My Pregnant Contract Wife Ran Away from Me!
Chapter 105: Moved by Compassion

Chapter 105: Chapter 105: Moved by Compassion

Lu Jinglun listened as they discussed Fu Chenlie’s injury details in a back-and-forth exchange, grinning from ear to ear, and didn’t forget to mock, "Is this the first time Ah Lie has been injured by a woman in all these years? Little White Rabbit has truly set a record this time."

Wen Ran, "..."

Why did she feel that Lu Jinglun enjoyed schadenfreude so much?!

And, could he just shut up?

The more he talked, the angrier Fu Chenlie got. Once they left, she would be the one to suffer.

Wen Ran looked at Dr. Liang, "Dr. Liang, does my husband need to go to the hospital, or can you treat him here?"

"We can handle it here; I brought my tools."

"I appreciate it. Please try to be gentle when stitching him up, don’t hurt him."

When the words "don’t hurt him" reached Fu Chenlie’s ears, he frowned immediately and called out sharply, "Wen Ran!"

She promptly responded, "Husband, what’s wrong?"

"Go downstairs and pour some drinks for our guests."

"...Oh, okay."

After responding, she turned and went downstairs.

Dr. Liang looked at Fu Chenlie and smiled, shaking his head.

But Lu Jinglun was not as tactful or quiet, "Ah Lie, you’ve been married for a while now, haven’t you? Haven’t consummated the marriage with Little White Rabbit yet? What, planning to force it tonight and that’s why Little White Rabbit injured you?"

"Lu Jinglun, can you roll out of my house?"

"I was invited by your wife."

Dr. Liang played peacemaker, "Alright, let me treat Ah Lie’s wound first. We can chat about the jokes later."

...

Half an hour later, Fu Chenlie’s wound was treated.

Dr. Liang advised Wen Ran, "Keep his diet light for a while, no greasy or spicy foods, and be careful not to get the wound wet while bathing."

"I will remember, Dr. Liang, thank you."

"You’re welcome."

Lu Jinglun rested his hand on his chin, having heard Dr. Liang’s advice; he looked at Fu Chenlie, "Best to have Little White Rabbit help you shower; she’s so careful, won’t let the wound touch water."

Wen Ran felt awkward.

Who said she’d bath Fu Chenlie?!

Lu Jinglun really needed to learn to shut up.

Fu Chenlie looked at his wristwatch, issuing a dismissal, "It’s getting late, you all should leave."

Dr. Liang got up.

Lu Jinglun left with a simple "Okay."

Wen Ran thanked them again and then saw them out.

Once she closed the door and returned to the living room, she noticed Fu Chenlie’s deep and stern gaze on her, causing her steps to slow down.

But no matter how slow she was, eventually she had to face him.

Standing not far from him, she initiated this time, "That... it’s good Mr. Lu brought Dr. Liang, otherwise we wouldn’t know what might have happened to your wound."

In response, he questioned her displeasedly, "Who allowed you to call Lu Jinglun on your own initiative?"

"I saw the wound was quite severe while cleaning it and worried about you, afraid something might happen."

"Afraid?"

The man sneered coldly, "If you knew what fear was, you wouldn’t have thrown things at me."

Wen Ran, "..."

Her hands, hanging by her sides, were nervously clutching at the hem of her clothes, and she spoke in a meek, apologetic tone as if she were a schoolgirl who had made a mistake, "I’m sorry, I know I was wrong."

Watching her weak, pitiful, and helpless appearance, Fu Chenlie unexpectedly felt a touch of compassion.

He couldn’t help but doubt himself, had he gone mad or what?

He was the one injured, the one suffering!

Why couldn’t he muster any reproachful words as he watched her looking like this?