Lin Lian hissed, then lowered his head.

When she lowered her head, she froze.

Han Zaixing held her left hand and looked at the scars on her left hand.

Lin Lian said nothing.

The moment she threw herself at the cart, she received a scratch on her left forearm. It wasn't very serious, but it was bleeding. It was rubbed on the ground and looked a little oozing.

Han Zaixing picked up her arm and looked at it, then rolled up her sleeves little by little.

Lin Lian didn't want Han Zaixing to see it, but now that he had seen it, she was being pretentious in trying to stop her.

Lin Lian said: "It's okay, just a minor injury. Do you have a medical kit here?"

Han Zaixing lowered his head and said nothing. He rolled Lin Liang's sleeve along the wound to his elbow, or even a little above the elbow. He didn't stop until the wound was no longer exposed.

That is to say, when he stopped, the complete scars on Lin Lian's arm were exposed.

There were long scratches, dense abrasions on both sides of the scratches, and blood oozing out, which was shocking to see.

Han Zaixing held Lin Liang's hand tightly and said dumbly, "You were injured when you fell, right?"

He seemed to be confirming something, his voice was unsteady.

Lin Lian was startled for a moment, not expecting that he would know that she fell.

But soon, the forest curtain became clear.

She had been out for so long and he couldn't find her, so he must have adjusted the surveillance system.

And if you adjust the monitoring, you will naturally know everything.

"Yeah, but you don't have to worry, it's just a little injury."

"Small injury?"

Han Zaixing looked up at her. At this moment, his eyes were red.

Full of red.

Lin Lian was stunned, "I can do it..."

Han Zaixing looked at the forest curtain. Her eyes were still clean and pure, without any anger or dissatisfaction.

Han Zaixing hugged Lin Liang fiercely and rubbed Lin Liang tightly into his arms.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

It's his fault.

It's all his fault.

He hurt her.

When Lin Lian knew that he was injured and Han Zaixing found out, he would blame himself. As expected.

It was more serious than she imagined.

Lin Lian hugged Han Zaixing, patted his back, and comforted him softly, "Zaixing, it's not your fault. It was an accident and has nothing to do with you."

In fact, Lin Lian knew what the situation was, but at this time she would rather chalk it up to an accident.

Han Zaixing didn't speak any more. He just kept tightening his arms and buried his face into Lin Lian's neck.

Lin Lian, I understand what you are thinking, but at this moment, I hate myself.

You were hurt by one of your own, but it was Zhan Lianshi who saved you.

instead of me.

Han Zaixing took Lin Lian to the hospital to treat the wound on her hand.

After the wound was treated, the two returned to Han's house.

Zhan Le is not at home.

Not long after the two went out, Zhan Le also went out.

Zhan Le is not a full-time wife, she also has her own career and is very busy.

The nanny was surprised when she saw the two people coming back.

"Young Master, Young Mistress."

Han Zaixing hummed and took Lin Lian back to the bedroom.

"I booked a flight back to Paris in the evening. We will return to Paris in the evening."

Lin Lian was surprised, "At night? Aren't we leaving tomorrow?"

"Well, go back to Paris as soon as possible."

With that said, he pulled the curtain to the sofa and sat down, looking at her, "Sit tight, I'll pack my luggage."

Pat her head gently, as if you were treating a child.

Then he turned around to pack his luggage.

Lin Lian looked at Han Zaixing's back and said, "Yes, I want to go back tomorrow."

Han Zaixing stopped.
Chapter completed!