Chapter 94 - 94 Finished
Defrosting The Cold Young Master
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He didnât know what had come over him.
He had never felt such heartache for someone.
Seeing that child, with his pale face and tightly closed eyes, lying lifelessly in Ye Xingbeiâs arms, it was as if someone had viciously gouged a piece out of his heart. His heart was bleeding, wrenching his insides with pain.
Perhaps because this child was too reliant on him, too attached to him.
Upon seeing him, the child would call out âDad, Dad,â with eyes full of admiration and affection, as if he were his entire world, as if there was nothing to fear, even were the sky to fall.
Because he had his father.
Loved, trusted, and relied on by him in this way, he had deeply fallen for this child over these few short days.
It didnât matter if there was no blood relation, he just loved him.
Just seeing him brought joy, happiness, and the urge to cherish him at his heartâs tip.
But now, his precious darling, whom he wanted to cherish at his heartâs tip, had been severely bullied.
He had been brutally pushed away, sustaining a head injury that soaked his hair in blood.
He lay in front of him, eyes closed, appearing so weak as to wrench his insides together, causing an agonizing pain.
Gu Qingrun arrived promptly and, after conducting a simple inspection, reassured the nearly fainting Ye Xingbei, âYoung Madam, please donât worry. It appears to be just a concussion, heâs likely just unconscious for the moment. There shouldnât be an issue. I will dress Young Masterâs wounds first, then letâs get him to a hospital for a thorough examination.â
Head injuries can either be minor or severe.
Especially when it comes to the back of the head.
There are countless cases every year of people dying from falls or injuries to the back of their heads. More so when itâs just a small child, frail as delicate glass, Gu Qingrun dared not to be negligent.
Ye Xingbei was frightened out of her mind, she could only nod vigorously to whatever Gu Qingrun said.
Seeing Gu Qingrun finishing bandaging her sonâs wounds, she wanted to lift her son up, but she was too scared to stand, without any strength left.
Gu Junzhu bit his lip, silent, he took the little guy from her arms, and strode out.
When he passed by Xie Yunlin, he gave him a cold glance without saying a word. He then strode away with the little one in his arms.
Xie Yunlin was Senior Master Xieâs favorite among the younger generation.
He had been raised by Senior Master Xie since he was young, and was his hand-picked successor.
Xie Yunlin always thought that he had seen all sorts of tempests, that he could uphold his composure no matter the situation.
Yet that one glance from Gu Junzhu as he was leaving gave him the chills, made his scalp tingle, and cold sweat break out all over his body.
A thought suddenly flashed in his mind: Itâs over.
Xiang Bingzhi, itâs over.
Even with his grandfather and Senior Master Xiang as towering support, Xiang Bingzhi wouldnât get through this crisis.
Worse still, it could drag his aunt and uncle down into calamity with her.
Xie Yunlin clenched his fist, unable to hold himself back any longer. He quickly turned around and gave a vicious slap on Xiang Bingzhiâs face, who was just scrambling up from the ground, and raged, âIdiot!â
Gu Junzhu had kicked Xiang Bingzhi really hard, causing her to bleed and seemingly break her ribs.
Xiang Bingzhi was on the verge of passing out from pain.
She had barely climbed up when Xie Yunlinâs slap knocked her back to the ground. n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Furious to the point of going mad, she struggled to sit up from the ground, beating the floor while yelling, âXie Yunlin! Have you lost your mind? You dare to hit me! Iâm going to tell Grandpa about this, you actually dared to hit me!â