"I’m sorry!"
"Sorry? Will just saying you’re sorry bring Brother Feng back?" Chu Yue, with red eyes, grabbed her shoulder fiercely, "Shi Yi, give back Brother Feng, give him back to !"
Lin Yixun, already feeling dizzy, found it even more unbearable being shaken so violently. She felt the world spinning and her legs nearly gave way.
At that mont, the force on her shoulders suddenly released, and in the next instant, Chu Yue was pushed a ter away.
Lin Yixun looked back in astonishnt and saw that Leng Yixiu had sohow arrived behind her without her noticing.
The man’s face was extrely grim, as if a storm was brewing. His gaze swept fiercely over Chu Yue’s face, and he said coldly, "Miss Chu, control yourself."
"Haha... control myself? Tell , Mr. Leng, is it wrong for to seek justice for Brother Feng? Shi Yi caused Brother Feng’s death, she deserves to die a thousand tis over!"
"Seek justice." The man raised an eyebrow slightly, "In what capacity are you seeking justice from us? Miss Chu, don’t forget, your surna is Chu, not Feng. The Feng Family does not hold her accountable for Feng Chengyu’s death, so what qualification or position do you have to stand here?"
Leng Yixiu’s barrage of questions rendered Chu Yue speechless. She opened her mouth but couldn’t utter a word for a long ti.
The man’s gaze lingered on Lin Yixun’s slightly swollen face for a few seconds, his eyes growing even colder. He said word by word, "My woman, I wouldn’t let even a single hair be hard. Miss Chu, you should be grateful that I have so connection with the Chu Family. Otherwise, you wouldn’t be able to stand here so leisurely now. I advise you to leave before I get angry, or it will be very unpleasant."
The man’s voice was moderate in volu but carried a significant weight.
Although Chu Yue was usually arrogant and domineering, she knew that continuing to cause a scene now would not end well for her.
She glared angrily at Lin Yixun, "This isn’t over, Shi Yi, you just wait!"
After saying that, Chu Yue unwillingly left.
Leng Yixiu looked down, his gaze resting on Lin Yixun’s red and swollen cheek, and frowned, "If soone hits you, you don’t know how to fight back? Are you an idiot?"
Lin Yixun lowered her eyes sadly, "She’s right, it was my fault that Feng Chengyu died."
"So you just let others hit you for nothing?"
Lin Yixun pressed her lips together, remaining silent.
Leng Yixiu, seeing her like this, was angry at her weakness, but had no way to deal with her. He took her hand and walked briskly to Cen Lin’s office.
Cen Lin, seeing Lin Yixun return with a swollen face, exclaid in surprise, "What happened here?"
Leng Yixiu, with a somber expression, did not explain the reason but asked in a low voice, "What can be done to reduce her swelling?"
Cen Lin was montarily stunned, then said, "There are ways. Since she’s pregnant, it’s not suitable to use dication. The best is physical therapy. Use a boiled egg, peel it, and roll it back and forth over the swollen area for a while, and it will reduce the swelling."
The man nodded upon hearing this, but still uneasy, he had Cen Lin check Lin Yixun for other injuries. Seeing that she had no other injuries, he then left Cen Lin’s office with Lin Yixun.
Back in the ward, Leng Yixiu had Sister Yi boil so eggs to prepare a hot compress for Lin Yixun, but Leng Yixiu stopped her.
"Let do it."
Sister Yi smiled, "Alright, sir."
The man peeled the eggs and ca to Lin Yixun. Lin Yixun reached out her hand, "I’ll do it myself."
At this mont, Xiao Yi Xun on the hospital bed woke up without anyone noticing, "Mommy is clumsy, let daddy help you instead?"
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