FDNL CH 34

Chapter 34

Revenge (1 / 2)

Su Lianyi froze for a moment, recalling the crisp cracking sound from her arm earlier. “It’s dislocated—ah—!”
Before the word dislocated could even leave her mouth, a sharp scream rang out.

Chu Ying, who had just picked up a basin to wash the rice, heard it and immediately dropped the basin and rushed back.

“What’s wrong, Lianyi? What happened? Are you okay?”

With the door wide open, she saw Da Hu gripping Su Lianyi’s forearm with one hand while pinching her palm with the other, shaking it left and right. Su Lianyi was still lying face down, only now with her head lifted high, glaring furiously at Da Hu.

“You… you…” Su Lianyi was furious, yet didn’t know what to curse him with. She wasn’t good at swearing, but at this moment, nothing except foul language seemed capable of venting the anger in her heart.

Da Hu was indifferent. He casually flung her hand aside and turned to leave.

Chu Ying ran over. “Lianyi, are you all right? What on earth happened?” Her face was full of worry.

Seeing that Chu Ying was genuinely concerned for her, the pain in Su Lianyi’s hand seemed to lessen at once. “I’m fine. Thank you.” Her heart felt warm—she hadn’t expected that after gaining a loving father and brothers, she would now get a best friend for free.

“Why are you thanking me? You got hurt trying to save me—I should be the one thanking you.” At this point, Chu Ying paused, lowered her head, and dropped her voice. “Lianyi, don’t be afraid. Tell me—did that person bully you?” She meant Da Hu.

“It doesn’t really count as bullying. He just helped me treat a bone injury.” Saying nothing would have been better—once she mentioned it, Su Lianyi felt a surge of anger. Would it have killed that man to say one more word? He didn’t explain anything at all and just started twisting her arm. That was far too disrespectful! Even when treating an injury, shouldn’t you at least inform the patient?

Lianyi didn’t criticize Da Hu outright, but the resentment radiating from her was strong enough for Chu Ying to notice.

Half an hour later, the porridge was ready, along with several stir-fried side dishes.

Originally, Chu Ying wanted to bring the meal to Lianyi’s bed, but the latter refused, insisting on eating at the table. To Su Lianyi, this kind of superficial injury only needed to be bandaged—there was no need to lie face down in bed to rest.

When the pale-faced Su Lianyi sat down at the table, Da Hu, who was already seated, cast her an appreciative look. He had always respected women who were no less valiant than men—strong and unpretentious.

For the first time, Da Hu offered a friendly smile, but what he received in return was a fierce glare from Su Lianyi. If looks could kill, that glare might not have killed Da Hu outright, but it would certainly have left him seriously injured.

Chu Ying caught this strange interaction between the two, which only strengthened the scheme she had racked her brains over in the kitchen just moments ago.

Although Lianyi reluctantly came to the table to eat, she was still somewhat inconvenienced in her movements. Da Hu, uncharacteristically, wanted to help serve the rice, but Chu Ying stopped him and personally dished out the rice and set the chopsticks for everyone.

“Lianyi, you’re injured and it’s inconvenient for you to move around. How about I take care of you for the next few days?” Chu Ying blinked her watery eyes, launching a gentle, affectionate offensive at Su Lianyi.

Lianyi frowned. “No need. It’s just a minor injury—it’ll be fine in a few days.” With her right hand injured, she used her left to pick up the spoon and gently tasted a small sip of porridge.

Indeed, Chu Ying hadn’t been boasting—her porridge-making skills were excellent. She had mixed coarse grains into the rice and even added red beans. The dark red broth was thick, the grains soft and glutinous, carrying a light fragrance.

The dishes were also exquisitely prepared, except for one—spicy stir-fried shiitake mushrooms—which looked rather strange. Although the bright red of the chilies was appetizing, the excessive amount of Sichuan peppercorns made the smell quite pungent.

The smell made Su Lianyi want to sneeze, but for the sake of her injury, she forcibly held it in.

“No, you were injured because of me. If I don’t take care of you, my heart won’t be at ease.” Chu Ying frowned slightly, her eyes rimmed with red, as if Lianyi would make her cry if she refused one more time.

As the two were speaking, Da Hu picked up his spoon and took a mouthful of porridge. The moment it entered his mouth, his expression changed drastically. Instinctively, he wanted to spit it out, but doing so at the dining table would have been extremely rude. He stood up and rushed toward the door instead.