I saw that he gently untied the bandage that Fengchen had tied for him in the morning, cleaned up the remaining potion with disinfectant potion, and then reapplied the ointment and tied gauze.

The whole movement is so smooth and gentle, careful, and done in one go, it seems that he really looks like a connoisseur, does he often help others bandage their wounds?

Su Ziyue thought that an inexplicable sadness suddenly welled up in her heart, he was the boss of the underworld, and injuries and the like should be commonplace! She looked at him in deep thought.

Suddenly, I saw Dongfang Yanye stand up and take off his clothes without warning, and in the blink of an eye, he was naked with his upper body facing away from Su Ziyue.

Su Ziyue shouted in panic: "Pervert, get out!" She grabbed the pillow beside her and was about to smash it at him, but when she saw through the cracks between the fingers covering her eyes that his white and strong back was covered with horrific scars, the pillow in her hand fell weakly, and tears slowly slipped down her eyes unconsciously.

Because she saw a few new scars, the ones he had last been stabbed by a piece of broken glass to save himself.

"I'm sorry!" She whimpered sadly, with a thick nasal voice and even a hint of crying.

Dongfang Yanye had already changed into a white shirt, he turned around slowly, hugged the crying Su Ziyue, and said softly: "Rest early, there is only one bed in the house now, and I will sort out a room for you tomorrow." ”

"And where do you sleep?" Su Ziyue raised her eyes and asked.

"Do you want to sleep with me, I don't mind!" Dongfang Yanye suddenly approached Su Ziyue and laughed with a playful smile on his face.

"How is it possible, all right, get out, Miss Ben is going to sleep, good night!" She blushed and pushed him away, pulled the quilt over her head and covered her head, her cheeks flushed at the moment, so she was not shy.

Dongfang Yanye just glanced at her dotingly, then turned around and closed the door and walked out.

It wasn't until she heard the crisp footsteps downstairs that Su Ziyue stuck her head out of the quilt, slowly pulled the quilt open and tiptoed out of bed.

"Uncle Zhang, how is grandpa today?" Dongfang Yanye buttoned his cuffs and said to Uncle Zhang, the housekeeper who looked uncomfortable.

"Young master, master, he, he's gone." Uncle Zhang seemed to be unbearable, but in the end he still said it in a hurry, and there were faint tears on his old cheeks.

Dongfang Yanye was shocked after hearing this, and his body trembled obviously. In an instant, he felt as if his soul had detached from his body, and he staggered out with a light empty shell.

"Young Master, wait for me!" The housekeeper Uncle Zhang followed closely behind him, of course he knew that the old man liked and loved the young master the most since he was a child, and the young master also loved the old man very much, even more than his love for his father.

Su Ziyue only heard the sound of talking downstairs, but after a while, it was silent. She walked down the stairs barefoot and holding on to the delicately crafted handrail.

To her amazement, the whole hall was empty, except for the gold-encrusted doors with the open and the ornate crystal chandeliers blazing with dazzling light.

"Wicked man, are you there?" Su Ziyue tentatively called softly, but all she responded to was the same echo, and she didn't feel scared.

Could it be that there is only one person in this house now, thinking of this, Su Ziyue felt creepy, she was most afraid of being alone, and she was in such a big house.

She wanted to run upstairs quickly and sleep under the quilt, but her stomach barked again, and a piece of cake was not enough to fill her stomach. She couldn't, so she had to be brave enough to find the kitchen and find something to eat.