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Chapter 487 Gu Yelin Exerts His Power (2)

Chapter 487: Chapter 487 Gu Yelin Exerts His Power (2)

"Miss, you finally woke up! We were scared to death!" An Zhifeng lifted his arm in a broken plaster cast, and naively scratched the back of his head, "Miss, you can’t take such risks in the future. Our lives may not be valuable, but you can’t afford to be in danger!"

As soon as An Zhifeng had finished speaking, the other eleven men repeatedly nodded their heads.

"That’s right, Miss, you have to take good care of yourself. We will work hard," said Lao Shi, An Zhiying, in his typically abstinent handsome manner, pushing up the glasses on the bridge of his nose and pursing his red lips with a serious expression.

An Yiqing smiled warmly at everyone and then gently shook her head, speaking softly, "I’ve said before that from the day you followed me, you became my brothers. Your lives are as important as mine. Besides, I promised Director Huang that I would do my best to keep you all safe."

The girl’s words were calm and plain, yet they brought tears to the eyes of twelve tough men. The hospital room fell silent, filled with warmth and emotion.

At that moment, the door to the hospital room was gently pushed open.

Everyone turned to look and saw Gu Yelin standing at the door, holding an exquisite food container, his presence imposing.

An Zhifeng and the twelve men always had an inexplicable sense of fear towards Gu Yelin. Especially after what he had said at the fire scene, they felt that this king-like man was an insurmountable peak; even standing beside him was somewhat suffocating.

"Zhifeng, you guys should go back to your room and rest. Rest well and recover," said An Yiqing softly, noticing the discomfort of her twelve men, and gently asked them to leave.

"Then, Miss, you take good care of yourself. We’ll come see you again tomorrow," said An Zhifeng and the others, relieved, and then they quickly left the hospital room.

Gu Yelin had been standing coldly at the door, motionlessly watching as An Zhifeng and the others left. Then, as soon as the last man stepped out, he closed the door tightly behind them.

An Yiqing looked helplessly at Gu Yelin, whose face was still icy, and coquettishly said, "Ah Lin, don’t be like that with them, they’re scared."

Hearing the girl’s words, Gu Yelin’s chill receded slightly, but his displeasure was still evident.

He placed the food container on the table and, while arranging it, said in a low voice, "They are too weak. They need someone to deter them. Without pressure, there will be no progress."

An Yiqing understood Gu Yelin’s thoughts. He was upset with her. He was angry at himself for not being there to protect her when she was in trouble. And this anger extended to An Zhifeng and the others as well.

"Ah Lin," the girl reached out with her soft little hand and gently grabbed Gu Yelin’s large hand, cooing softly, "It’s not your fault. It’s me who is too weak. Ah Feng and the others have just started practicing ancient martial arts. I’m already very satisfied with their progress. Please don’t be angry, okay? Once I’m discharged, I’ll ask Great General Gu to help me train and improve my strength, alright? If you’re still mad, I won’t eat!"

By the end, An Yiqing pouted her lips, then sneakily peeked upward at Gu Yelin, whose expression was noticeably softening. Then, her eyes shifted, scheming something.

"Ouch~that hurts!"

The girl suddenly exclaimed, startling Gu Yelin, who quickly bent over to inspect her closely.

"What’s wrong? Where does it hurt again?"

An Yiqing bowed her head, covering her chest, struggling to suppress her smile, and said in pain, "My chest hurts so much! Oh Ah Lin! Am I going to die? Ouch~stop being angry~Ouch~"

Upon hearing this, Gu Yelin felt no annoyance, only concern took over.

He reached out to gently wrap his arm around An Yiqing’s shoulders, anxiously saying, "I’m not upset. Tutu, I’ll call the doctor, just hang in there!"