Chapter 21: 021 Am I very vicious, aren’t I?
Isolated from the world, she was the only one left in the empty infirmary.
She slowly closed her eyes, her brows revealing an undeniable weakness and powerlessness.
The physical exertion she had just endured only exacerbated her weakened state, causing her to reach up to rub the throbbing pain at her temples. Her other hand, dangling at her side, began to slowly redden with fresh blood.
The crimson blood dripped slowly from her slender fingertips, forming shimmering ripples on the floor.
Su Ran was completely unaware.
After a while, she opened her eyes and saw a figure standing at the door, silhouetted against the light. She paused slightly and subconsciously stood up.
The tall and straight figure approached slowly, and the man’s stunning face came into view.
“You… why have you come?”
The man’s features were deep-set and cool, his face sculpted with precision, his demeanor noble and elegant. Every gesture he made carried an intense sense of oppression. His deep eyes held an aloof distance, and his entire being projected an air of abstinent laziness, cold yet profound.
At first glance, Su Ran felt that the man before her was extremely dangerous.
She found him to be even more terrifying than usual!
He emanated an aura that screamed ‘keep out’, his bottomless black eyes filled with a flowing coldness.
Fu Qiyuan’s deep eyes landed on Su Ran’s beautifully pale face, a slight flicker in his gaze as the coldness receded.
“I came to see how you are.”
He spoke slowly, deliberately keeping his voice low and gentle.
Su Ran hesitated, understanding in her heart, and she nonchalantly shook her head.
“I’m quite vicious, aren’t I?”
They were all intelligent people. He must have seen what had just happened!
“Do you have some misunderstanding about those two words?”
He wished she would say it.
If that woman wanted to die, he wouldn’t mind granting her wish.
Fu Qiyuan glanced at her, then took her left hand that was hanging at her side. The blood on her fingers had begun to coagulate.
A hint of coolness flashed through his inscrutable eyes.
Su Ran looked up, meeting his deep and gentle eyes, and her heartbeat skipped a beat.
Looking down, she noticed her hand covered in blood.
It must have been from when the needle was removed too forcefully, but because she hadn’t felt any pain, she hadn’t paid much attention.
When had she last experienced such tender warmth and concern?
Su Ran withdrew her hand, her head lowered.
“It’s just a small injury, it’s nothing.”
Watching the girl’s nonchalant and accustomed demeanor, something bittersweet tugged at Fu Qiyuan’s heart, and his usually cold eyes softened slightly.
“You are clearly hurt. Why do you always say it’s okay?”
His deep and pleasant voice carried a hint of disapproval.
“Where is your attendant?”
The voice that was gentle moments ago suddenly turned icy, causing Su Ran to shiver. She hurriedly said,
“I asled her to leave. I’m not too comfortable with strangers around.”
Su Ran gave a slight nod.
Hearing this, Fu Qiyuan’s eyes narrowed slightly, a barely detectable smile flickering through his deep gaze.
He walked to the bedside and pressed the call button; the nurse quickly brought the items he needed.
“Come here and sit properly.”
Su Ran was slightly startled, “There’s really no need, I…”
But the man didn’t want to hear her refusal. He pulled her up and pressed her into the sofa.
“This might hurt a bit, bear with it,” he said, his cotton swab dampened with alcohol.
Fu Qiyuan was focused and careful.
Before Su Ran could even catch her breath, the man suddenly lifted the wrist of her right hand.
PS: Running a high fever can really make you not feel pain. The author once had a high fever and didn’t feel a thing while getting an IV.