Xia Zhenai was startled, nervously clutching the lapel of his clothes, gritting her teeth: "You promise me, you can never go back on it!"
"I told you not to move!"
Xia Zhenai sighed inwardly. She really couldn't guarantee that he would not regret it if she asked him to agree under such circumstances. As long as he agreed, she would never let him give up easily again.
Leng Haoxuan hugged her with one hand, but did not dare to move for fear of making her wound deeper and more painful.
At this time, the doctor came in a hurry.
"Young Master, don't move, let me take a look at the young mistress's injuries."
Leng Haoxuan pursed his lips, and his whole body trembled slightly, as if he was about to collapse.
"Young Master, I'm afraid we need a clean place. I need to treat the wound immediately for Young Mistress." The doctor carefully observed Leng Haoxuan's face and said.
"Prepare the car immediately!" Leng Haoxuan growled coldly: "Go back to the villa!"
"Yes!" Qi Huan immediately turned around and walked out first.
Leng Haoxuan gently picked up Xia Zhenai and left the club.
The originally half-hour drive took us back to the villa in ten minutes.
Because there were many pieces of broken glass inserted into her back, Xia Zhenai could only lie down on the big bed. Her face became increasingly ugly, and even her clothes were soaked with cold sweat.
Leng Haoxuan took the scissors and carefully cut open her clothes. Even so, when she touched the wound slightly, her body still tensed up in pain.
When the clothes were cut open, her entire bruised and swollen back was exposed, which was shockingly dripping with blood.
Leng Haoxuan, who had always been calm and composed, did not dare to move easily when he saw this.
Even his hands began to tremble slightly from time to time.
Xia Zhenai felt something strange about Leng Haoxuan, pursed her pale lips, stretched out her hand to grab his arm, and gave him a reassuring smile: "I'm fine."
"Xia Zhenai, if you dare to move again, try it!" Leng Haoxuan's face was gloomy.
Qi Huan stood at the door and reminded: "Young Master, the female doctor is here."
Leng Haoxuan frowned and said coldly: "Disinfect her immediately. Don't get infected. She has tetanus!"
The female doctor hurriedly walked in with a medical kit, walked to the bedside, and said to Xia Zhenai: "Mrs. Leng, I need to help you pull out the glass now. Your back is seriously injured, and it may be very painful to pull it out."
, do I need to give you an anesthetic?"
Before Xia Zhenai could respond, Leng Haoxuan was the first to respond: "Need it!"
How could he let her endure even a trace of pain?
Xia Zhenai was afraid that Leng Haoxuan would take the opportunity to escape again when she was unconscious under anesthesia, but she firmly refused: "No need, too much anesthetic is bad for the body."
Leng Haoxuan tightened his jaw and sternly said: "Give her anesthesia so she can't hear it."
"I don't want it!" Xia Zhen said stubbornly.
The female doctor was at a loss.
"Xia Zhenai, when did you become so verbose?!" Leng Haoxuan's tone was depressing and heartbreaking.
Xia Zhenai gritted her teeth and gasped in pain but was very stubborn: "No matter how nagging I am, I can't be as cunning as you. You plan to escape while I'm anesthetized, right?"
Leng Haoxuan raised his eyebrows. He was so angry that he was about to vomit blood. He glared at the female doctor: "Why don't you do it quickly!"
The female doctor was helpless: "Then...need an anesthetic?"
"No need!" Xia Zhenai gritted her teeth.
The female doctor looked at Leng Haoxuan in embarrassment.
Leng Haoxuan shook his hands and said sternly: "Listen to her!"
After finishing speaking, he turned his back and walked to the window, staring at the night outside the window without saying a word, his eyes cold.
Leng Haoxuan heard Xia Zhenai's low groan of pain coming from behind him.
His complexion became increasingly ugly, and his whole body exuded a frightening cold air.
Until Xia Zhenai couldn't help but cry out in pain, Leng Haoxuan turned around coldly...