As soon as he finished his sentence, Long Chenjue's voice suddenly increased. "Shut up."
Baili Chuan was still shocked when he heard the sudden increase in voice. Although usually Long Chenjue would also flutter around, he had never used such a tone. Obviously, this man was really angry.
Baili Chuan asked in a trembling voice, "Long Chenjue, what are you going to do?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly heard a bang. The cup in Long Chenjue's hand shattered into pieces. The bright red blood, along with the wine and glass shards, fell to the ground bit by bit.
Baili Chuan was so scared that he immediately said, "Long Chenjue, what are you doing?" As he said that, he raised his neck and shouted towards the manor, "Ba Luo, your Young Master is injured. Quickly get a doctor."
Ba Luo was standing not far away. He had already seen this scene and immediately went to get a doctor.
There was a dedicated doctor in the manor. Very soon, the doctor rushed over and bandaged Long Chenjue in the living room.
Jian Xiaomo was upstairs changing her clothes when she heard the servant call out that the Young Master was injured. She was immediately running downstairs, forgetting about zipping her dress. When she arrived downstairs, she saw Long Chenjue's bloody hands and immediately forgot that she had not zipped her dress. She immediately pounced over and grabbed Long Chenjue's hand with a pale face. "Long Chenjue, what happened to your hand?"
When she left just now, this man's hand was still fine. How could he have done this to his hand in less than a minute?
Long Chenjue's originally gloomy face saw Jian Xiaomo's worried expression. Suddenly, his pitch-black pupils looked at Jian Xiaomo and said, "Jian Xiaomo, you're showing concern for me."
Jian Xiaomo was stunned and then speechless. At this time, he still had the leisure to say these things? She hurriedly asked the doctor beside her, "Doctor, is his hand okay?"
"It's not too big of a deal. It's just that the glass shards have entered his skin. I'm helping Young Master Long clean it now." As he spoke, he took a few steps closer.
Jian Xiaomo had suddenly rushed down just now, so he naturally had to make way for her.
Jian Xiaomo only then realized that she was blocking the way. She hurriedly moved to the side, but Long Chenjue reached out his other hand that was still intact. He grabbed Jian Xiaomo's hand and said, "Jian Xiaomo, you sit here with me, and I won't feel any pain."
It was supposed to be a plea, but this man made it sound so overbearing.
Jian Xiaomo didn't think much of it and just sat by the side with Long Chenjue.
As long as the man's pain could be alleviated, she could do anything.
The doctor continued to clean the wound. Jian Xiaomo looked at Long Chenjue with a worried face and kept asking, "Does it hurt?"
Long Chenjue's thin lips slowly let out a smile and said, "As long as you let me kiss you, I won't feel any pain at all."
Jian Xiaomo was stunned, then she understood.
At this time, this man was still in the mood to joke around. She was worried to death.
Moreover, Jian Xiaomo's face turned red when he said that in front of everyone. She glared at Long Chenjue.
Long Chenjue seemed to be in a good mood. He raised his eyebrows at Jian Xiaomo.
At this moment, the doctor had finished bandaging the wound. He stood up respectfully and said, "Young Master Long, it's best not to touch the water because of the injury on your hand recently."
Long Chenjue said coldly, "Stop nagging." Then, he said to Jian Xiaomo, "Jian Xiaomo, you heard it. My hand is injured, so I can't touch the water recently."
Jian Xiaomo was stunned. Of course, he couldn't touch the water since his hand was injured. What did this man mean by telling her so openly?