The Cold-hearted CEO's Unwanted Bride
Chapter 259: Truly Her Good Daughter-in-Law!

Chapter 259: Chapter 259: Truly Her Good Daughter-in-Law!

"As long as he apologizes to Dad, it wouldn’t be a problem to send Yunshen to the hospital in a car, not just to see a doctor!"

When Qin Yan said this, it somehow sounded like a refusal.

Mrs. Bo’s face changed instantly, "Alright, alright, alright!"

"Qin Yan, you won’t listen to what I say, will you?"

"Do you think that, with Yuanshan backing you up, you can disregard everyone?"

Qin Yan paused.

"Mom, I didn’t mean that."

"You didn’t mean that?" Mrs. Bo scoffed coldly, "I think you’d rather Yunshen died in the study!"

"Qin Yan, I only agreed to your marriage because you said your marrow could save Yunshen!"

"But since you two entered, my Yunshen has been tortured by you endlessly, and I’m truly worried whether he can survive until leukemia..."

As Mrs. Bo spoke, tears streamed down her face.

Qin Yan tight-lipped, took the medical box from her hand, "Mom, I’ll go check on Yunshen, but I can’t guarantee that he’ll agree to let me dress his wound."

"Alright!"

Mrs. Bo’s eyes were severely sorrowful.

"Qin Yan, every time Yunshen gets hurt, it seems inseparable from you."

"I know you are capable of properly tending to Yunshen’s wound."

Qin Yan furrowed her brow, feeling that Mrs. Bo’s words were too forceful.

It was as if, if Yunshen’s wound wasn’t treated well, it was because she didn’t want to treat it.

Mrs. Bo didn’t care what Qin Yan thought, and forcefully handed the box to Qin Yan.

She stood to the right side of Qin Yan, pushing the medical box into her right hand with strength before withdrawing her force.

Qin Yan’s wrist hurt again, and she subconsciously loosened her grip, causing the medical box to fall to the ground. The alcohol, ointment, and gauze scattered all over the floor.

The noise was quite loud.

Mrs. Bo’s turn was stiff, and she turned around, looking incredulously at Qin Yan.

Her expression seemed to mistake Qin Yan’s intentions, and Qin Yan tried to explain:

"Mom..."

Mrs. Bo, grasping her chest as if in reflex, interrupted Qin Yan, "If you don’t want to dress Yunshen’s wound, just say it. Why would you throw the medical box intentionally?"

The container filled with alcohol shattered, the air filled with a dense, pungent odor, and Mrs. Bo’s face turned pale with a tinge of white.

Qin Yan instinctively touched her wrist and frowned slightly, saying in a low voice, "Mom, I really didn’t do it on purpose, my wrist..."

Mrs. Bo scoffed coldly.

"Qin Yan, can’t you think of a more reliable excuse? The Bo family’s general practitioner was hired by Yuanshan for a hefty sum!"

"Are you unaware of the Bo family’s situation?"

"That old doctor, proficient in traditional medicine, checked your hand and even felt your bones as soon as he entered!"

"It was just a slight bruise, why are you making a fuss?"

Mrs. Bo trembled all over.

Especially when Yunshen was smacked on the head with a plate by Yuanshan, blood streaming down, and the old man ignored his son’s predicament. Instead, he made a big fuss over a minor issue, calling the old doctor to check on Qin Yan’s bruised hand?

Qin Yan’s hand clenched involuntarily.

Unable to convince Mrs. Bo, Qin Yan simply squatted down, gathered the usable items scattered on the floor one by one, and placed them back in the medical box.

She picked it up with her left hand and silently entered the study.

Mrs. Bo’s body shook even more fiercely, her well-maintained face pale with anger.

She had always prided herself on her cultivation and manners, but Qin Yan’s provocation made her forget the good cultivation she had nurtured for many years, her hand tremblingly pointing at Qin Yan’s retreating figure.

"This, she is truly a good daughter-in-law!"

Mrs. Zhang opened her mouth, then closed it, but in the end, she couldn’t hold back and spoke a good word for Qin Yan:

"Madam, I just saw that the Fourth Young Madam’s face was very pale, and she also had cold sweat on her forehead, so..."

"Could what the Fourth Young Madam said be true?"

Qin Yan heard the conversation between Mrs. Bo and Mrs. Zhang, and even, the door to the study was open, Yunshen overheard the argument in the living room as well.

As soon as Qin Yan entered, Yunshen’s gaze immediately went to her face.

The lighting in the study was good, Qin Yan’s left hand carried a medical kit, it was hot in summer, Qin Yan wore thin clothing, her right wrist’s skin, pale as snow, visibly bruised, stark and jarring, seemingly swollen as well.

She walked towards him with light steps, her long hair cascading over her shoulders, like an orchid in a secluded valley.

The only thing marring her beauty was the cold sweat seeping from her forehead...

Yunshen’s gaze darkened.

Could it be that at the dinner table, Qin Yan wasn’t pretending?

Was her hand really uncomfortable?

Bah!

Qin Yan hated him to death; in his view, it could only be a deception, no other possibility!

Wasn’t Qin Yan a doctor herself? She loved herself too much, would she let herself suffer?

Besides, there was an old man in the old house as well!

Qin Yan must have been scheming, tormenting him incessantly!

With just a thought from Yunshen, Qin Yan had already approached, crouching down in front of him.

A faint, delicate fragrance from Qin Yan instantly spread to Yunshen’s nostrils.

Qin Yan didn’t bother greeting Yunshen, she directly pulled out a medical disinfectant wipe from the kit and wiped off the soup stains on Yunshen’s face.

The cool touch brought Yunshen abruptly back to reality.

Qin Yan held tweezers and an alcohol swab, leaning close to Yunshen.

Yunshen stepped back, avoiding Qin Yan’s actions.

"Yunshen?"

Yunshen’s gaze was icy cold.

The backlight made it seem as though all the light had shifted to his eyelashes, radiating brilliantly.

Though kneeling, the aura he exuded was tense yet somber, reminiscent of an ancient, lethargic yet poised king.

This evasion finally made Yunshen notice something unusual about Qin Yan.

The hand holding the tweezers shook violently, with fine tremors.

A hint of disdain dissipated from Yunshen’s eyes; he prided himself on having seen many people, enough not to confuse pretense with reality.

At the moment, however, Qin Yan was the one injured.

He found it difficult to assess whether Qin Yan was worth his concern, whether she was injured or not.

Since three years ago, Yunshen knew that Qin Yan was overly purposeful!

Even her own body might be part of her calculations.

His lips tightly pressed, his brows furrowed, his pupils as if soaked in ink, his gaze fixed intensely on Qin Yan.

Qin Yan’s hand relaxed slightly, her eyelashes fluttered, she forcibly endured the discomfort in her hand and spoke:

"Mr. Bo, your mother is still outside, your injury is severe, she’s very worried."

"I know you don’t like me, but at this time, no one else dares to come into the study except me, to tend to the wound on your head."