Chapter 32 His Arm

  Just then, Jane Eyre had fetched Mr. Rochester's medicine box and was bringing it to him.

  "In the study."

  The sound of footsteps and murmurs came from outside the door.

  "What? Where's he?" He heard Jane Eyre's puzzled voice.

  "In the bedroom." The housekeeper apparently saw the hidden door leading to the bedroom open.

  Everyone else was stationed outside the door, and only Jane Eyre, Xiao Mi, and the bookkeeper came in.

  Yin Sen swallowed a mouthful of saliva, wondering if he had been too slow earlier or if she had run too fast.

  It was actually several minutes faster than he had expected.

  "Yichen, is Uncle Wu okay?" Jian'ai asked anxiously as soon as she came in.

  "Master Yu, what's wrong with Master Dian?" Shu Guanjun asked anxiously as he saw Shu Yudian lying on the bed, his face pale.

  Xiao Mi walked over to Yin Sen's side and handed him the box she was carrying.

  This box was taken out from the dark compartment in the corridor.

  "As you can see, he fainted."

  Yin Sen put on a pair of gloves and said to Xiao Mi: "I'll take care of the left hand, you take care of the right hand."

  Yin Sen was extremely serious and professional as he cleaned the wound on his hand. It wasn't until the disinfectant poured onto his bloody and swollen injury that he let out a low cry of surprise.

  Only when he was in a state of unconsciousness did he yell out in pain, although very softly, but it was rare.

  Jane Eyre listened with intense anxiety beside him, immediately walked to the left, bent over, and stood by the bed.

  I had wanted to hold his hand, but it was already covered in wounds and bandages, with no place to touch, so I could only bend down and look at his pale face.

  She occasionally looked at Xiaomi and Yisen helping him treat his wounds, her heart felt like it was being grasped by someone with great force, this feeling was very unfamiliar, but she had no time to understand it now.

  "Brother Yu, Brother Yu..." The voice became choked with sobs.

  Tears fell from her eyes like a string of pearls and landed on his arm.

  Suddenly, Shu Yu's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and his tired eyes slowly opened, turning to look at her, hoarsely saying: "Fool."

  Before Jane could react, he fainted again.

  "Brother Yu..." Jane excitedly lifted her head to look at him, but saw that his eyes were closed, and said somewhat disappointedly. "Was it just my illusion earlier?"

  "Miss, it wasn't your imagination just now." The butler stood at the foot of the bed, conveniently able to see any movement.

  "What about him now..."

  "He fainted again." Yī Sēn slightly lifted the curtain, a flash of pain in his eyes, and without making a sound, he carefully helped him treat his wound.

  After processing, give him a suspension of antipyretic water and anti-inflammatory water.

  Yin Sen took off his medical gloves and threw them into the trash can before entering the bathroom to wash his hands.

  Jane came over, leaned against the door frame and curiously asked him: "Yi Sen, do you know how Yu Gege's hand was injured?"

  She was fine when I saw her at noon today, how did she wake up with an injured hand?

  Was it her doing?

  Jane lifted her slender fingers, slightly curved, and bowed her head to examine her fingernails.

  Her fingers were always kept short for convenient typing.

  Her fingernails are neatly trimmed, so she shouldn't hurt Brother Yu.

  Yin Sen raised her head, saw her self-examining action in the mirror, smiled slightly and deliberately teased: "Your fingernails are so short that you won't even get hurt if you pinch yourself."