Deliberately Approaching
Chapter 220: The Pigeon Soup Smells So Good

Chapter 220: Chapter 220: The Pigeon Soup Smells So Good

Things that should not be wished for should not be dwelt upon, especially concerning someone he had protected for 15 years.

Li Zishen, you are not worthy!

Leng Lingxiao thought to himself and his gaze swept over to a nearby area, where two suspicious-looking property staff were trimming flowers and plants between the buildings.

He knew those must be Li Zishen’s men.

Just before Tang Xiaowan had arrived, there had been only one person nearby; now that he and Tang Xiaowan had stepped out together, another had appeared.

"Wow, Huahua, this car is so cool!"

"It’s yours," Leng Lingxiao said, sitting in the car and smiling at Tang Xiaowan.

The car had been delivered just that morning. It was grand and bold, and in every aspect—whether it was the color or the model—it was all chosen according to Tang Xiaowan’s past preferences.

"Thanks for the gesture, I truly appreciate it, but I don’t need it!"

"Tangtang, I’m not joking, I’m really giving it to you. Having two cars... it’s more convenient."

"If you say that again, I’m getting out of the car."

"Okay, okay, got it."

After refusing Leng Lingxiao, Tang Xiaowan snapped her fingers with force, and Cheng Shi immediately started the car and headed towards the community gate.

She had just learned this gesture from Wang Meijuan and was still not proficient at it, but fortunately, Cheng Shi understood.

...

Half an hour later, in a surgical consulting room.

The family hospital they were in was the closest one to Jin City University.

After briefly explaining the reason for their visit, the chief physician lifted his hand and pointed towards a blue curtain by the window. "Take off your shirt; let’s examine the wound first."

Leng Lingxiao stood up and headed straight there.

Behind the screen was a consultation area, with a bed—a rather narrow one.

Although Tang Xiaowan felt somewhat shy, she still plucked up the courage to help him take off his suit jacket and untie his necktie, since Cheng Shi hadn’t come in with them.

At this moment, they seemed like a couple.

Leng Lingxiao’s face was filled with joyful happiness, quietly enjoying the care and beauty of the moment.

"Tangtang, thank you for your trouble."

Tang Xiaowan bit her lower lip. "It’s fine."

Next was the grey shirt.

But no sooner had she unbuttoned the third button that Tang Xiaowan’s little face suddenly turned red, including her ears, akin to freshly boiled shrimp.

Oh no, her face felt hot—it must be red.

She hadn’t felt anything on the day he was injured, so why was this happening today?

Chou Huahua, it’s all your fault!

Tang Xiaowan, with her head down, quickly finished unbuttoning the rest of the shirt, then stepped out from behind the screen and called out cheerfully.

"Doctor, we’re ready."

As soon as she finished speaking, the doctor came over.

With the help of medical tweezers, the gauze was slowly removed, the wound exposed. After a brief pause, it was redressed after being disinfected again.

"How did this happen? It’s so deep," the doctor asked with a frown after washing his hands.

This answer was crucial. After all, it was a knife wound, and there was another startling scar on his body. It could easily lead to misunderstandings or even the police being notified.

"It happened while we were playing about with fruit cutting, just an accident. There’s no infection, right?"

Tang Xiaowan’s bright almond eyes twinkled, and the doctor, no longer pursuing further questions, seemed to believe her.

Shortly after, the doctor left the consultation area, and Tang Xiaowan dressed Leng Lingxiao piece by piece, his tie still impeccably tied.

Only this time, Tang Xiaowan’s face didn’t turn red anymore; she was just worried, her hands trembling slightly.

Leng Lingxiao saw this, and it warmed his heart.

"The stitches... has the gauze not been changed since?"

The doctor, while typing on the keyboard, asked about the wound inspection as he entered the details into the system.

"Doctor, what’s wrong? Has there been an infection?" Tang Xiaowan’s heart clenched tight.

The injury had been because of her, and as long as Leng Lingxiao’s wound wasn’t healed, she naturally felt guilty and worried every day.

"Mm, there’s still some bleeding. Avoid strenuous exercise in the near future, and don’t let your emotions fluctuate too much. This is not conducive to the healing of the wound. Observe it frequently and come back every three days to change the dressing."

Tang Xiaowan frowned: "Bleeding?"

She hadn’t dared to look when the doctor was examining just now. It was like that day when Wang Meijuan was stitching up Leng Lingxiao; she bit her lower lip, turned her body to the side, and silently prayed in her heart.

Healthy and safe!

Leng Lingxiao quickly looked at Tang Xiaowan and comforted her with a smile, "It’s okay; it doesn’t hurt at all."

"Doctor, is there anything else we need to pay attention to? Do we need to get an IV, to reduce inflammation or anything? Do we need to be hospitalized?" Tang Xiaowan looked anxiously at the doctor, beads of sweat appeared on the tip of her nose in an instant.

"IV for three days and observe."

"No need for IV, medication will suffice," Leng Lingxiao interrupted.

He didn’t want an IV, thinking it was unnecessary.

Besides, there was a family doctor at Jinshan Villa, and if an infection of the wound really occurred, it could be dealt with on their own.

The sudden decision to go to the hospital today was nothing more than jealousy over the blatant display of affection with the roses. He couldn’t just sit by and do nothing.

Li Zishen’s arrogance had to be put out; otherwise, he really thought he could do anything he wanted.

"Don’t want an IV?" The doctor took his hand off the mouse and then looked at Leng Lingxiao; after pausing for a few seconds, he looked at Tang Xiaowan.

"How can you not get an IV? Huahua, you can’t act tough on this kind of thing. Since you are in the hospital, you have to listen to the doctor’s treatment."

"Doctor, is that okay?" Leng Lingxiao’s mouth curved slightly, emphasizing his idea once again.

His chin lifted slightly, and his tone was decisive.

The doctor first frowned and then nodded, "Not getting an IV is fine too, so let’s just prescribe some medicine to take for a few days, remember not to bathe before the stitches come out, wiping is okay, but avoid the wound. If you have a fever, come to the hospital as soon as possible."

"Okay, thank you."

Seeing the doctor had relented, Tang Xiaowan didn’t say anything more, but she secretly sighed to herself that Leng Lingxiao shouldn’t act tough just for the sake of his image.

...

When they got back to Jinyuan, it was already five in the afternoon.

Tang Xiaowan personally made pigeon soup, prepared noodles, and even fried two eggs sunny-side-up.

Pigeon soup is beneficial for healing wounds, something she’d heard from Granny Yu. Afraid she couldn’t do it well, she had even humbly sought advice and stayed by the stove until the soup was done.

The patient’s meal made Leng Lingxiao overjoyed. Although he couldn’t show off to Li Zishen, pride was written all over his handsome face.

"This soup smells good. Will we have more tomorrow?"

"I don’t know; it depends on my mood. Is it really that good?"

"Yes, you didn’t sneak a taste?"

"Of course not. There’s only so much soup from two pigeons. Wow, I kindly make soup for you, and you actually suspect me of stealing a taste?"

"No, no, just kidding!"

As the two chatted on, the conversation flowed effortlessly, and they inadvertently talked about the dress rehearsal, throwing the phone, and receiving a call with an electronic voice.

This time, Leng Lingxiao didn’t avoid the topic or answer irrelevantly; he told the truth.

"What did you say? Yi Xiaodan was pushed off Jinyuan Bridge by Su Luoyi’s father? My God, how could this be? The first time I heard Li Zishen talk about it, my heart felt so sad, especially uncomfortable, just like... I thought it was an accident, I didn’t expect it to be like this."

"Absolutely true, sentenced to 25 years."

"Why would the electronic voice want to take revenge on the Leng Family? It shouldn’t be. It wasn’t Li Zishen’s dad who pushed him; his dad even donated to Jinda University in the name of Yi Xiaodan’s deceased wife for ten years. It doesn’t add up, what’s the relationship between the electronic voice and Yi Xiaodan?"

"It does sound illogical."

"Huahua, you, do you know something else that you haven’t told me?"

Leng Lingxiao shook his head, "No, I’m still investigating. Do you know that Li Zishen’s mother, that is Yuan Min, she’s from Blue City?"

"Last time when I went to Bie Yuan, she didn’t mention Blue City, but, I can’t remember clearly."

"Su Luoyi’s family is also from Blue City."

As soon as Leng Lingxiao finished speaking, Tang Xiaowan suddenly covered her mouth, her bright apricot eyes shimmering with tears as if she had realized something.

"It wasn’t an accident; from Blue City!"

"Tangtang, what’s wrong, are you okay?"