194: Chapter 193 I Didn’t Tell You 194: Chapter 193 I Didn’t Tell You “Pff, with your puny frame,” Qingluan sized up Song Yun with disdain.
“Xiao Qin came knocking early in the morning looking for you, so I had no choice but to come over.”
“Go out and wait for me to change clothes,” Song Yun said, trying to calm himself down.
Qingluan looked at Song Yun, who was hiding his body with the blanket, and laughed, “You really are a hooligan, sleeping in the nude like that.”
“Who’s a hooligan?
You tell me who’s the hooligan?
That girl barges into rooms without knocking and even randomly gropes around in other people’s bedding,” Song Yun said, fuming.
“Why are your hands all wet and sticky?”
“Oh, I just finished applying toner,” Qingluan said, slightly embarrassed.
“Hurry up and come out.
Judging by Xiao Qin’s expression, it must be urgent.”
Song Yun got dressed, stretched, and walked out to the living room, only to see Xiao Qin looking at him with a pitiful gaze, as if he had done something to her.
“How is Shen Yan doing now?” Song Yun asked as he poured himself a glass of water.
“He was in so much pain that he didn’t sleep all night.
He just lay there groaning, sometimes saying his body itched, other times that everything hurt,” Xiao Qin said, giving Song Yun a resentful look.
“This is quite normal.
At least the bleeding has stopped,” Song Yun said, gulping down the water from his cup.
“Don’t give him any tonics for the next couple of days.
His body is weak from the blood loss, and it would be counterproductive to strengthen him too quickly.”
“Mhm, are you coming over to our place now?” Xiao Qin asked Song Yun eagerly.
“We’ve already been tormented all night.”
“Okay, I’ll come over to check on him, and then we’ll go have breakfast.
Qingluan, you and Xiaoqing, Shishi, wait for me on the first floor.
I’ll take you to eat after I make a trip to their place,” Song Yun said as he washed his face casually before returning to his room.
Meanwhile, Qingluan watched Song Yun with a sly look in her eyes, the gossip flames burning brightly, which made Song Yun shiver.
“Song Yun, what were you up to in the middle of last night?” Qingluan licked her lips and smirked.
“Xiao Qin’s gaze towards you today is a bit strange.
Don’t tell me you made a secret visit to Shen Yan last night?
And there was blood involved, oh my, I’m too embarrassed even to talk about it.”
“Do you even have a shred of embarrassment?” Song Yun retorted irritably.
“Something happened to Shen Yan last night, so I went to check on him.
I really don’t know what’s always going through that little head of yours.
Is it filled with paste?”
“It’s filled with you,” Qingluan pouted in feigned anger.
Watching Qingluan scurry off to dig up more information from Xiao Qin, Song Yun wiped his face with a towel and walked out of the bedroom, “Let’s go.
We’ll see Shen Yan, and then we can head to the beach.”
Song Yun locked the door, remembered to remove the key card this time, placed it in his bag, and followed Xiao Qin to Shen Yan’s room.
Upon entering, he was assaulted by a foul stench.
“How could it smell so bad?” Song Yun said, covering his nose and mouth.
“And you’re asking?” Xiao Qin complained, wrapping a wet towel around her face as she entered.
“If we’d known your medicine would smell this bad, we would have prepared ourselves.
It didn’t smell at first, but as the night went on, it got worse, and that’s when Shen Yan started screaming louder.
Xiao Yin and I didn’t dare go outside and had no choice but to stay and comfort him amidst the stench.”
Song Yun finally understood why Xiao Qin had looked at him so early in the morning with such an expression.
He chuckled awkwardly, “Actually, I’ve never used this medicine on myself either.
It was just something a friend gave me.”
The small bottle of medicine had been given to Song Yun by Hua Qingcheng when she left her sect and returned to the hospital.
While the medicine was good, its effects were quite strong.
Hua Qingcheng had intended to give Song Yun a good scare but never expected that he wouldn’t use it until today—only now realizing how potent it was.
“You dared to use a medicine you never tried on Xiao Yan?” Xiao Qin exclaimed in alarm.
“What if something had gone wrong?”
“My friend is a Divine Doctor.
If it weren’t for our long history since childhood, I wouldn’t have this kind of hemostatic medicine.
Besides, the results have been quite good, eh?
I guarantee Shen Yan will be up and walking by the day after tomorrow,” Song Yun wiped the cold sweat off his forehead, relieved that he hadn’t used it while in the hospital; otherwise, his reputation would have really stunk—literally.
“Song Yun, you finally came,” Shen Yan said to Song Yun awkwardly when he saw him.
“I didn’t dare to touch the medicine without you here.
Tell me what to do next.”
“Of course it’s to take a bath.
Didn’t I tell you that you could wash off the medicine after about seven or eight hours on your body?” Song Yun asked, glaring.
“You didn’t tell me that,” Shen Yan was taken aback, realizing he had suffered through the night for nothing.
“What you told me was that the medicine couldn’t be disturbed all night.”
Looking at Shen Yan grinding his teeth in frustration, Song Yun grinned awkwardly and said, “Well, I must have forgotten.
But this medicine is hard to come by; leaving it on a bit longer is never a bad thing.”
“Song Yun,” Shen Yan said, looking at Song Yun with deep emotion.
“Hm?
What is it?
I know you’re grateful, but you don’t have to look at me with such fiery eyes.
I might get shy,” Song Yun said, bashfully.
“I’m honestly quite envious that you’re my life-saving benefactor,” Shen Yan said seriously.
“If you weren’t Song Yun, and not my savior, I would have taken a knife and killed you by now.
Xiao Yin, help me up.
I’ve held on all night and can finally wash off this disgusting medicine.”
Ignoring Shen Yan’s roaring, Song Yun sniffed disdainfully, “Even if you recover completely, you wouldn’t be my match.
Better think about your family’s affairs first.”
Shen Yan paused in his footsteps and turned back to Song Yun, “You come and help me.”
“That’s impossible.
I have my own career to worry about.
I can’t even take care of my own affairs, let alone help you,” Song Yun shook his head.
“You should take a bath first.
The smell is truly terrible.”
Who knows what Shen Yan and Xiao Yin did inside, but the bath took more than half an hour.
Seeing Shen Yan come out looking refreshed and wrapped in a bath towel, Song Yun said nonchalantly, “Your recovery is going much better than I expected.
You’ll probably be fine with just a little more care.”
“That’s sure.
Have you seen this strong body of mine?” Shen Yan bragged.
“What’s your plan for today?”
“I’m thinking of going to the beach with a few beauties,” Song Yun stood up and said, “What do you think, want to join?
Imagine, under the sunshine, a group of beauties jumping around in bikinis, calling out to you to help them apply sunscreen.
As you spread the smooth, sticky sunscreen on their backs and they let out delicate sounds, what a wonderful scene it will be.”
“Cough cough, I’ll join you,” Shen Yan coughed twice and shouted, “Beauties, get ready.
Let’s head to the beach.”
While waiting for the two women to change clothes, Song Yun and Shen Yan stood idly in the corridor, smoking, “What are you planning to do about your brother?
Going back and seizing power right away?”
“No way.
I’m not that stupid.
I’m loved in the family, but I don’t have the business experience my brother has.
I need to gather a group of people who support me and then seek some external assistance.
When the time is ripe, I’ll make my move,” Shen Yan said with a deadly earnestness.
“Even if there’s a medicine in the clan that can heal the scars on my back, I don’t want to use it.
I need to remember this mark left by that beast.
Just for that, I will make him pay.”