Chapter 1192: If You're Scared Lean on Me

Ye Wanting looked at him with confusion for several glances.

She wanted to ask but didn’t know how to.

Suddenly, Yaen Chi raised his hand slightly.

Ye Wanting thought she had hurt him, quickly threw away the cotton swabs, held his hand with both hands, and asked with concern, “What’s wrong?

Did I hurt you?”

Yaen Chi leaned lazily against the handrail, his eyes half-lidded, he slightly squinted.

His lips curved into a smile, “Focus, brother’s hand is injured, truly injured, not painted on.

What are you looking at?

Do I have something on my face?”

Ye Wanting’s face turned crimson with embarrassment, she didn’t dare to meet his eyes, timidly lowered her head, and continued applying medicine to his wounds.

All his injuries were from fighting, some severe, some light.

It wouldn’t make sense to wrap them all in bandages.

Ye Wanting found some small pieces of gauze to cover the more severe injuries.

“Don’t get it wet, okay?”

Yaen Chi stared at her unwaveringly, he didn’t care about any pain, but when she looked up, his dark eyes veiled slightly, hiding the emotions in them completely.

He lifted his hand, moved it slightly, “Got it.”

Ye Wanting tidied up, wiped clean the medicine that dripped onto the floor with a few tissues.

Yaen Chi pulled her up.

“Have you eaten?”

“I had hot pot with Jiaojiao in the evening.”

After a pause, she asked, “Brother Chi, didn’t you eat?”

He tasted the random things that Nan Jiaojiao stuffed in, didn’t eat much, maybe he just didn’t feel like eating at that time.

“I’m hungry, come with me for something to eat.”

Ye Wanting hesitated, “There’s no one with Wu Xiao…”

“Let the nurse look after him, we’ll bring something back for him after we eat.”

She had no reason to refuse this time, picked up her things, and went out with him.

The hospital elevators always took a long time to arrive.

There were quite a few people waiting with them, and when one finally came, it was full.

Ye Wanting thought it’ll be alright even to stand in a corner, it was just for a while.

But Yaen Chi pulled her back, let others go in first, “Let’s take the stairs.”

Ye Wanting looked up at him, “It’s the third floor, can you manage?”

Yaen Chi chuckled, “Am I really that delicate?”

“I…

didn’t mean that.

Didn’t you hear that couple say the lights in the stairwell were broken?

And the bathroom next to the first-floor stairs has a strong smell.

You hate pungent odors.

So, I thought if we could take the elevator, we should squeeze in.”

Yaen Chi raised his eyebrows slightly, she noticed details he hadn’t paid attention to, and addressed them casually.

This touched him slightly, and he appeared more relaxed.

“No worries, just walk a bit faster.”

“Okay then, I’ll go first.”

Ye Wanting opened the door to the safety stairwell, looked back at him, and held the door open for him to enter.

This floor had lights; she quickly walked a few steps, looked down, and saw that the next floor was dark.

She took out her phone and turned on the flashlight.

She had lived in a dark villa for many years, so she quickly adapted to this level of darkness.

She feared Yaen Chi wouldn’t get used to it, so the closer they got to the dark areas, the closer she stayed to him, shining the light at his feet.

When they reached a corner, she forgot to step aside, almost pushing Yaen Chi against the wall.

As soon as she realized this, she tried to move away, but Yaen Chi pulled her back by the arm.

“If you’re scared, just lean on me.

I won’t laugh at you.”