Falling in Love With My Arranged-Marriage Husband
Chapter 228: 202: Does It Hurt?

Chapter 228: Chapter 202: Does It Hurt?

Ji Sang repeatedly asked Fu Yisi not to be angry, but the man did not give a clear response.

“Let me see.”

Fu Yisi was already trying his best to control his voice. His Adam’s apple rolled up and down several times, and his gaze was so intense it was almost unbearable to look directly at him.

Ji Sang pursed her lips, slowly bringing out her left hand.

Finally, Fu Yisi understood why Ji Sang kept her hand behind her back all this time, not wanting him to see.

Because her entire left palm was wrapped in gauze.

The man’s gaze became utterly dark and cold as he reached out and grabbed Ji Sang’s wrist.

“How did this happen?”

Ji Sang’s left hand instinctively retracted a bit, but only for a moment. The strength of Fu Yisi’s grip prevented her from moving anymore. She raised her right hand and touched her nose.

“Just scraped it a little.”

“Scraped by what?”

Ji Sang spoke vaguely.

“Just broke some skin.”

“Ji Sang”

Fu Yisi lowered his voice.

“What scraped it.”

His words fell, and the force in his hand increased a bit—not enough to cause Ji Sang pain, but enough for her to genuinely feel his emotional turbulence.

Ji Sang’s long eyelashes trembled, and she looked up into Fu Yisi’s unfathomably deep eyes.

Knowing she couldn’t keep concealing it, Ji Sang averted her gaze, bowed her head, coughed softly, and her voice became very small.

“…A knife.”

At first, when the incident began, Ji Sang just quietly stayed alert, following behind until they strayed further and further off track until she heard a girl’s scream.

Ji Sang couldn’t think too much, consider whether or not the stalker had a weapon that could cause harm.

She couldn’t just stand by and watch.

She charged straight in.

But even though she had learned Taekwondo and was capable of taking down the stalker, it was somewhat unexpected when the person pulled out a knife and stabbed at her.

Ji Sang dodged with the quickest reflexes she had. It didn’t hit any vital parts, but the hand she used to block the knife naturally got cut.

She dodged quickly, and the wound wasn’t deep, but the knife was sharp, and with the swift swing, it almost slashed across her entire palm.

Blood flowed freely, and her whole left hand was smeared with red.

The sight was truly frightening, even the medical personnel who wrapped her hand were trembling.

But in fact, after cleaning off the bloodstains, the wound didn’t look as terrifying.

When he heard the word “knife,” Fu Yisi’s forehead twitched violently.

He couldn’t imagine what situation Ji Sang had been in when she confronted a stalker armed with a knife all by herself.

Just thinking about it made his chest tighten and his breath catch.

The entire palm was wrapped almost in a bandage; as a doctor, Fu Yisi knew very well how severe the wound was.

Fu Yisi’s voice was completely hoarse, and at some point, while gripping Ji Sang’s hand, it had begun to tremble slightly, he asked with some effort.

“Does it hurt?”

How could it not hurt?

She fought with a grown man; the force would not be small. Her hand was slashed by a cold and hard blade.

Ji Sang thought Fu Yisi would be very angry, but she didn’t expect to hear such words. A surgeon who wouldn’t shake during major surgery—now the back of his hand showed bulging veins and a slight tremble.

Just because of her.

Ji Sang took a deep breath, looked up at Fu Yisi, her smile especially bright.

“It doesn’t hurt. The wound really isn’t serious, I don’t feel much now.”

To prove the truth of her words, Ji Sang gently pried open Fu Yisi’s hand with her right hand, lifted her left hand and waved it in front of him.

“The nurse who wrapped it was too cautious; it’s not that severe.”

Fu Yisi’s heart ached as he caught her flailing hand.

“Don’t move, I’ll take a look when we get back.”

Ji Sang: …..

“Do we have to? It was just bandaged.”

“Be obedient.”

Fu Yisi gently brushed the area of Ji Sang’s face where a band-aid was stuck using the pad of his fingers.

“Let me take a look, otherwise I won’t be at ease, okay?”

“…Alright.”

Later she would have to change the dressing too; she couldn’t just run to the hospital because of this. Although she could do it herself, Fu Yisi would definitely not let her be in such a disheveled state.

He knew it was just a matter of time before he saw it.

“Does it hurt anywhere else?”

Ji Sang shook her head.

“No.”

Hearing this, Fu Yisi suddenly bent down, resting his forehead against Ji Sang’s, calling her name.

“Ji Sang.”

“Hmm?”

“Don’t do such dangerous things again in the future, okay?”

Even if it was an act of bravery.

He didn’t expect his wife to become a hero praised by others; he only hoped that she would always be well, staying far away from danger and injury. Far away from pain.

Ji Sang blinked and tilted her head.

“But I can’t just stand by and watch the world gain one more sad person.”

If she hadn’t stepped up, she wasn’t sure what would have happened to that girl.

But certainly, for that girl, it would have been a lifelong nightmare.

Fu Yisi had understood in his heart that Ji Sang would answer this way.

Because she is such a kind and hardworking person who loves this world through photography.

Whether it’s good or evil, she would choose to face it actively.

But….

“Then, if you encounter such a situation again, can you make sure not to hurt yourself, okay?”

He believed that if she had spoken out to warn at the beginning of that situation, the subsequent events would not have occurred.

It’s just that, the stalker would not have been caught.

Ji Sang nodded slightly.

“Actually, I was a bit impulsive today too. It was the first time I encountered such a situation, I should have called the police after I noticed.”

Fu Yisi didn’t continue further, he let go of Ji Sang and then planted a kiss on her forehead.

It was light yet seemed to carry much weight.

When he received a call from the police station at the hospital, he remembered very clearly that his heartbeat skipped a beat.

“Hey, Fu Yisi, I forgot something very important.”

“Hmm?”

“The phone you gave me – I smashed it.”

Fu Yisi raised his hand and fondly ruffled Ji Sang’s hair, his tone affectionate.

“Then I’ll give you another one.”

…

It was already 7:30 when they left the police station. The plan to go home and cook dinner had also been disrupted.

Fu Yisi glanced at Ji Sang sitting in the passenger seat during a red light, his brows slightly furrowed.

“Does your stomach hurt?”

Ji Sang shook her head.

“No, I had afternoon tea and some pastries today.”

The man’s hand paused on the steering wheel, and only then did he remember that Ji Sang was somewhat unusual today.

Usually not fond of makeup, she had a bare face at home, and only wore light makeup to work and social events, but today’s makeup seemed a bit too delicate.

“With Su Ge?”

After saying that, the man felt it was wrong. According to their relationship, Ji Sang would definitely choose to meet in the most comfortable state.

So…

Was the person she met today more important?

With this thought, Fu Yisi’s finely shaped eyebrows were already furrowed.

Who exactly was it that made her take it so seriously?