Dongchuan Yu turned his head slightly, looking past the people surrounding the bed and looking at Wan Han, who was standing at the back.

His face was very ugly, his lips were colorless, and his originally pale cheeks were stained with a very abnormal flush due to the high fever, and even his pupils were somewhat bloodshot.

However, there was an unprecedented tenderness in those cold eyes.

He is such an arrogant and powerful man, so even though his eyes are affectionate and gentle, there is also a different kind of domineering and stubborn look in his eyes.

Different from Qin Yichen's gaze, every time Wan Han looked into Qin Yichen's coquettish phoenix eyes full of love, she felt like she would melt into that affectionate look.

Even the heart is as soft as cloud-like marshmallows, sweet and warm.

And Dongchuan Yu...

When he showed this kind of gentle expression on his face, Wan Han would only feel horrified.

At this moment, not only did she not feel any sweetness, she even... felt a faint feeling of stuffiness in her heart, as if her heart was being grabbed and squeezed tightly.

Every time I take a breath, my chest feels uncomfortable.

Wan Han frowned, feeling uncomfortable because of such a strange feeling. Facing his focused gaze, she tried her best to keep a cold face and looked at him almost ruthlessly.

At this time, the doctor also began to treat Dongchuan Yu's wounds. Because he had a high fever, he did not give him local anesthesia.

Disinfect, clean open wounds, suture from inside to outside...

All of this was done without anesthesia, and there was blood oozing out of his lower abdomen from the beginning to the end.

Jin Yi could only wear clean surgical gloves and stay aside, wiping the blood with sterilized cotton balls to help the doctor with debridement and suturing.

Wan Han felt pain just by looking at it. She wanted to avoid it, but... Dongchuan Yu kept looking at her without blinking.

He lay there very quietly, with his thin lips slightly curled, and allowed the doctor to move.

There was no trace of pain on her face, and she was the only one in those deep, demonic eyes...

It was as if looking at Wan Han like this, he couldn't feel the pain.

It seems that as long as she is around, all pain can be comforted and healed.

It's as if...she is his anesthetic!

The sight of her in his eyes surpassed everything in this world, surpassed his entire world.

Under Dongchuan Yu's gaze, Wan Han kept standing there even though her face was cold.

There was no hiding or escaping, just letting him look at him until the doctor cleaned up his injury and wrapped gauze and bandages around his waist and abdomen again.

After seeing him re-wrapping the bandage, Wan Han turned around, walked to the European-style bar in the suite, and poured herself a glass of ice water from the small refrigerator that stored wine.

She turned her back to Dongchuan Yu and drank the entire glass of ice water to relieve the tightness in her chest.

Wan Han attributed this feeling to herself as the discomfort caused by seeing bloody scenes.

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At the bedside, the doctor prepared new medicines for Dongchuan Yu, antipyretic, anti-inflammatory, analgesic, and an intravenous drip of normal saline.

After half an hour of busy work, the doctor repeatedly told Dongchuan Yu to rest, preferably lying in bed for a few days, before turning around and leaving.

Jin Yi stood for a while and followed his men out. He still had to deal with the matter that Dongchuan Yu had ordered about the organization that attacked them.
Chapter completed!