Lin Xinlan was frightened when she heard this, and her face turned pale.
It turned out that he was not going on a business trip, but to do something dangerous.
No wonder he had to delay his return for three days because he was injured...
"Rong Shaoze didn't let us tell you this because he was afraid that you would worry. Don't blame him, he also wants to find your child as soon as possible."
Lin Xinlan walked to the bed and sat down, looked at Rong Shaoze's sleeping face, and smiled: "How can I blame him? No matter what he does, I can understand it."
Tao Hua breathed a sigh of relief, "It's best if you think so. Let him take these medicines when he wakes up later. I'll leave first. Call me if you need anything."
"Where is his wound?"
"Chest."
"Thank you."
Tao Hua left, and Lin Xinlan put her hand into the quilt, slowly inserted it from his clothes, and touched his muscular skin.
She groped with her fingers and finally found a pill a few centimeters close to his heart.
Just a little bit away, the bullet will hit his heart...
If he died, she couldn't imagine how sad she would be.
Rong Shaoze, you idiot, why didn’t you investigate clearly before taking action?
Do you know that your recklessness almost killed you...
Lin Xinlan lowered her eyes slightly, with a tear falling from her eyes.
When Rong Shaoze woke up, he saw Lin Xinlan coming in with a bowl of porridge.
She sat down next to him and said calmly: "Get up and eat something. You haven't eaten anything for a day."
Rong Shaoze knew that he was sick.
He stood up and smiled sheepishly: "Xinlan, I made you worry."
Ruby Lin also laughed: "It's just a little cold, nothing to worry about, just eat the porridge."
The man was leaning against the bedside, feeling a little weak because he had been ill.
Lin Xinlan took the initiative to scoop a spoonful of porridge and feed it to him. He opened his mouth and ate it with great enjoyment.
"You did this?"
"Yeah." Lin Xinlan scooped another spoonful and fed it to him.
"Didn't I tell you not to go into the kitchen again? You can leave these things to the servants. What if you get tired?" Rong Shaoze said to her with concern.
Lin Xinlan lowered her eyes and said calmly: "All I can do now is make some porridge for you, and I can't do anything else. Besides, I don't feel at ease if I let others do it."
Rong Shaoze's eyes flashed slightly, and he felt moved in his heart.
"Xinlan, you are so kind to me."
"Really, but I feel that I am not good enough to you at all." Lin Xinlan still said lightly.
The man frowned slightly: "What's wrong with you? Are you worried?"
"No."
"Don't lie to me, I can see it. Tell me, what happened?" Rong Shaoze asked worriedly.
Lin Xinlan continued to feed him, "Hurry up and finish the porridge. It will be cold for a while and you won't be able to eat it."
"Tell me first..."
"Finish the porridge!"
"..." Rong Shaoze had no choice but to finish the porridge first.
He stared at Lin Xinlan's expression. Her face was pale, her eyes were calm, and nothing could be seen.
When he finished eating, he couldn't wait to ask her.
Lin Xinlan put the bowl aside and sighed: "Where did you get the gunshot wound on your chest?"
Rong Shaoze's face changed slightly, he pursed his thin lips slightly and said in a deep voice: "Have you seen everything?"
"I know everything." Lin Xinlan looked directly into his eyes calmly.