Chapter 288: Qian Ye got Injured (2)

Mo Fei nodded and said, “What you said makes sense, but I’m just a bit worried...”

“What worries you?” Mo Yi asked.

Mo Fei smiled bitterly and said, “I am afraid that when the time comes, the tiger king will aim at us when he finds no mating object.”

Mo Yi, “...”

“My crown princess, bad news!” A soldier came in, looking anxious.

“Bad news? What bad news?” Asked Mo Fei.

“In the beast tide just now, Childe Qian got injured.” said the soldier.

Mo Fei was surprised, quickly stood up and asked, “Childe Qian Ye got injured? Is it serious?”

The soldier hesitated for a bit and said, “Prince Yu said it’s some flesh wound, Zheng Xuan also said so, but...”

“But what?” Asked Mo Fei impatiently.

“But Childe Qian Ye cried so miserably in the house! Even worse than butchering a pig.” The soldier said stickily.

Mo Fei, “...”

Mo Yi looked over to him, “Young master, what do you say?”

“Since he still has the strength to shout even louder than butchering a pig, there should not be no problem! But anyway, we should go check on him, since the potions are all finished.” Mo Fei said.

Mo Yi nodded and said, “All right.”

Far away, Mo Fei could hear Qian Ye’s harsh screaming.

“Ouch, I’m badly hurt. What to do?”

“Ouch, my smooth and delicate skin. What if it leaves any scar?”

“Oh, my poor lot! I have no one to comfort me with such a heavy wound.”

...

Mo Yi glanced at Mo Fei, shrugged the shoulders, “Young master, it seems Childe Qian Ye couldn’t be better!”

Mo Fei nodded, and said, “Yeah, I think so, but since we are here, let’s go have a look.”

Qian Ye’s shouts lingered in everyone’s ears. Mo Fei went to the door and happened to hear Su Rong’s words, “Shout, shout, shout as loud as you can, but still no one will answer you.”

Qian Ye, “...”

Mo Fei, “...”

Hearing the footsteps, Su Rong, who was peeling an apple, turned back and looked toward the door.

“My crown princess, you are here!” Su Rong stood up and said respectfully.

Mo Fei nodded toward Su Rong and then said hesitantly. “Rongrong, how long have you been here?”n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

“For half a day. Qian Ye said he was a patient now and insisted that I stay here to take care of him.” Su Rong explained.

“Half a day! It’s really not easy for you! Are you all right?” Mo Fei asked concernedly.

Su Rong shook his head and said, “Nothing! I’m wearing earplugs. I just dropped them by accident.”

Mo Fei, “...”

Qian Ye angrily looked at Mo Fei, “Feifei, you have to make things clear! The injured person is me while you are asking Rongrong if he is all right?”

Mo Fei said disapprovingly, “I even don’t have to ask, and I know you’re okay.”

“Nonsense, I’m badly hurt. Look at my arm.” Qian Ye raised his arm and said in a menacing manner.

Qian Ye’s arm was wrapped in heavy bandages, which made it several times thicker.

Mo Fei was speechless, “Who wrapped it for you!”

Qian Ye then looked to Su Rong’s direction, while Su Rong’s face turned red, “My crown princess, I only bandaged him two layers, but, he said, I only gave him two layers, and didn’t care about him enough, so, I...”

Mo Fei, “...”

Mo Fei stepped forward and took off the bandages around Qian Ye’s arm one layer after another. After the bandages had been taken off, there revealed a cut about ten centimeters long.

Mo Fei looked at Qian Ye, “Just for such a small cut, you cried like butchering a pig???”

Qian Ye withdrew his hand, a bit embarrassed, “Well, it’s healing too fast. It used to have been this long!” Qian Ye used his hands to make a length of about 30 cm.

Holding his hands on hips, Su Rong snorted lightly, “Such a small wound. Aren’t you feeling ashamed? Are you even a man?”

Qian Ye wide opened his eyes, “Of course I am a man! How can you doubt about that? Do you want to have a taste? I am definitely a tough man!”

Su Rong said grumpily, “Since you are a man, you should know the scar is a man’s medal. Only such a small wound and you are making such a scene. Can’t you grow up?”

Qian Ye sighed and said, “Rongrong, you don’t understand! I’m not like other men.”

Su Rong squinted and asked, “Oh? What’s the difference?”

Qian Ye put on a serious face, “It’d cause a huge loss if I got injured.”

Su Rong said with a little puzzled tone, “A huge loss?”

Qian Ye nodded and said, “Yes! I once put a drop of my blood on a crystal pendant, the 30-star-coin pendant was auctioned at the price of 300 million, and this time I am so badly injured and lost so much blood. You can imagine how much star coins they are worth! Oh, my heart aches.”

Su Rong popped his eyes out.

Qian Ye looked toward Su Rong and asked, “Rongrong, what are you thinking?”

Su Rong chuckled and said, “I was thinking, how to let you bleed more?”

Qian Ye, “...”

Mo Fei looked at Su Rong eagerly, “Rongrong, I can find someone to help you press him down. When you sell his blood, let’s say fifty fifty, OK?”

Su Rong nodded, saying simply and neatly, “Deal.”

Qian Ye, “...” Whoops, these bastards are trying to sell his blood!