When the people on the side saw this, they immediately gasped, "Your Highness, Mr. Lien, he..."
"Hurry up and call the doctor," Leng Ling's thin lips tightened. He quickly walked to the bed to check on Li En's condition.
The clear and transparent pupils reflected the man lying on the bed, his tough face extremely pale. At this moment, he was frowning in pain, with traces of bright red dripping from the corners of his mouth.
The white sheets were stained with blood, blooming like blood-colored flowers, alluring and frightening.
"Lean, wake up."
A nice voice softly called the man who was immersed in pain. After his slightly cold fingertips touched the other person's cheek, he retracted his hand reflexively.
So hot!
"Well..." The man opened his eyes in discomfort, and his dilated pupils became slightly clearer when he saw the person in front of him clearly, "Ling, why are you here..."
He wanted to stand up, but Leng Ling held his shoulders down, "Don't move, you are very sick, the doctor will be here soon."
Li En reluctantly raised the corner of his mouth and said nonchalantly, "I'm fine... I just feel a little dizzy..."
"You vomited blood and you still said you're fine?"
Lean shrugged nonchalantly, "I didn't take any medicine yesterday..."
With a cold voice filled with irresistible force, Leng Ling ordered, "You said you would always stay with me, and I won't allow anything to happen to you."
The firm words were loud and clear, tapping into Li En's heart. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and raised his eyes evilly, "Of course nothing will happen. I'm still waiting to hug you."
His lake-like eyes were a little darker. Just as Leng Ling was about to speak, Lance's voice came over, "Your Highness, the doctor is here."
Leng Ling nodded lightly, stood up from the bed and asked the doctor to come over.
The doctor put on a stethoscope and carefully examined Lean's condition while Leng Ling watched, and then said, "Mr. Lean developed symptoms of infection and fever because his previous injuries had not healed and he was tired."
"Is it life-threatening?"
The doctor's expression was very serious, "Although the injury is not very serious, Mr. Lean must rest assured and cooperate with the treatment. Otherwise, there will be sequelae, and it will be difficult to tell when the time comes."
"Your Highness, that man is crazy again! He is clamoring to see you, and we can't stop him!"
Leng Lingying's sharp eyebrows frowned slightly, and her tone was calm and firm, "You must cure him. He is very important to me and to Lansen."
"I certainly will."
Leng Ling turned his head slightly and stared at the man sitting on the bed, his eyes soft, "You rest here, I will come back later."
Lean responded solemnly, "Yes."
As soon as Leng Ling walked out of the room, Lance immediately came to greet him. Qingjun's face was anxious, "Your Highness, that man refused to take a shower. He said he must see you, and... and he..."
As he talked, Lance began to hesitate.
Leng Ling walked toward the bathroom, "Go on."
"He wants you to give him a bath yourself."
Ru Shui's eyes did not change at all. After pondering for a moment, Leng Ling said calmly, "I understand."
Seeing the other party's indifferent reaction, Lance was really angry, "Your Highness, this man has gone too far. He made such an unreasonable request. People like him should be sent directly to a lunatic asylum!"
Leng Ling glanced at Lance but didn't respond.
There were still more than ten meters away from the bathroom, and a roar came intermittently, "Where is Lei? Where has Lei gone?"
"Sir, please calm down. His Highness has important matters and cannot come over for the time being..."
"No, I want thunder!"
The man's voice was close to crying, mixed with the servant's persuasive voice from time to time, creating a commotion.
A hint of sadness flashed across Leng Ling's handsome face. He quickened his pace and approached the bathroom. When he reached the door, he was about to push them away, but was stopped by Lance.
"Your Highness, do you really want to give him a bath?"
Leng Ling listened to the man's cry with deep longing, and his calm eyes were indifferent, "He is a poor father who lost his son because of the war. If what I have done can alleviate the pain in his heart,
I would be happy to do that.”
Lance shook his head desperately, "But he is so filthy, how could he dirty your pure body?"
"Spiritual filth is far more terrible than physical filth. I don't think this will dirty my body."
Lance was secretly shocked. He didn't understand what Leng Ling meant. The only thought in his mind right now was to prevent Leng Ling from touching that dirty man. "No, I will never let your body be harmed."
Contamination of anything!”
The dark eyes flashed, and the metallic voice became a little stronger, "Get out of the way, this is an order."
"Sir, are you okay?"
A low cry came from the bathroom, and Leng Ling pushed Lance aside without thinking and pushed the door in.
In the foggy bathroom, the man stood naked in the bathtub, shouting loudly, "You all go away, I want to see Lei! I want Lei to help me take a bath!"
"His Highness has something important to do. You can see him after you take a shower."
"No! I want to see Lei. He is my son. I won't take a shower without seeing him!"
The marble floor was extremely slippery due to the water mist, and the high black military boots made a sharp "squeak" sound when they stepped on the ground.
Leng Ling walked to the bathtub in a few steps, with a peaceful smile on her pale cheeks, "Dad, let me help you take a bath."
The man's wet body hugged Leng Ling fiercely, crying with tears streaming down his face, "Lei, you're here! Dad thought you were going to abandon me again!"
Leng Ling patted the man's exposed back and reassured, "No, I just had something to do so I'm late." He motioned the two servants to leave with his eyes, "I'll help you take a bath, just like you helped me when I was a kid.
Just like taking a shower.”
A trace of imperceptible complexity flashed through the man's cloudy eyes, but he quickly returned to his previous state, "Okay, just like when I was a child."
Leng Ling helped the man sit in the bathtub. He dipped his white hands into the hot water and gently rubbed the man's skin. Then he squeezed some shower gel into the palm of his hand and spread it evenly on his back.
The pale cheeks were slightly red due to the effect of the steam, and the beautiful eyes like obsidian were slightly moist. Leng Ling had a smile on his lips and concentrated on taking a bath for the man. The atmosphere between the two was as if they were a real couple.
The same as father and son.
Lance stood at the door of the bathroom, silently watching the scene in front of him, his heart was truly shocked.
What have I been doing all this time? This man loves the people of Lansen so deeply. How can I question him like this?
The man's mood calmed down. He leaned in the bathtub and slowly said, "Lei, do you still remember the nursery rhymes your father sang to you when you were a child?"
