The Ice King's Little Trouble Maker-Chapter 623 - 585: Mutual Displeasure
After receiving a call from Yan Ting, Qiao Yuxian barely had time to change out of the blood-stained shirt before rushing to his room to find him.
Upon reaching the floor where Yan Ting was, the hotel manager was already waiting with a room card at the elevator.
Gu Yanjing had Chu Zhengran call him over.
Qiao Yuxian took the room card, thanked him, walked to Yan Ting’s room door, and opened it.
"Brother." Qiao Yuxian entered the room and called out to him.
Gu Yanjing followed behind her.
Listening to her anxious voice.
For the first time, he felt the importance of Yan Ting to her.
Qiao Yuxian headed straight for the bedroom, but she stopped in the living room.
Yan Ting was leaning back on the sofa with his eyes closed.
Wearing soft loungewear, his left shoulder was stained red, his head was tilted back, and water was dripping from the ends of his hair.
His face was terribly pale.
Qiao Yuxian was stunned for a moment looking at him, then hurried over: "Brother."
Yan Ting heard the voice and looked up at her.
But after glancing at her, his gaze shifted beyond her to Gu Yanjing.
The originally weak eyes gradually turned somewhat sinister.
Gu Yanjing looked at him indifferently.
Qiao Yuxian stepped forward, surprised: "Are you okay?"
Yan Ting withdrew his gaze and looked at her, his voice hoarse almost to the point of being inaudible: "Why did you bring him here?"
"I couldn’t handle it alone, could I?" Qiao Yuxian glanced at the blood on his shoulder, "What if you had fainted on the floor by the time I came in? On the phone, it sounded like you were about to ascend to heaven any second."
"Even two of me you could handle." Yan Ting said weakly.
"Don’t talk nonsense. Get up, let’s go to the hospital." Qiao Yuxian said.
"Tsk." Yan Ting frowned, not moving, "Hold back the swearing."
"It’s already said, can’t hold it back." Qiao Yuxian said, "Get up."
Yan Ting looked at her with heavy eyelids, then sighed, "I’m a patient now, give me a hand. I’m running a fever of forty degrees."
Qiao Yuxian was at a loss for words for a moment and hurried to help him.
But before she could touch him, Gu Yanjing had already grasped Yan Ting’s arm.
Yan Ting’s expression turned fierce as he looked at him.
Gu Yanjing looked at him and said: "Can you walk? Do you need me to get you a stretcher?"
Yan Ting looked at him without speaking.
Seeing his silence, Gu Yanjing directly pulled him up by the wrist.
"Damn!" Yan Ting staggered on his feet.
Qiao Yuxian said: "Hey! No swearing."
"You just did. I’m just echoing." Yan Ting tried to shake off Gu Yanjing’s hand, "Let go, I can walk by myself."
Gu Yanjing released his hand.
Just as Yan Ting was forcefully withdrawing his hand, he staggered due to the sudden release.
Gu Yanjing supported him again: "Are we going or not?"
Yan Ting glared at him.
Gu Yanjing’s expression remained calm, without any fluctuations.
Yan Ting was nearly losing his temper, but Gu Yanjing wouldn’t take the bait, treating him as if he were invisible.
Yan Ting was even more irritated.
"Let’s go, if you delay any longer, I fear you’ll burn out," Qiao Yuxian pushed him.
Yan Ting took a deep breath but ultimately didn’t say anything as he was led away by Gu Yanjing.
Heading out the door, Qiao Yuxian tossed a towel onto his head: "Are you crazy? Having such a high fever and yet took a shower, with your hair still wet."
"I was uncomfortable from the fever, needed to cool down." Yan Ting said hoarsely.
"Your cooling method is really something." Qiao Yuxian went to press the elevator.
Yan Ting and Gu Yanjing were at each other’s throats behind her, neither giving in.
When Qiao Yuxian turned her head, she noticed nothing peculiar between the two.
In the car.
Gu Yanjing and Yan Ting sat in the back.
Qiao Yuxian sat in the passenger seat.
The driver started the car.
Yan Ting turned his face to look outside, wiping his hair with irritation.
Gu Yanjing was looking in the other direction.
The car was filled with a strange atmosphere. 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂
This strange atmosphere seemed to be like thorns, pricking at Qiao Yuxian.
She sat for a while before looking back at the two of them, paused and said: "Do you want me to introduce you to each other?"
Yan Ting said: "No need."
"No need." Gu Yanjing said.
"I don’t want to know him." Yan Ting said hoarsely with irritation.
Gu Yanjing remained silent.
His silent and cold refusal to get acquainted was even more pronounced than Yan Ting’s verbal one.
Qiao Yuxian looked at the two of them, thinking: What’s going on?
Do they just dislike each other so?
Is it that much?
What’s the matter?
Looking at them, seeing they had no intention to speak, she turned back and remained silent as well.
The hospital was already informed in advance.
Upon reaching the hospital, they went directly to the surgery department.
They took blood tests and treated the wounds.
Yan Ting tore off his clothing again.
When the wound was exposed, Qiao Yuxian was startled.
More severe than last time when she dressed the wound.
It was even festering.
"How did it get this serious?" Qiao Yuxian frowned and asked.
"Who knows?" Yan Ting’s voice was hoarser, "Since you handled it, it became like this."
Qiao Yuxian watched the doctor treat his wound without speaking.
Gu Yanjing watched Qiao Yuxian worry with guilt.
Yan Ting lowered his gaze, his eyelids heavy as if weighed down by mountains, feeling as if he could fall unconscious any second.
But he didn’t hear Qiao Yuxian speak and looked up at her again.
Seeing her silent, he said: "Sister."
Gu Yanjing’s eyelashes fluttered slightly.
Qiao Yuxian responded very softly: "Mm."
"Are you two years old? Believing everything I say." Yan Ting said, "I showered and got water on it, and didn’t treat it, so it got worse."
Qiao Yuxian paused for a moment, "Didn’t I tell you to be careful?"
"I was careful, just not careful enough." Yan Ting said.
"You’re all grown up, is it so hard to keep a wound dry?" Qiao Yuxian asked.
"You’re all grown up, is it so hard to attend to a patient’s emotions?" Yan Ting mimicked her tone.
"Very hard." Qiao Yuxian quickly responded.
Yan Ting: "......"
"If it gets any worse, we should just be thankful if you don’t lose the arm." Qiao Yuxian said.
The doctor treating the wound remained silent, like an invisible person.
"Don’t be disrespectful, I’m your brother and a patient." Yan Ting said.
Qiao Yuxian shut her mouth and said no more.
Yan Ting glanced at him before lowering his gaze again.
It took a while to treat the wound, and Yan Ting remained silent throughout. Once done, he was admitted and started on an IV, and soon fell asleep.
While he slept, Qiao Yuxian went to check on Chen Xi’s condition.
Chen Xi was out of surgery and sent to the ICU.
The nail wasn’t very deep but was near the heart, so further observation was needed.
After inquiring about Chen Xi, Gu Yanjing took Qiao Yuxian to have breakfast.
Sitting in a breakfast shop, Qiao Yuxian took a couple of sips of congee, then stirred it absentmindedly without eating further.
Gu Yanjing placed some digestive aids on a small plate beside her and asked: "What’s wrong?"
Qiao Yuxian looked at him, "You saw Yan Ting’s wound as well, right?"
"Yes." Gu Yanjing said.
"The wound has tears, like it started to heal and then was torn open again." Qiao Yuxian said glumly.
Gu Yanjing remained silent, looking at her.
"So you saw it too." Qiao Yuxian sighed, "Under what circumstances would this tearing occur?"
Gu Yanjing said: "Intense movement or..."
He didn’t continue.
Qiao Yuxian said: "If it was really due to intense movement, he would have told me. Whether it was from moving or some fight."
"Or," Gu Yanjing spoke softly, "he might have torn the wound open himself."
