Chapter 329 Where Is the Injury?

She felt so wronged, her heart felt like being pricked by needles, the pain was riddled with holes, which echoed the red and swollen wound on her wrist.

Qian Duoduo lowered her head and glanced at her wrist. The white gauze was attached to her arm, faintly soaked with blood.

She was also injured... But Long Muchen didn't notice at all...

Qian Duoduo's eye sockets were instantly red, covered in mist, and her whole body froze in place, unable to move.

Long Muchen carried Zhaoyang out of the barrel, put her on his couch, covered her with a quilt, took a coat, put it on himself, and then ordered Han Tie to invite the imperial physician.

After Han Tie came in, he saw that the house was in a mess, and Qian Duoduo, like a child who had done something wrong, stood obediently at the door with his head down, without saying a word.

When he glanced away, he saw blood stains on her sleeves, and quickly exclaimed: "Miss Qian, why is your wrist injured? Please bear with it for a while, and I'll call the imperial doctor right away."

When Long Muchen heard this, he immediately turned around, ran to Qian Duoduo, picked up her wrist, and worried: "Where did you get hurt?"

However, the moment he raised his arm, Qian Duoduo took a step back as if electrocuted.

Then he tucked his wrist into his sleeve, and pressed it with the other hand, not letting Long Muchen look at it.

This small movement of hers made Long Muchen froze. He hurriedly raised his head, staring at the silent little woman in front of him.

She kept her head down, biting her lips fiercely, her cherry-like lips were almost bloodshot from her biting.

The eyelashes were curled and drooping on the eyelids, and a thin layer of mist flickered under the black and white eyes.

As if he might cry at any moment.

Especially when she stopped talking, unlike before, when she was wronged, she would lash out at him to settle accounts.

At this time, the girl is more like a delicate glass doll, pitiful and easily broken.

Long Muchen was flustered by her appearance, especially the bloodshot eyes on her wrist, which hurt his heart, as if being cut piece by piece by a knife.

How could she be hurt? How can it bleed?

By the way, he accidentally shook her hard just now, and her wrist hit the wooden barrel. Could it be that the skin was cut?

Long Muchen gritted his gums, thinking that her wound was broken by himself, he was suddenly speechless.

However, just now he was really impatient, afraid that she would kill Zhaoyang by mistake if she messed around for a while.

"Duo'er..." After a long while, Long Muchen called her hesitantly...

When Qian Duoduo heard Long Muchen calling her name gently like before, she bit her lips fiercely, raised her head stubbornly, and stared at the man in front of her eyes intently.

On the handsome face, the stern words just now were gone, but a distressed and worried expression.

Qian Duoduo watched him for a long time, forced back the tears in her eyes, lowered her eyelids, and looked away.

Then, with his head down, he tore off his small purse and handed it to Long Muchen.

"I'll give you this back...I'll try my best to collect the rest..."

Long Muchen didn't know what was in the purse at first, but he opened it and saw that it was a hundred thousand taels of silver bills, and his unique token of the King of Chen.

He held the purse tightly, and the color of his face gradually faded following what she said just now.