Chapter 221: 221, afraid your other half might get jealous (in the dead of night)

Hearing this, Ji Mingqian let out a sigh of relief and rolled over to get up.

He lifted his eyes to the distance, where the black car had long since disappeared without a trace.

Jiang Yisheng stood up and, under the dim light of the street lamps, his gaze swept over Ji Mingqian, and his expression changed slightly.

"Ji Mingqian, you..."

The black pants were torn, and at the knee, fresh blood mixed with dirt was evident—he had clearly taken a bad fall.

Especially on the back, his white short-sleeved shirt was also torn, with small stones piercing through the fabric and embedding into his skin. A large area was bleeding profusely, a shocking sight to behold.

"It’s nothing, just a minor injury," Ji Mingqian said nonchalantly, taking out his phone to send a message.

Standing behind him, Jiang Yisheng saw the bloodied wound and felt a mixture of emotions.

After sending the message, Ji Mingqian turned around and saw Jiang Yisheng’s pale face. Assuming he was feeling unwell, Ji Mingqian asked, "Jiang Yisheng, did you hurt yourself? Don’t just bear with it."

"I’m fine," Jiang Yisheng said in a low voice, aware that Ji Mingqian had more severe injuries, yet he was the one being asked if he’d hurt himself somewhere.

He hesitated before speaking, "The wound on your back..."

Ji Mingqian moved his shoulder and felt a searing pain when it pulled at the wound on his back.

Damn.

This was indeed a sorry state to be in.

Seeing the guilt in Jiang Yisheng’s eyes, Ji Mingqian raised his hand to pat his shoulder and forced a smile, "It’s fine, I have thick skin. A bit of ointment and I’ll heal quickly."

Compared to injuries he had suffered in the past, this was truly nothing worth mentioning.

Knowing Ji Mingqian was trying to comfort him, Jiang Yisheng cast his eyes down, saying nothing in the end.

Shortly after, a black car pulled up in front of them.

The window rolled down, and Xue Wu sat in the driver’s seat.

Seeing Ji Mingqian, his face showed a measure of respect, "Boss Ji."

"Get in," Ji Mingqian nodded, opening the door for Jiang Yisheng to get in first.

Jiang Yisheng walked more slowly due to a sprained right foot.

Noticing this detail, Ji Mingqian’s eyes darkened, and he stepped forward to give him a hand.

Once Jiang Yisheng was seated in the car, Ji Mingqian then circled to the other side to get in.

"Let’s go to the hospital," he said.

"Yes," Xue Wu started the engine, and the car sped away.

Just as they got out of the car, Ye Jiuliang and Li Mochan, having received the message, were already waiting at the entrance of the hospital.

They didn’t rush to ask what happened but arranged for a doctor to check their injuries and administer treatment first.

After learning that neither of them was seriously hurt, Ye Jiuliang finally felt relieved.

In the hospital room, with two beds, Ji Mingqian had more serious injuries; the wound on his back had been cleaned and treated.

His body was wrapped in bandages, his clothes were torn, and he disliked the hospital gowns, so he chose to sit shirtless, waiting for Xue Wu to bring him clothes later.

"I’m sorry, it’s all because..." Jiang Yisheng sat at the bedside, his eyes dimming as he looked at the bandages on Ji Mingqian’s body.

"It’s not related to you. Those people were probably targeting me. If anyone’s to be blamed for dragging someone else into this, it should be me dragging you," Ji Mingqian interrupted, guessing what Jiang Yisheng was about to say, his tone still nonchalant.

At that moment, Ye Jiuliang entered the room, followed by Li Mochan.

Looking at Ji Mingqian’s injuries, Ye Jiuliang’s eyes grew cold.

"Ajiu, someone got hurt and is asking for comfort," Ji Mingqian leaned on the bed, pulling a sad face.

Seeing that he was still in the mood to joke, Ye Jiuliang gave him a glare, "Really brilliant, aren’t you? It’s Yisheng’s first time on a motorcycle, and now he might be traumatized by motorcycles."

"I’m injured," Ji Mingqian emphasized.

Ye Jiuliang shot back sharply, "Didn’t you just say it was a minor injury?"

Ji Mingqian, "..."

The friendship boat capsizes just like that.

"Cousin," seeing Li Mochan coming over, Jiang Yisheng called out obediently.

Li Mohan looked down at him with an unusual concern, "Are you hurt anywhere?"

Jiang Yisheng shook his head, "No."

After speaking, he added, "Don’t tell my grandma and them, okay?"

"What happened?" After the joking, Ye Jiuliang got down to business.

"I was suddenly followed by someone on the street, but it was strange, those people seemed to be giving me a warning, and didn’t seem to intend to really hurt me." Ji Mingqian said without avoiding Li Mohan and the others.

"The one who fired the gun was wearing a mask; I didn’t see his face."

A mask?

Ye Jiuliang furrowed her brows, it seemed that he was connected to those men in black.

It was her before, now it was Aqian, then who would be next...

Ji Mingqian also thought of this, and their gazes met, expressions grave.

If that really was the case, then Achen would have to be careful.

Not knowing what riddles they were playing at, Jiang Yisheng was completely baffled.

"Do you want to go back to your place, or stay at Mo Garden for a few days?" Ye Jiuliang asked.

Ji Mingqian glanced at Li Mohan, and smiled meaningfully, "No, I’m afraid your guy will get jealous."

"With skin as thick as yours, you’d get embarrassed?" Ye Jiuliang sneered lightly, "Come if you want, I can’t be bothered with you."

Jiang Yisheng said quietly, "Why don’t you come stay at Mo Garden, it’s not good for you to apply medicine to that wound by yourself."

At his words, three pairs of eyes turned to him at once.

Jiang Yisheng felt like he was sitting on pins and needles, his ear tips hidden in his hair turning red quietly.

He said, "There are lots of rooms at Mo Garden, right, cousin?"

Li Mohan withdrew his gaze, reluctantly hummed a response, as if to agree.

"It’s settled then, you two can stay together and heal. It’ll be good to have each other’s company." Ye Jiuliang made a final decision, "Just have Xue Wu pack up your things."

Not long after, Xue Wu brought clothes, and after Ji Mingqian got dressed, they all headed home together.

The impromptu disruption caused dinner to be delayed to nearly nine o’clock, turning dinner practically into a late-night snack.

After dinner, Xue Wu brought over a suitcase.

"I’ll carry it for you." Worried that he would strain his back wound, Jiang Yisheng offered.

Dodging his reaching hand, Ji Mingqian picked up the suitcase, teasing, "You better sit tight over there, lest you sprain your other foot."

"..."

So little faith in him, huh.

**

Warm yellow light spread across the room, brightening it.

After taking a shower, Ji Mingqian hugged his laptop, fiddling with it.

"Knock knock—"

The sound of knocking came, and Ji Mingqian put down the laptop, stood up, and opened the door.

"Here, remember to eat your meals on time and apply the white jar on the wound." Ye Jiuliang tossed him two small jars, explaining indifferently.

"Then what are you doing with that jar in your hand?" Ji Mingqian asked, curious about the green jar in her hand.

"It’s for Yisheng," she said.

Playing with the small jars in his hand, Ji Mingqian’s smile disappeared, "I just had a video call with Achen. The memorial day of our master is at the beginning of the month, and he asked us to return to Country Y a day earlier, then we’ll go back to the island together."

Ye Jiuliang nodded, "Got it. Let’s talk about other things tomorrow. Rest early, I’ll go deliver medicine to Yisheng."

"Yeah, and afterwards you can go and soothe yours," Ji Mingqian teased with a playful grin.

Ye Jiuliang rolled her eyes at him, "Beat it."

Ji Mingqian clicked his tongue, annoyed and somewhat embarrassed.