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Fei Yanchen approached, and Shen Yu’an could increasingly smell the bloody scent emanating from him.
Shen Yu’an led Fei Yanchen into the room, the same room Fei Yanchen always stayed in whenever he visited the Shen family.
The door was wide open, and Shen Yu’an halted her steps, turning to Fei Yanchen and saying, “Take off your cloak.”
Shen Yu’an had been walking ahead, but suddenly she shifted the topic to this matter.
Fei Yanchen was momentarily stunned, misunderstanding the meaning behind her words.
Fei Yanchen turned his head to look at the wide-open door, his ears slightly red. He whispered, “The door isn’t even closed. What are you talking about?”
Shen Yu’an looked at him in confusion and said, “I didn’t ask you to take it off completely. What’s wrong with the door being open?”
Saying this, Shen Yu’an carefully pushed him to sit on a stool, then loosened the tie around his neck and peeled off the cloak he was wearing.
Fei Yanchen sat on the stool, dazed, letting Shen Yu’an do as she pleased.
His cloak wasn’t entirely black; it appeared black from the outside, but the inside was made of a light gray material.
At this moment, those light gray areas were stained with deep red bloodstains.
Shen Yu’an tugged at his clothes, and before she knew it, her hand was covered in blood.
The blood hadn’t dried yet; it appeared that it had recently flowed out.
When the Shen family members had seen off the people outside the courtyard and returned, Shen Yu’an had already taken Fei Yanchen back inside the room.
At that moment, she was pulling at Fei Yanchen’s clothes.
From the perspective of the Shen family members, it seemed as though Shen Yu’an was forcibly pressing Fei Yanchen onto the stool to undress him.
Fei Yanchen’s eyes revealed a hint of bewilderment, as if he was being subjected to force.
Seeing everyone approaching, even though Fei Yanchen’s mind was still somewhat clouded, it didn’t hinder him from starting his performance.
Furthermore, he had a vague understanding of why Shen Yu’an was undressing him.
He raised his hand in a pretended gesture of resistance and said, “An’An, this is unreasonable. Please stop.”
The people outside immediately widened their eyes in shock.
Liulang covered his eyes, but his fingers sneaked a peek through a small opening.
He shouted loudly, “Big Sis, why didn’t you close the door if you’re doing private things?”
Shen Yun smacked his head and said, “What nonsense are you spouting, you little rascal!”
Liulang pouted and retorted, “I’m not making things up. Last time, when you stole a kiss from Mother, you closed the door.”
Shen Yun hurriedly covered Liulang’s mouth, preventing him from making any more wild remarks, and Zhang Shi blushed deeply.
Shen Rong, witnessing this scene, rushed into the room and pulled Shen Yu’an back a couple of steps.
He scolded, “What are you all doing?”
Fei Yanchen had been stripped of his cloak. He adjusted his slightly disheveled clothes and stood up, bowing apologetically to Shen Rong, “Uncle, please don’t blame An’An.”
The Song family members also hurried over and pulled Shen Yu’an away from Shen Rong, who had a rather fierce expression.
Song Shi remarked, “Look at you, scaring the two children again. Can’t you clarify matters before jumping to conclusions?”
Shen Rong pointed angrily at Shen Yu’an and Fei Yanchen, saying, “Is there even a need to ask? Just look at the two of them!”
Song Shi pulled Shen Yu’an closer to her and scolded, “What are you doing? How can you press someone like Ah Chen… cough cough, I mean, that thing, onto a chair and touch him all over.”
Song Shi also seemed a bit embarrassed to describe the scene they had just witnessed.
After Song Shi finished speaking, she began to cough.
Shen Yu’an looked at their serious and awkward expressions one by one, raising her hands in surrender, “What are you all thinking?”
She continued, “Didn’t you notice the strong smell of blood on him? I was checking if he’s injured by pulling his clothes!”
Only then did everyone focus their attention on Fei Yanchen’s body.
Fei Yanchen was wearing a set of clothing that had originally been blue, but it was difficult to discern the color now. The clothes were covered in dust and bloodstains, soaking most of the fabric.
Song Shi stood at the forefront, having the clearest view. She exclaimed, “This! How did he get such a serious injury again!”
In response to Song Shi’s words, Fei Yanchen timely swayed his body, as if he were about to lose his balance.
Shen Yu’an quickly stepped out from behind Song Shi and supported Fei Yanchen, who was swaying.
She said, “Please sit down.”
Shen Yu’an used her touch to gradually channel her abilities into Fei Yanchen’s body, easing his pain. She kept a close eye on his expression, afraid he might notice something.
Fei Yanchen, however, glanced at Shen Rong and didn’t dare to sit down.
Moreover, he felt a relieving sensation from the arm that Shen Yu’an was supporting, and although he didn’t dwell on it, he didn’t want to sit down either.
If he did, Shen Yu’an would surely withdraw her hand.
Shen Rong watched as Shen Yu’an once again approached Fei Yanchen and felt a bit annoyed, but he couldn’t be angry with an injured patient.
With his hands behind his back, he said with a huff, “Hurry up and sit properly.”
Fei Yanchen finally sat down.
“Cough, cough~”
Fei Yanchen coughed into his hand twice, and when he moved it away, he noticed traces of blood on his lips and hand.
“Oh dear, now you’re coughing up blood. You should see a doctor right away.”
Grandma Shen squeezed in from the back, expressing her concern.
Fei Yanchen weakly smiled at Grandma Shen’s care and said, “It’s okay. When Fei Xi comes back later, I’ll ask him to fetch Fei Dong. He knows a bit about medicine.”
With that, he shifted the conversation to Shen Yu’an: “I heard someone disrespecting An’An when I arrived. Did something happen?”
The Shen family members assumed that Fei Yanchen was unaware of the arranged marriage situation, which was why he asked. Nonetheless, they still felt somewhat awkward.
Shen Rong, on the other hand, spoke directly, “An’An has reached the age for marriage, so we’re considering potential matches for her.”
“Oh.”
Fei Yanchen glanced at Shen Yu’an, as if accusing her of being unfaithful.
He lowered his head, his mood seeming somewhat downcast, and he began to speak, “Those people aren’t worthy of An’An… cough… cough…”
Shen Rong was left speechless by his coughing.
Coincidentally, Fei Xi and Fei Dong arrived at that moment.
Fei Dong held several packets of medicinal herbs in his hands. Upon entering, he greeted everyone and placed the herbs on the table.
Grandma Shen looked at Fei Dong and said, “Xiao Dong, Ah Chen said you know about medicine. Quickly take a look at him.”
Fei Dong glanced at Fei Yanchen’s expression and quickly sat beside him, extending his fingers to take his pulse.
The final verdict was that Fei Yanchen’s injuries were too severe, and he shouldn’t be moving around frequently in the near future.
Thus, Fei Yanchen rightfully settled in at the Shen family’s residence.
After leaving the medicinal herbs brought by Fei Dong, Fei Yanchen promptly sent him away, along with Fei Xi.
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