When Chu Yunyao heard the movement, she put down the ledger in her hand and walked out.
Wen Tingyun supported the lamp and followed behind.
When he opened the door, he saw Nan Yan lying on the ground, unconscious.
Wen Tingyun was taken aback, and the oil lamp in his hand fell to the ground with a "snap". Before Chu Yunyao could react, he squatted down, and carefully hugged Nan Yan, with a deep smile on his face. Worried and distressed, "Miss Nanyan, Miss Nanyan, wake up soon?"
The more she cared, the more flustered she became. Wen Tingyun probed Nanyan's breath, turned to look at Chu Yunyao: "Yunyao, save her quickly."
Chu Yunyao picked up the extinguished lamp on the ground, and seeing Wen Tingyun, who was always calm and unhurried, was full of anxiety, felt Nanyan's pulse, secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and pointed to the front: "She was out of breath and fainted." , send her back to her room first."
"Okay." Wen Tingyun hugged him in his arms, ignoring his leg injury, and strode towards Nanyan's bedroom.
Chu Yunyao trotted all the way to chase after the two, "Walk slowly, your legs and feet will hurt if you walk so fast while holding someone in your arms."
"This pain is nothing, as long as Miss Nanyan can get better soon, even if I have to be in a wheelchair for the rest of my life, I am willing." Wen Tingyun kicked open the door of Nanyan's bedroom, and carried Nanyan in , half kneeling beside the bed, and put Nanyan on the bed.
Chu Yunyao rolled her eyes when she heard that.
She thought that Nanyan's love brain was already stupid enough.
Unexpectedly, there are people who are more stupid than Nanyan.
What's the matter, she worked so hard to heal his leg. Not only did he not cherish it, but he also planned to dedicate it to love.
It's just... stupid.
Nothing earth-shattering.
Chu Yunyao saw that Wen Tingyun was so frightened that he was so frightened that he commanded, "Pinch people."
Wen Tingyun said in his mouth: "Miss Nanyan, I offended you."
He stretched out his hand to pinch Nanyan's people a few times, and saw that Nanyan didn't respond, and his breath became weaker. He turned to look at Chu Yunyao, who was standing beside the old god, and his tone was a little dissatisfied: "How can she Still haven't responded?"
"Ah?" Chu Yunyao bulged her cheeks, "You gave her artificial respiration, and she woke up."
"Artificial respiration?" Wen Tingyun looked blank.
"It's just blowing mouth to mouth, she breathes smoothly, and she wakes up naturally." Chu Yunyao gestured with both hands.
"This... How is this possible." Wen Tingyun's fair and handsome face flushed instantly, "Man and woman can't kiss each other, not to mention, although I am interested in Nanyan girl, I can't use this method to destroy Nanyan The girl's innocence.
This... this, absolutely not, Yun Yao, you should come. "
Wen Tingyun has always been an upright gentleman, acting aboveboard. In his eyes, taking advantage of the Nanyan girl is no different from that kind of picky stinky hooligan.
"Pedantic." Chu Yunyao saw that Wen Tingyun was lustful but not courageous, so she pushed him away, put her fingers in the middle of Nanyan's crowd, and exerted a lot of force.
Nan Yan woke up leisurely, breathing weakly, her thick and slender eyelashes trembling like butterfly wings, and opened those watery eyes.
After a while, his mind finally regained his clarity, and he grasped Chu Yunyao's hand with astonishing strength, and asked eagerly, "Is what you just said true?"
"What?" Chu Yunyao didn't know why.
"Mr. Yun offended the young marshal, and the young marshal wants to shoot him in Lan Kwai Fong?" Nan Yan seemed to have found a piece of driftwood in the turbulent water, with a little bit of hope in his despair, "How is he? He was injured Is it? He hasn't shown up for so long, is something wrong?"