find that the medicine had already dissolved in his mouth, and the bitterness penetrated his heart and lungs, just like what he felt at the moment.

"Sit still, don't move, I'll clean up the glass pieces."

Lan Qianyu gave a warning and went to the bathroom, found a dry towel to wrap her hands, and picked up the glass fragments bit by bit into the trash can.

"I'm sorry, I didn't help at all, and I'm causing you trouble." Ye Yan was very ashamed.

"Don't say that." Lan Qianyu looked up at him, accidentally cut her finger, hissed, and instinctively threw away the glass fragments.

"What's wrong? Let me see." Ye Yan quickly grabbed her hand, cutting a wound of about two centimeters. He was distressed and put her finger in his mouth to suck.

"Don't do it, what if there are still glass fragments on the wound." Lan Qianyu wanted to retract her hand.

Ye Yan didn't listen to her and sucked all the dirty blood out before letting her out: "Go get the medicine box, I'll bandage you."

"It's just a minor injury, just put a band-aid on it later." Lan Qianyu smiled at him and squatted down to clean up, "You go to sleep first, don't worry, I'll clean up the things."

"Don't clean up, let the servants do it tomorrow." Ye Yan frowned.

Lan Qianyu didn't look up and continued to work: "How can this be done? Zhao Jun's two little maids are too busy to take care of so many people. We can't trouble them for such a small matter. I can clean it up myself, it will be done soon."

Soon, Lan Qianyu cleaned up the glass fragments, washed his hands, put on a band-aid, and then went to bed.

Ye Yan held her tightly in his arms, and murmured guiltily: "Qianyu, I'm sorry, I made you suffer."

"Silly, it's nothing." Lan Qianyu curled up in his arms, relying on him, "Do you remember? When I left you with Qianyi, my face was disfigured, and I lived with my mother and Qiao Qing in City C. Those days were really tormenting..."