Huang turned away from her touch and said coldly: "No, I can do it myself."
Su Wanqing put down her hands in embarrassment, sat up, and looked at Hoshino Huang quietly.
He pulled off a piece of his shirt sleeve and strangled the wound. He moved swiftly and professionally, and stopped the bleeding almost instantly.
After the wound was taken care of, there was no words between the two of them, only the autumn breeze blew slowly by, brushing against her embarrassed face.
"Go back." He finally said.
She responded softly: "Yeah."
**.**.**.**.**
The afterglow of autumn fell into the glass window, falling on a man and woman sitting opposite each other, sipping English scented tea.
"Wan Qing, you don't seem to like talking very much." Luo Xichen asked tentatively.
Mechelle was silent, looking at the petals in the teacup with her eyebrows lowered.
"Wan Qing, how can I know what you mean if you don't answer me?" Luo Xichen stretched out his big hand anxiously, grabbed her folded small hands on the table, and said, "Mommy said she wants us to wait for ten days.
Engagement, do you agree?"
"Lucifer...love..." Mechelle murmured. These days, these are the only words she seems to be able to say.
No matter what he asked or said, she would either listen quietly or babble like a child.
"If you say you love me, does that mean you agree to be engaged to me?"
Luo Xichen looked happy, stood up, took the initiative to sit next to Mechelle, stretched out his long arms, and took her into his arms.
"Great, great. After we get engaged, and after Mommy's friend helps you heal your brain, we will officially get married."
The body of the little man in his arms trembled slightly, and even his little hands couldn't help but clenched.
Luo Xichen lowered his head and looked at her obedient look.
Ever since mommy found her friend to help Wan Qing see a doctor three days ago and used some strange methods and medicines, she has become like this.
But Mommy's friend said that Wan Qing's condition had obviously improved.
But Luo Xichen didn't understand how she improved. Not only was she more silent than before, but she still couldn't remember what happened the day before the next day.
"Eh? Wan Qing, why are the roots of your hair a little white?" Luo Xichen's icy eyes flashed and landed on Mechelle's head.
"Do you have white hair? Why are the roots of your hair white and yellow?" Thinking of this, Luo Xichen's heart rang with alarm. She must have been sick again, causing nutritional problems in her hair.
"Gray! Where's Gray?!"
Luo Xichen stood up, opened the door, and yelled outside: "Gray, come here quickly, something happened!"
Andrew's family's personal doctor heard the call and rushed over immediately.
Gray looked worried and asked, "Young Master, what happened? Are you feeling uncomfortable again?"
"It's not me, it's Wan Qing. She seems to have gray hair. Please help her take a look." Luo Xichen was quite worried.
"I see that she has taken a lot of medicine recently. Is it because the medicine prescribed to her by mommy's friend is toxic and will damage her body and cause her white hair to grow?"
"Young Master, don't worry, let me take a look first."
Gray frowned and walked towards Mechelle with a worried look on his face. He stretched out his hand and was about to touch her hair when she screamed and swatted it away in horror.