Chapter 144
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Chapter 144 Unfair
Ye Fei felt indignant. Clearly, he was just practicing his skills, but Murong saw this kind of ambiguous scene! Then, he remembered how Zhong Mei kissed him in the car, and blushed a little.
Zhong Mei hurriedly stood up, her face red like a tomato, "The floor is wet... I just slipped! My name is Zhong Mei, Ye Fei's friend."
"I know, we met last night. Thank you very much for yesterday. Your blood saved my friend’s life!" Murong said heartily.
Zhong Mei bashfully waved her hands. "It’s nothing... I’d come to help even if I had no idea who she was, not to mention she is Professor Chu’s and Ye Fei's friend."
Murong laughed, "I think we owe you a meal one of these days."
"Well, I have classes today. I'll be on my way." Zhong Mei nodded, said goodbye to Ye Fei, and ran off.
Murong sighed, shook her head, and whispered, "So unfair."
"What do you mean?" Ye Fei asked her.
"She’s such a good girl; clever, sensible and helpful. Why did God put such an ugly birthmark on her face? How is that fair?" Murong sighed again.
"It can be fixed," Ye Fei said with determination.
Murong’s eyes lit up. "Really? That's amazing! such a kind girl, should be beautiful and alive."
Ye Fei smiled and clutched the remaining chopstick in his hand. "Well, you scared away my assistant, so now you have to help me practice!"
"Practice? Oh, yes, I'd love to see that! But how are you going to do it?” Murong frowned. "You wounds are too serious. Maybe you should let them heal first."
"I can't wait that long," Ye Fei said with a wry smile and explained to Murong what he’d told Zhong Mei.
"Alright, let's do this." Murong grabbed an apple from the fruit basket and threw it up.
Ye Fei used the chopstick to pierce the apple.
"Hmm, you are seriously hurt. You’ve lost a lot of strength." Murong remembered how, on the day they first met, Ye Fei nailed a pencil into a wall so hard no one could pull it out.
He glanced at her. "Nonsense!"
"Seems I’ll have to get a protection detail assigned to you. You’re too vulnerable in this state."
Murong went outside to make a call. A few hours later, four policemen arrived to take shifts guarding Ye Fei’s ward.
For the next couple of weeks, Ye Fei lived quite comfortably at the hospital. Zhong Mei, Chu Mo and Murong would bring him delicious foods every day, and after dinner, they took turns helping him practice.
At first it was apples, then Ye Fei started to pierce clementines, grapes, and finally even hard walnuts.
This made Ye Fei's wrists and fingers more flexible, and his throwing skill was even better than ever before.
One day, he picked up a grape seed and snapped his fingers, shooting the seed at a white porcelain teacup on the bedside table.
The cup shattered into several pieces, splashing water all over the table.
"Ye Fei, what are you doing?" Murong cried out in amazement. "Incredible! Did you just come up with this trick? I’ve never seen you do that before."
"Haha, it’s not really too dangerous, unless it hits the eyes." Ye Fei smiled contentedly. At least he got some use out of all this free time.
Ye Fei ate very well every day and after two weeks his wounds had almost entirely healed. He could walk steadily, but his arms, shoulders and back were still covered with hideous scars.
Ye Fei climbed out of bed and started his physical warmup. Murong helped him walk around the ward and stretch his stiff legs.
"Skill is built on perseverance. I must move forward, or I'll fall behind." Ye Fei knew that if he neglected exercising his legs, they would become weak and stiff and his Kung Fu would suffer as a result.
Lin Qingwan arrived, looking very tired. She didn't often come to the hospital. Zhong Mei, Chu Mo and Murong had been taking care of Ye Fei most of the time. Occasionally, the nurse, Mu Cheng, would come over. They didn't really know what Lin Qingwan had been up to that whole time.
"Ye Fei, you look good. I think it’s time for you to get out of here. I have prepared the discharge forms for you."
"Leave the hospital today?" Murong was a little surprised. "But he still hasn’t fully healed!"
"I employed him to protect me, not lie around on a hospital bed and eat all day." Lin Qingwan coldly said. "He’s leaving today."
Ye Fei snorted irately, and Murong cried out, "Sister Qingwan, how can you do this? It's too... Too impersonal!"
"I am who I am. Some day you will understand how much I've sacrificed for him, Sister Murong," Lin Qingwan replied coldly.
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Chapter 144 Unfair
Ye Fei felt indignant. Clearly, he was just practicing his skills, but Murong saw this kind of ambiguous scene! Then, he remembered how Zhong Mei kissed him in the car, and blushed a little.
Zhong Mei hurriedly stood up, her face red like a tomato, "The floor is wet... I just slipped! My name is Zhong Mei, Ye Fei's friend."
"I know, we met last night. Thank you very much for yesterday. Your blood saved my friend’s life!" Murong said heartily.
Zhong Mei bashfully waved her hands. "It’s nothing... I’d come to help even if I had no idea who she was, not to mention she is Professor Chu’s and Ye Fei's friend."
Murong laughed, "I think we owe you a meal one of these days."
"Well, I have classes today. I'll be on my way." Zhong Mei nodded, said goodbye to Ye Fei, and ran off.
Murong sighed, shook her head, and whispered, "So unfair."
"What do you mean?" Ye Fei asked her.
"She’s such a good girl; clever, sensible and helpful. Why did God put such an ugly birthmark on her face? How is that fair?" Murong sighed again.
"It can be fixed," Ye Fei said with determination.
Murong’s eyes lit up. "Really? That's amazing! such a kind girl, should be beautiful and alive."
Ye Fei smiled and clutched the remaining chopstick in his hand. "Well, you scared away my assistant, so now you have to help me practice!"
"Practice? Oh, yes, I'd love to see that! But how are you going to do it?” Murong frowned. "You wounds are too serious. Maybe you should let them heal first."
"I can't wait that long," Ye Fei said with a wry smile and explained to Murong what he’d told Zhong Mei.
"Alright, let's do this." Murong grabbed an apple from the fruit basket and threw it up.
Ye Fei used the chopstick to pierce the apple.
"Hmm, you are seriously hurt. You’ve lost a lot of strength." Murong remembered how, on the day they first met, Ye Fei nailed a pencil into a wall so hard no one could pull it out.
He glanced at her. "Nonsense!"
"Seems I’ll have to get a protection detail assigned to you. You’re too vulnerable in this state."
Murong went outside to make a call. A few hours later, four policemen arrived to take shifts guarding Ye Fei’s ward.
For the next couple of weeks, Ye Fei lived quite comfortably at the hospital. Zhong Mei, Chu Mo and Murong would bring him delicious foods every day, and after dinner, they took turns helping him practice.
At first it was apples, then Ye Fei started to pierce clementines, grapes, and finally even hard walnuts.
This made Ye Fei's wrists and fingers more flexible, and his throwing skill was even better than ever before.
One day, he picked up a grape seed and snapped his fingers, shooting the seed at a white porcelain teacup on the bedside table.
The cup shattered into several pieces, splashing water all over the table.
"Ye Fei, what are you doing?" Murong cried out in amazement. "Incredible! Did you just come up with this trick? I’ve never seen you do that before."
"Haha, it’s not really too dangerous, unless it hits the eyes." Ye Fei smiled contentedly. At least he got some use out of all this free time.
Ye Fei ate very well every day and after two weeks his wounds had almost entirely healed. He could walk steadily, but his arms, shoulders and back were still covered with hideous scars.
Ye Fei climbed out of bed and started his physical warmup. Murong helped him walk around the ward and stretch his stiff legs.
"Skill is built on perseverance. I must move forward, or I'll fall behind." Ye Fei knew that if he neglected exercising his legs, they would become weak and stiff and his Kung Fu would suffer as a result.
Lin Qingwan arrived, looking very tired. She didn't often come to the hospital. Zhong Mei, Chu Mo and Murong had been taking care of Ye Fei most of the time. Occasionally, the nurse, Mu Cheng, would come over. They didn't really know what Lin Qingwan had been up to that whole time.
"Ye Fei, you look good. I think it’s time for you to get out of here. I have prepared the discharge forms for you."
"Leave the hospital today?" Murong was a little surprised. "But he still hasn’t fully healed!"
"I employed him to protect me, not lie around on a hospital bed and eat all day." Lin Qingwan coldly said. "He’s leaving today."
Ye Fei snorted irately, and Murong cried out, "Sister Qingwan, how can you do this? It's too... Too impersonal!"
"I am who I am. Some day you will understand how much I've sacrificed for him, Sister Murong," Lin Qingwan replied coldly.
Chapter 144 UnfairYe Fei felt indignant. Clearly, he was just practicing his skills, but Murong saw this kind of ambiguous scene! Then, he remembered how Zhong Mei kissed him in the car, and blushed a little.Zhong Mei hurriedly stood up, her face red like a tomato, "The floor is wet... I just slipped! My name is Zhong Mei, Ye Fei's friend.""I know, we met last night. Thank you very much for yesterday. Your blood saved my friend's life!" Murong said heartily.Zhong Mei bashfully waved her hands. "It's nothing... I'd come to help even if I had no idea who she was, not to mention she is Professor Chu's and Ye Fei's friend."Murong laughed, "I think we owe you a meal one of these days.""Well, I have classes today. I'll be on my way." Zhong Mei nodded, said goodbye to Ye Fei, and ran off.Murong sighed, shook her head, and whispered, "So unfair.""What do you mean?" Ye Fei asked her."She's such a good girl; clever, sensible and helpful. Why did God put such an ugly birthmark on her face? How is that fair?" Murong sighed again."It can be fixed," Ye Fei said with determination.Murong's eyes lit up. "Really? That's amazing! such a kind girl, should be beautiful and alive."Ye Fei smiled and clutched the remaining chopstick in his hand. "Well, you scared away my assistant, so now you have to help me practice!" "Practice? Oh, yes, I'd love to see that! But how are you going to do it? Murong frowned. "You wounds are too serious. Maybe you should let them heal first.""I can't wait that long," Ye Fei said with a wry smile and explained to Murong what he'd told Zhong Mei."Alright, let's do this." Murong grabbed an apple from the fruit basket and threw it up.Ye Fei used the chopstick to pierce the apple."Hmm, you are seriously hurt. You've lost a lot of strength." Murong remembered how, on the day they first met, Ye Fei nailed a pencil into a wall so hard no one could pull it out.He glanced at her. "Nonsense!""Seems I'll have to get a protection detail assigned to you. You're too vulnerable in this state."Murong went outside to make a call. A few hours later, four policemen arrived to take shifts guarding Ye Fei's ward.For the next couple of weeks, Ye Fei lived quite comfortably at the hospital. Zhong Mei, Chu Mo and Murong would bring him delicious foods every day, and after dinner, they took turns helping him practice.At first it was apples, then Ye Fei started to pierce clementines, grapes, and finally even hard walnuts.This made Ye Fei's wrists and fingers more flexible, and his throwing skill was even better than ever before.One day, he picked up a grape seed and snapped his fingers, shooting the seed at a white porcelain teacup on the bedside table.The cup shattered into several pieces, splashing water all over the table."Ye Fei, what are you doing?" Murong cried out in amazement. "Incredible! Did you just come up with this trick? I've never seen you do that before.""Haha, it's not really too dangerous, unless it hits the eyes." Ye Fei smiled contentedly. At least he got some use out of all this free time.Ye Fei ate very well every day and after two weeks his wounds had almost entirely healed. He could walk steadily, but his arms, shoulders and back were still covered with hideous scars.Ye Fei climbed out of bed and started his physical warmup. Murong helped him walk around the ward and stretch his stiff legs."Skill is built on perseverance. I must move forward, or I'll fall behind." Ye Fei knew that if he neglected exercising his legs, they would become weak and stiff and his Kung Fu would suffer as a result.Lin Qingwan arrived, looking very tired. She didn't often come to the hospital. Zhong Mei, Chu Mo and Murong had been taking care of Ye Fei most of the time. Occasionally, the nurse, Mu Cheng, would come over. They didn't really know what Lin Qingwan had been up to that whole time."Ye Fei, you look good. I think it's time for you to get out of here. I have prepared the discharge forms for you.""Leave the hospital today?" Murong was a little surprised. "But he still hasn't fully healed!""I employed him to protect me, not lie around on a hospital bed and eat all day." Lin Qingwan coldly said. "He's leaving today."Ye Fei snorted irately, and Murong cried out, "Sister Qingwan, how can you do this? It's too... Too impersonal!""I am who I am. Some day you will understand how much I've sacrificed for him, Sister Murong," Lin Qingwan replied coldly.
