The doctor was quickly summoned. Jiang Dongling stood with his back turned, his hands clenched into fists at his sides, fingertips digging into his flesh. He heard two crisp sounds and her suppressed cry of pain, feeling regret for the first time.
He thought, if he had turned back when he heard the sound or gone over personally, would she not have been hurt?
The doctor’s skills were proficient, and since it wasn’t particularly serious, the dislocated area returned to its original position and stopped hurting. Chen Jing took a deep breath and looked towards him: “Dong Lin.”
Jiang Dong Lin immediately turned around.
“Does it still hurt?” Jiang Dong Lin held her hand and crouched by the bed, anxiously examining her face, afraid she wouldn’t tell the truth, and then turned to look at the doctor.
The doctor immediately said: “Miss’s injury is light and no longer a problem.”
Only then did he feel relieved, lowering his head to kiss the back of her smooth, delicate hand, and said with a sigh of relief: “Fortunately, nothing happened.”
He gently closed his eyes, willfully thinking – if anything happened to her, he wouldn’t live either.
Chen Jing looked at the top of his head, her gaze complex.
Even though he was her most favorite male protagonist, after being together for just two days, she already felt a slight headache.
“Dong Lin,” she spoke softly.
“Hmm,” he sat up straight on the bed’s edge, looking at her quietly.
Chen Jing met his gaze, rarely hesitating: “You…”
“Are you asking about what just happened?”
“His gaze was direct and unwavering, his expression calm and almost cruel, ‘I think he deserved it.’
‘Just because he sold me to Huichun Hospital when I was young?’ Chen Jing asked.
Jiang Dong Lin lowered his eyes, his expression indifferent.
Chen Jing said: ‘I also think you did nothing wrong.’
Jiang Dong Lin’s eyes widened slightly, looking at her in surprise.
Chen Jing smiled: ‘He sold me back then for his own interests. Now that retribution has come, he deserves it.’
Jiang Dong Lin’s gaze shifted: ‘Don’t you think I was too harsh?’
Over the years, people in Ji Zhou had labeled him as ‘heartless,’ ‘killer,’ ‘madman.’ Only Chen Jing, who had witnessed everything, said he deserved it.
