And now he has made such a deep cut in their house, not to mention Yu Xi, even Yu Xi's father Yu Simiao feels the seriousness of the matter.

If the old man of the Zhai family and the second master of the Tianxing Group knew about it, their Yu family would definitely be held accountable!

What's worse is that Zhai Yunsheng didn't take his injury seriously at all, not only refused to go to the hospital, but also continued to run and toss in the gym.

Yu Xidu was about to cry, for fear that Zhai Yunsheng would suddenly faint!

But now that he and Zhai Yunsheng's bodyguards can't persuade Zhai Yunsheng, Yu Xi, who really has no choice, thought of Jian Yiling.

He didn't know if Jian Yiling could help, so he could only use the dead horse as a live horse doctor.

After Jian Yiling listened to Yu Xi's explanation, he immediately got up and went out.

As he walked, he asked Yu Xi: "How deep is the wound, what is the amount of bleeding, and has it been disinfected?" ”

Because it was next door, Jian Yiling trotted all the way over, and appeared in front of Yu Xi and Zhai Yunsheng in only five minutes.

Yu Zhai has a special gym with equipment comparable to that of a professional gym.

At this time, Zhai Yunsheng and they are here.

Jian Yiling was panting because of the trotting all the way, and his little face was flushed.

She stood in the doorway, looking at the man who was running on the treadmill without knowing whether he was alive or dead.

Because of the heating equipment in the room and the sweating of sports, Zhai Yunsheng did not wear it on his upper body, and wore a pair of sports field pants on his lower body.

On weekdays, Zhai Yunsheng looks quite thin in clothes.

But looking at it now, the upper body is well-lined, the texture is clear, and every muscle is tight and just right to fit his body.

It doesn't look skinny, it's not too exaggerated.

And on his right arm, there was a circle of gauze, and blood oozed out of it, staining the gauze red.

Jian Yiling stood at the door and looked at Zhai Yunsheng.

Zhai Yunsheng also turned his head to look at Jian Yiling.

The eyes are facing each other.

No one spoke, just stared at each other for a minute.

In the end, Zhai Yunsheng had no choice but to admit defeat, got off the treadmill, picked up the towel next to him and wiped the sweat on his body casually.

Then he put on the clothes that the bodyguard next to him was holding in his hand.

Then sit down on the sofa next to him, with a lazy posture.

He didn't care about the wound on his arm.

Jian Yiling walked over, she knew that Zhai Yunsheng didn't care about her life or death.

He never cherished his body, if it weren't for the Zhai family watching and guarding all the time, he might have played himself to death a long time ago.

Thinking of his possible final ending, Jian Yiling felt a sense of powerlessness.

She didn't want him to die, but she didn't know if she could change his fate.

Because now, she doesn't even know if her fate can be changed.

Zhai Yunsheng looked at the expression on Jian Yiling's face, and was inexplicably a little irritable: "Didn't you just hurt your arm, and you can't die, why are you frowning, at a young age, what are you frowning?" ”

Jian Yiling stepped forward, his expression still serious.

She glanced at the bodyguard next to her: "Take a hot and humid towel, a dry towel, and a clean sweatshirt." ”

Because the medicine kit has just been used, it is next to it, so there is no need to pick it up.

Zhai Yunsheng's bodyguard heard Jian Yiling's order, so he went directly to do it, and he didn't need Zhai Yunsheng to speak.

Jian Yiling knelt on the sofa on both knees, only thirty centimeters away from Zhai Yunsheng.

"Take your clothes off." Jian Yiling said.