My Pregnant Contract Wife Ran Away from Me! Chapter 102: Are You Not Leaving Yet?

Fu Chenlie closed his eyes and replied indifferently, "So what if it hurts?"

She responded thoughtfully, "If it’s too painful, you can shout it out; you don’t have to keep suppressing it."

"Does shouting make the pain go away?"

"It would still hurt."

He scoffed disdainfully, "If that’s the case, why should I shout?"

"Because people need to vent their emotions; otherwise, keeping them bottled up inside can be suffocating."

"I don’t have any emotions that need to be vented."

After he said this, the man turned his head and glanced into her almond eyes, a playful smile curling on his lips, "I only have desires that need to be vented."

Wen Ran, "..."

Why was he still so flippant even though he was injured?

She stopped talking and fiddled with his head a bit, making him lower it.

Fu Chenlie was unusually submissive and let her manage as she pleased.

Wen Ran continued to clean his wound but deliberately slowed her movents to make the physical pain less noticeable.

After all the blood was cleaned off, Wen Ran realized that the wound she caused was about two centiters long and wasn’t small.

After so consideration, she kindly suggested, "The wound looks pretty bad; maybe we should go to the hospital?"

Fu Chenlie, clearly still angry, responded coldly, "Just apply so Yunnan Baiyao and then you can get lost."

Wen Ran didn’t take offense to his insult, and only asked, "Why are you so reckless with your life?"

"My life, why is it any of your business?"

"It was who injured you."

He lazily lifted his gaze, and when he looked at her, his eyes were so cold that she couldn’t discern his emotions, "So, what are you reminding of? Do you want to retaliate and injure you as well?"

Wen Ran was stunned for a mont and thought, that wouldn’t be necessary.

After all, even if she was injured, his head wouldn’t heal imdiately.

Besides, when would tit for tat end?!

As she thought this over, the man’s cold voice rang out again, "Sadly, I don’t hit won."

These words let Wen Ran breathe a sigh of relief.

She obediently assured him, "Husband, I won’t hit you again in the future, no matter what you do, I won’t."

Fu Chenlie scoffed, clearly disregarding her promise.

She pursed her lips and remained silent, quietly applying the dicine according to his wishes.

After applying the dicine, Wen Ran squatted down to tidy up the dical kit and then glanced at him.

Fu Chenlie had closed his eyes at so point and was now resting on the couch, his fingers resting against his forehead, his brow slightly furrowed, indicating his mood wasn’t too good.

It was understandable; anyone would be in a bad mood if they were injured.

Wen Ran wondered if she should just leave.

Or maybe...

Persuade him again to go to the hospital?

Before she could decide what to do, he suddenly opened his eyes, his chilling and frightening gaze fixed on her, "Aren’t you leaving yet?"

Wen Ran was so scared that she almost sat on the ground.

She hurriedly stood up and left with the dical kit.

After putting the dical kit downstairs, Wen Ran still felt uneasy, thinking about the two-centiter gash on Fu Chenlie’s head, her unease grew. After much hesitation, she took out her phone, opened Baidu, and sat on the couch, searching "How to treat a head injury that has bled?"

The search results showed that in mild cases, iodine or hydrogen peroxide could be used for cleaning, followed by sterile gauze dressing; in severe cases, stitches, ice packs, and hospital visits for tetanus antibiotic injections might be necessary.

But it didn’t say...

How to determine if it’s minor or severe?