Chapter 1071: How are your injuries?

arms woke up crying suddenly, perhaps because the cramped space of the fighter jet was oppressive, or maybe it was a telepathic connection between father and son. He clutched Tang Yucheng's clothes t...Chapter 1071: How are your injuries

Wen Ping Sheng took a few photos and posted them to their Wen family group, saying they were having supper.

The first thought of the people in the Wen family after seeing these photos: hungry, and even want to order a few takeout.

Because her hand was injured, Yisheng sat beside her and helped peel the little lobster shells. After peeling them, she put the shrimp into a dish in front of her.

The chilled crayfish was tender, juicy, and firm. Dipping it in his special sauce was simply unforgettable. Wen Ping Sheng enjoyed each bite while pretending to be regretful, saying, "Eating crayfish without peeling the shells yourself is soulless."

"…" Yisheng fell silent for a few seconds, then said in a calm voice, "Fine, your hand isn't seriously injured. Peel the shrimp shells yourself."

After finishing his explanation, he dipped the peeled little lobster in sauce and popped it into his mouth.

"" Wen Ping Sheng.

She sat still, her eyes fixed on him without blinking.

Yi Sheng feigned confusion and met her gaze, "What's wrong"

"My hand hurts," she said with a pitiful expression.

"Shrimp without a soul, would you eat it" he asked.

"I never said I wouldn't eat it. I just said that the crayfish has no soul."

He looked at her putting on a deliberately pitiful act, and he couldn't help but smile.

He shelled some shrimp for her. Yisheng glanced at the time, his soup should be ready, so he got up and walked into the kitchen to bring out the soup.

"It smells so good, what is it" Wen Ping Sheng took a deep breath.

"Soup."

He placed the clay pot for cooking soup on the dining table, took off the bowl and spoon from atop the lid, and calmly ladled a bowl of soup for her.

"Aren't you drinking" she asked.

"Drink this first," Yisheng placed the bowl of hot soup in front of her. "It's very hot, wait a while before drinking."

Then continue to shell the small lobsters.

He cleaned the small lobsters very thoroughly and removed their heads. The broth for the garlic butter lobster was particularly fragrant and savory. While eating, Wen Ping Sheng said that it would be perfect with a bowl of rice.

Yi Sheng softly reminded her that eating too much would make it hard to sleep at night.

Wen Ping Sheng had two bowls of soup and half a lobster, and he was full.

While Yisheng finished the remaining mantis shrimp and the soup, tidying up the table. It was almost 1 a.m.

Wen Ping Sheng knew the wound couldn't get wet, but after sweating today, she definitely wouldn't be able to sleep if she didn't take a bath. So she let Yi Sheng use plastic wrap to cover her wound to prevent it from accidentally getting wet, and then took a bath in the bathtub.

The anesthetic in my arm was starting to wear off.

Wen Ping Sheng struggled to get into his pajamas, but when he went to sleep, the pain in his arm kept him awake. He wanted to turn over, but was afraid of hurting the wound, so he slept very uncomfortably.

"Pingsheng, can't sleep" Yisheng asked softly in the darkness.

"Well, my hand hurts," she said pitifully.

Yisheng pondered for a while.

He said, “You didn’t want to hear about me before I met AnAn, right Let me tell you.”

"You weren't unwilling to say it, were you"

"Now, I'm willing to speak."

From a young age, he struggled to survive in dangerous situations. Those things weren't honorable, not even something to be proud of. Even after he grew strong and almost no one could threaten his life, he still did many bloody and cruel things.

He just didn't want her to know that ugly side of him.

Of course, he wasn't planning on telling her now either.

Wen Ping Sheng thought he would tell her about his past, the bloody and turbulent days he spent in the underworld.

Who knows! He was telling her about his school days. It would be acceptable if he told funny stories, but he was insane and told her about what happened in class, even medical knowledge mixed with all sorts of professional jargon, and he explained it so boringly.

She fell asleep after a while, probably exhausted from the tossing and turning she'd done all night. She slept very deeply.

In the darkness, Yisheng, with his excellent night vision, gazed at Wen Pingsheng's sleeping face. Probably because of the pain from her wound, even in sleep, her brows remained tightly furrowed.

Thinking about her assault, the perpetrator not only injured her but also made her cry. Yisheng's eyes became ice-cold, with a flash of violent killing intent in them.

Whoever the mastermind is, anyone who thinks they can be easily bullied deserves to die!

……

It was nearly four in the morning.

The doorbell suddenly rang.

Yisheng, who was lightly sleeping, suddenly opened his eyes. He glanced at Wen Pingsheng, who hadn't been awakened, and quickly got out of bed and left the room.

Through the cat's eye, I saw the entire Wen family (except for Wen Yizhou) standing at the door. Apparently, they had learned about Wen Pingsheng's injury and rushed from Kyoto to Beis City overnight.

“......Yìshēng.”

As soon as the door opened, he spoke first, "Quiet down, Ping Sheng's hand hurts so badly he barely slept for two hours."

When the mother heard this, her heart immediately ached and tears welled up in her eyes. She gently asked, "Yi Sheng, how is our little Sheng's injury"

"It's not serious, but the wound will hurt after the anesthesia wears off." Yisheng showed Wen Mu the photos of Wen Ping Sheng's wound taken during surgery.

When the mother saw the photo, she burst into tears, her heart aching.

"Mom, could you please cry a little quieter You'll wake up Xiao Sheng in a bit."

The warm mother, while wiping her tears, angrily said to the eldest son, "Eldest, you must find out the culprit who hurt Little Sheng for me. I won't let him go easily."

Her precious daughter had rarely ever gotten hurt, let alone to this extent, from childhood to adulthood.

"When I find the culprit, I will surely cut him to pieces." Wen Yunxing also said angrily.

"Yi Sheng, how could our Ping Sheng get hurt" asked Wen Mu again.

Upon learning of their daughter's injury and seeing the videos shot by passersby online, they immediately rushed to North City. They hadn't even had time to retrieve the surveillance footage from the North City shopping mall.

Yi Sheng said, "Last night, I went to the mall with Ping Sheng. The assailant attacked us from behind. Their target was Ping Sheng. I've already called the police, but they probably haven't got any news yet."

He hadn't expected anyone to want Ping Sheng dead, and the attack came completely out of the blue.

I chatted with the people from Wen's family for a while.

Seeing Wen Ping Sheng's door creak open, Wen Ping Sheng came out of the room, Yi Sheng immediately got up and walked towards her, "How did you get up"

“I woke up with a sore hand. I didn't see you, and after waiting for a while, I didn't see you come back, so I got up to take a look.” Wen Pingsheng hadn't noticed that his family had arrived, he looked at him, “Why did you get up”

"Your parents and your brothers are here," Yisheng explained.

"Huh" Wen Ping Sheng was stunned for three seconds.

Turning my head to look at the living room, I saw that both her parents and four brothers had arrived.

Wen Yunxing took a quick step forward and stood before her, "Xiao Sheng."

Wen Ping Sheng was a little surprised, "Fourth Brother, how did you guys come over in the middle of the night"

"Come with me, Beishicheng is unsafe. You return to Kyoto with us, or you can go live in the army with your fourth brother. It's safer there." Yun Xing said.y intimate, like an indirect deep kiss. 。The taboo and thrill of a clueless boy kissing his beloved girl. 。Not long after 。Watching Tang Moqing stride out of the bathroom with a refreshed face under...