Chapter 595: Take Off Your Clothes and Let Me See Your Wound

Chapter 595: Chapter 595: Take Off Your Clothes and Let Me See Your Wound

Yang Qingyin actually encouraged him in such a manner, and Luo Ziling was even more moved. He stared blankly at Yang Qingyin sitting opposite to him, forgetting to speak.

“What are you looking at? Is there a flower on my face?” Yang Qingyin, whose face reddened from Luo Ziling’s gaze, spat softly and then picked up her chopsticks to load a piece of meat into his mouth, “Hurry up and eat. After filling your stomach, we’ll go out for a stroll. You can talk to me about anything that’s on your mind, instead of brooding over it and making yourself sick.”

“You’ve moved me, what should I do?” Luo Ziling chewed on the piece of meat that Yang Qingyin had given him, savoring its taste, “I feel like I should express my thanks with my whole being.”

“There you go again with your sweet talk,” Yang Qingyin’s face reddened even more, “If you’re up for it later, give me a massage. I probably didn’t sleep well last night, feels like I have a crick in my neck, and parts like my neck and shoulders are all stiff.”

“No problem, a full-body massage is no issue at all,” Luo Ziling replied earnestly, “Helping my senior sister out with her troubles is the most honorable thing for me.”

“Such a cheeky junior, always with your smooth talk, I’m not going to bother with you,” Yang Qingyin said, resuming her meal in mock annoyance.

After thinking for a moment, Luo Ziling realized the ambiguity in what he had just said and couldn’t help but smile awkwardly.

As they were eating, Yang Qingyin added, “I think it won’t be long before others know about this. The Ling Family elders will surely strictly order that the matter not be leaked, but those who bear grudges against you or wish to see you dead will definitely find ways to spill the news. They’ll want your enemies or those who wish to protect you to know that you’ve been abandoned by the Ling Family. I think the troubles you’ll face next will be even greater, so be careful at all times not to fall for any traps.”

“Many people are already scheming against me,” Luo Ziling also told Yang Qingyin about what happened last night with Ling Ruonan, their encounter with Yang Qingye, and then the shooting.

Originally, he didn’t want Yang Qingyin to know, fearing she would worry. But considering that more troublesome things might happen, he decided to tell her.

The color drained from Yang Qingyin’s face upon hearing this. She put down her chopsticks, grabbed Luo Ziling’s hand urgently, and asked, “Are you hurt?”

“I was wearing a bulletproof vest, otherwise I might not be here to see you,” Luo Ziling pinched Yang Qingyin’s nose with a smile, “If it had been otherwise, I might have gone off to play in another world.”

Yang Qingyin ignored Luo Ziling’s joke and his nose pinch, asking very seriously, “I’m asking you, are you hurt, what’s the situation now?”

“It’s alright, just a large swelling, but after my own miraculous treatment, it’s already better.” The deep concern Yang Qingyin revealed moved Luo Ziling, and he stopped joking, speaking earnestly, “Don’t worry about me, I’m lucky, nothing will happen to me. My mom said, it wasn’t aimed at me but was an assassination attempt against her.”

“Where are you hurt? Take off your clothes and let me see,” Yang Qingyin said, no longer in the mood to eat, she pulled Luo Ziling towards the bathroom, insisting that he take off his clothes.

“Isn’t that a bit much?” Seeing that Yang Qingyin was not joking but serious about him undressing, Luo Ziling was taken aback, “What if someone sees us, what then? They’ll think we’re up to no good in here!”

“I don’t care, I just want to see how badly you’re hurt,” Yang Qingyin stubbornly stared at Luo Ziling, “Hurry up and take it off, so what if someone sees, let them talk.”

“How about, we check it when we get back, okay?” Luo Ziling suggested quietly, “We’ll go to my mom’s place later, I think she won’t be back so soon. Or, we can go to Xiaoli’s. Anyway, I’m supposed to give you a massage, then you can check my injury, how about that?”

“Forget it, I don’t need a massage today, you’re hurt, I can’t bring myself to make you do that,” Yang Qingyin shook her head, “Take your clothes off so I can see your injury.”

“It’s really okay, I’ve already treated Old Mr. Ling today, and the swelling on my body is long gone, it’s not a bother at all. You’re not feeling well, let me give you a massage, and you’ll definitely feel better right away.” Luo Ziling smiled as he wrapped his arms around Yang Qingyin, gave her a gentle kiss, and then smiled, “You decide where we go later.”

After giving it some thought, Yang Qingyin finally made a concession, “All right then, let’s go to your mother’s place. Later on, I’ll talk to her about some matters. I think she should be willing to discuss things with me.”

Luo Ziling naturally agreed, and so the two hurriedly finished their dinner.

In the private room, Luo Ziling had Yang Qingyin dress up nicely, then they left separately and met up again near Ling Ruonan’s neighborhood.

Everything went smoothly, and no followers were detected.

When Luo Ziling arrived at Ling Ruonan’s villa with Yang Qingyin, the inside of the villa was still pitch black. To Luo Ziling’s surprise, as they approached the villa, he sensed significant danger. But the crisis was quickly resolved because it was Ling Ruonan’s bodyguard who came out to inquire after noticing the situation, and several skilled bodyguards posed a considerable threat.

After recognizing Luo Ziling, the bodyguards immediately merged back into the darkness, and Luo Ziling’s sense of danger dissipated.

The Ling Family villa’s security system utilized facial recognition, and as Luo Ziling put his head close to the system, the door opened with a beep.

While following Luo Ziling up to the bedroom, Yang Qingyin still remembered what she had said earlier, insisting that Luo Ziling quickly take off his clothes so she could examine his wounds.

Left with no choice, Luo Ziling turned his back and removed his jacket and outer shirt.

Upon seeing Luo Ziling shirtless, revealing a muscular back, Yang Qingyin’s face reddened, and her heart fluttered like a tiny deer.

She did not shy away but instead went straight over to check on Luo Ziling’s wounds. The swelling from the bullet wound had subsided, but the area had turned a dark purple, giving it a very uncomfortable appearance.

Luo Ziling’s skin was quite fair, and his muscles were well-defined, which would normally be quite pleasing to look at, but the purplish bruise severely disrupted the aesthetic, leaving Yang Qingyin quite bothered.

Yang Qingyin reached out and gently touched the bruised area, then asked softly, “Does it still hurt?”

“It doesn’t hurt anymore,” Luo Ziling replied, feeling the softness of Yang Qingyin’s fingers. The touch of her fingers on his skin sent a shiver through him, causing his voice to tremble slightly.

“Oh, where’s the scar from the knife wound last time? Is it here?” Yang Qingyin’s finger moved to another spot, “How come there’s only a mark and no scar?”

“That’s the brilliance of my medical skills,” Luo Ziling replied as he turned around, “Now you see it, don’t you?”

However, he hadn’t expected that turning around would make him come into contact with her body, and Yang Qingyin, who was already a bit flustered, suddenly lost her balance.

Luo Ziling quickly reached out to support her, and so Yang Qingyin fell into Luo Ziling’s bare arms.

With her hands bracing against his chest, the stimulation from his strong muscles made her face turn beet red, and she began to breathe rapidly.