Chapter 17: Be careful. Frankly speaking, I can play you to death!_1

Who would have thought that his brain would short-circuit at that moment, making him reach out and grab? But when he thinks back to the feel of her hand...ahem, it seemed quite nice!

"Pan'er, I...I didn't mean to, I really didn't mean to, I was...I..."

Qin Yi tried to explain, but the more he spoke, the worse it sounded.

He wanted to say something else but his throat was painfully dry, and his voice was so hoarse it hardly seemed to come from his mouth.

In the end, all he could do was spread his hands out in helplessness, and lower his head in defeat.

He cursed inwardly!

This is clearly his wife. All he did was accidentally touch her hand. How did he become a villain commiting ten evils sins so fast?

Su Pan'er was seething inside!

"Get out!"

No matter how thick-skinned she was, her cheeks were burning, and her face turned red as if on fire!

Anger rushed to her head.

Barely being able to resist lashing out again, when she saw the imprint on Qin Yi's face, and the embarrassed and evasive look in his eyes, she backed down.

"If you, the sickly seedling, want to live a few more days, you better stop thinking nonsense. If not, you don't have to wait for your natural death, I can end you right now."

He should look at his own situation; in his broken body, he wants to take advantage of me?

Better be careful or I'll play you to death!

Angrily, she rolled up the blanket, turned to face the inside and closed her eyes, refusing to talk anymore.

But she kept on grinding her teeth in secret!

This damned Qin Yi, dared to take advantage of me! If he does it again next time, I will break his dog paw!

At this moment, the main room on the left had lights on.

Qin Wan'er was lying in bed, an old man was carefully feeling her pulse. After a long time, he withdrew his hand, "There's no big problem, just need a few days of rest after the shock. I also will prescribe a few calming decoctions for my niece and then you can rest assured."

The old man said, picking up his paper and brush. He wrote a prescription and handed it to Old Qin.

Old Qin took it hurriedly: "Old Hu, what about Wan'er's face..."

Wan'er was shocked but that was not what concerned Mrs. Qin-Li the most. She was more worried about the cut on her face. Wan'er is destined to marry into a wealthy family and live a good life. If there's a scar on her face, what can we do?

"These little scratches don't matter, just apply the medicine that I have prescribed, it will be fine in a few days."

Old Uncle Hu waved his hand, his mind clearly elsewhere: "As for leaving a scar, it doesn't matter. The scar is near the hairline, if you put bangs down it will cover it. By the way, where's your third son? How is his disease now?"

He had been treating Qin Yi these days, since he was already here, he naturally had to inquire.

In the firewood room.

Silenced settled between them.

Su Pan'er lay with her back to Qin Yi unmoving, seemingly deep in sleep.

Qin Yi's eyes kept straying to the side-lying figure. His heart pounding wildly, as if going to burst out of his chest, causing him to cough continuously. It took a long time to recover.

The tumult in his heart grew stronger and he became increasingly unsettled.

"I, I'm going out for a while."

Regardless if she heard him or not, he practically ran from the firewood room like a fugitive, hiding outside the firewood room, slamming the door shut.

The presence of this domineering woman is just too overwhelming!

Almost at the same time, as Qin Yi closed the door, Su Pan'er opened her eyes again. She turned and looked at the closed door with a puzzled expression.

The reason she spared him was, in fact, she noticed that Qin Yi's condition seemed to be rapidly deteriorating.

She furrowed her brows, wondering if it was tied to Mrs. Qin's beating in the morning.

As soon as he stepped out of the firewood room, a look of surprise appeared on Qin Yi's face.

"Old Uncle Hu, when did you get here?"

The ones who walked out of the room were Qin Yu and Old Uncle Hu.

"I just came out after examining your sister."

Old Uncle Hu pointed at the East Wing Room and chuckled, "You were getting married yesterday, I didn't feel right to come. How are you feeling today? Why don't I take a look at you too? This time, I won't charge you a consultation fee."

During a joyous occasion, no one would like to see their doctor. Old Uncle Hu intentionally avoided, which Qin Yi was deeply moved by.

"Thank you so much, Old Uncle Hu. Please, come in."