webnovelfull Chapter 551 Who to Look For
Chapter 551 Who to Look For
Because Lu Jingyan was treating her wounds, He Zhizhou let go of her hand. However, this place was not good, and the location was not good either. Director Zhao, with his keen insight, led them down the mountain and vacated the village chief's house.
He led the way while wiping the sweat from his brow, his steps hurried and tense.
But the conditions in the village are poor; even the best ones are still terrible.
Although the village chief's house was considered the best in the village, the walls were mottled, the roof leaked, the furniture was old and worn, and the air was filled with a musty and dusty smell.
A dilapidated wooden bed was hastily prepared and became Bai Yisha's temporary "sick bed".
Cheng Wangxun grabbed Jiang Ying and slapped her several times without any mercy. The crisp sound of the slaps echoed in the small room, waking Jiang Ying up after she had fainted again.
Jiang Ying's cheeks quickly swelled up and turned red, and the pain woke her up.
Then Cheng Wangxun directly yelled at her, "The key!"
The voice was icy cold, and a dangerous glint flashed in his eyes.
Jiang Ying, who had just woken up, was momentarily confused. Touching her face, she subconsciously asked, "What key?"
As soon as he finished asking the question, he met Cheng Wangxun's murderous gaze, which made him tremble in fear.
Cheng Wangxun narrowed his eyes, grabbed Jiang Ying by the hair, and pulled her over to Bai Yisha's side. His movements were rough and swift. He pointed at the chain on Bai Yisha's wrist and said coldly, "Unlock the chain!"
His voice was low and threatening, each word sounding as if squeezed out from between his teeth.
He has no sense of chivalry, especially since this is a human trafficker, not a precious gem.
His eyes were only on Bai Yisha.
"Ouch—" Jiang Ying's scalp tingled from the pulling, and tears welled up in her eyes instantly. She quickly reached out to protect her scalp: "Okay, okay, I'll open it now, stop pulling, it hurts!"
Her voice was distorted with pain, and her body trembled with fear.
Cheng Wangxun let go of her hand in disgust and went to the table to pour water to wash his hands.
Water flowed between his fingers as he carefully washed each crevice, his brow furrowed, clearly extremely uncomfortable with the contact he had just experienced.
He has mysophobia.
Lu Jingyan disinfected and applied medicine to Bai Yisha, his movements as light as a feather, afraid of hurting her.
Long, slender fingers gently traced the wound on Bai Yisha's wrist, and she carefully cleaned each scar with a cotton swab dipped in medicine.
His gaze was focused and gentle, and every touch was extremely tender. At the right moment, he would even blow gently, as if afraid of causing her the slightest pain.
......
Bai Yisha kept having dreams. One moment she dreamt that Yu Huanxi was covered in blood, lying on Yang Cuiping's bed, her face as pale as paper, her lips trembling slightly, constantly calling out, "Sister, save me!"
The sound was shrill and desperate, as if it pierced through a dream and struck the depths of Bai Yisha's heart.
A moment later, the girls who had run away were again broken in the arms and legs, hung up, bleeding profusely. Bright red blood dripped down their pale calves, forming glaring pools of blood on the ground.
Then those grotesque men approached with lewd grins, their smiles twisted and evil, their eyes gleaming with a nauseating light.
Bai Yisha's forehead was covered in fine sweat. She kept shaking her head and said anxiously, "No...no, go away!"
Her brows were furrowed, and her fingers unconsciously scratched at the sheets.
She suddenly opened her eyes, her pupils dilated with fear, her chest heaving violently, and her breathing rapid.
The next second, her hand was grasped.
That hand was warm and strong, carrying a reassuring power.
Song Yumi's eyes were red and swollen, like a wounded fawn. He woke up shortly after Bai Yisha arrived at the village chief's house and stayed by Bai Yisha's bedside.
His eyes were bloodshot, and his face was filled with worry and exhaustion.
"Baby...you scared me to death." Song Yumi's voice choked as he placed her hand next to his cheek. A tear 'plop' slid down his handsome face, the crystal tear glistening faintly in the dim light before finally landing on Bai Yisha's hand, bringing a touch of coolness.
Bai Yisha froze, and just as she was about to struggle to get up, Lu Mingxing helped her up, put his arm around her waist, and whispered, "Baby, did you have a nightmare?"
His voice was gentle as water, his eyes were full of concern, and the strength in his arms was just right, providing her with support without making her feel uncomfortable.
There were only the two of them in the room for the time being.
At this moment, Xi Yanchen came in with a bundle of firewood. When he saw Bai Yisha wake up, his eyes lit up. He put the firewood on the ground with a soft "thump" sound, and then quickly stepped forward, his footsteps making a slight sound on the wooden floor.
"Wife, you're awake? Do you feel unwell anywhere?" Xi Yanchen's voice was gentle and concerned, his eyes full of worry. He leaned down slightly, wanting to see Bai Yisha's face more clearly.
Bai Yisha was stunned for a couple of seconds, looked around the room, blinked her beautiful eyes twice, and when she saw them there, asked uncertainly, "Am I dreaming?"
No sooner had she finished speaking than a fluffy head appeared in her arms.
Song Yumi buried her face in her arms, sobbing like a little animal seeking comfort.
Her shoulders trembled slightly from crying, and her tears quickly soaked through Bai Yisha's clothes.
“Baby…baby…I’m sorry, I didn’t protect you…you…you don’t want to…I’m scared…” Song Yumi’s words were broken and filled with self-blame and fear. His arms were tightly wrapped around Bai Yisha’s waist, as if she would disappear if he let go.
"Get off!"
Cheng Wangxun came in from outside, carrying a coat in his hand; it was his own.
As soon as he entered, he saw Song Yumi holding Bai Yisha. He stepped forward with a fierce expression, grabbed Song Yumi, and pulled him away effortlessly by tightly gripping Song Yumi's collar.
Then, he carefully put the coat on Bai Yisha: "Pretty boy, why don't you light the firewood? It's freezing in here!"
Xi Yanchen: "......"
This young master really doesn't hold back when he's ordering people around.
However, he still went to start a fire with the firewood he had just brought in, mainly for Bai Yisha.
Cheng Wangxun looked at the unharmed Bai Yisha, and his eyes also reddened.
Those eyes, usually sharp as an eagle's, were now glistening with tears, and his Adam's apple bobbed as if he were suppressing some emotion.
Seriously, that scared him to death!
So he swept her up in his arms, rested his chin on her head, and said in a deep voice, "Silly girl, you're not allowed to leave my sight from now on."
Cheng Wangxun's voice was low and hoarse, with a slight, almost imperceptible tremor. The strength in his arms was both domineering and gentle, as if he wanted to knead her into his very bones.
Bai Yisha was still out of it and it took her a while to come to her senses. She looked up at Cheng Wangxun and gently patted his back: "A-Xun, let go of me first, I need to go find someone."
"Who are you looking for?"
Lu Jingyan came in carrying a suitcase and casually asked.
After treating Bai Yisha's wounds, He Zhizhou immediately assigned tasks to them.