Chapter 92: The wooden beauty of Young Master Sheng

 Chapter 92 Be Good, Don't Pretend

Jiang Chenchen, relying on her strong strength, withstood the pressure on her back, supporting herself with her hands to prevent the child underneath from being crushed. Wu Bi, witnessing this, was shocked, and his expression changed. Young Master Sheng had instructed him to take good care of Miss Jiang, but he never expected her to get injured. He quickly rushed to rescue her. The iron frame was so heavy; if it fell, it would definitely cause a serious injury to the spine! His expression became even more solemn. He went over and forcefully pushed the iron frame away, reducing the pressure on Jiang Chenchen's back. Then he shouted to the bewildered onlookers, "Quickly, come over and help!" Xia Changli was the first to react. Her face turned pale as she approached. Jiang Chenchen pushed the child out first, but the child was scared and curled up, making it difficult to exert force. She said, "Li Li, pull him out first." Xia Changli hesitated for a moment, grabbed the child's hand, and pulled him out from underneath. Cheng Jingjing immediately rushed over and snatched the child from her. Her face turned pale, and she said, "Xia Changli, if anything happens to my Fanfan, we will never forgive you!" Xia Changli was too scared to argue with her. Meanwhile, Jiang Chenchen was still under the shelf. She crouched down, reached out, and said, "Chenchen, grab my hand." Other staff and some passersby quickly came in to help. They lifted the shelf, leaving a large space. Jiang Chenchen held her hand, looked at her, and nodded. Xia Changli was still trembling with fear because every time she exerted a bit of force, she could feel Jiang Chenchen's breath, which was painful enough to make her gasp. "Chenchen!" Others helped to rescue Jiang Chenchen. Xia Changli supported her shoulder, frightened and at a loss. All of this happened because of her. If she hadn't been impulsive, argued with others, none of this chaos would have occurred. She felt a burst of self-blame and chaotic thoughts. Jiang Chenchen was lying on the ground, her face turning pale. Her eyes, which already had little expression, became even dimmer. But she said to Xia Changli, "It's okay, not very painful." Xia Changli, anxious and on the verge of tears, said, "With everything like this, don't make jokes. Chenchen, we'll take you to the hospital right away!" Wu Bi had already made a call, and soon someone brought a stretcher. They took Jiang Chenchen to the hospital. At the same time, Wu Bi called Sheng Mingsi. Sheng Mingsi was already sitting at the dining table, a long table with him and Sheng Qinghua at each end. It was a Western-style lunch in a spacious and elegant hall, with a row of servants, chefs, and a housekeeper standing on the side. On the other side, violinists were ready and started playing. In this quiet and elegant atmosphere, Sheng Mingsi's phone suddenly rang. He answered and stood up. Sheng Qinghua, sitting at the other end, watched him. Elegant and noble, her deep and mysterious eyes stared at him. "Leaving?" Sheng Mingsi furrowed his brow. "There's something." "Let me guess, is it related to the company?" "Yes." Sheng Mingsi picked up his phone and left. Sheng Qinghua watched his back, and her perceptive eyes dropped. She shook her head gently and continued to cut the premium beef with a knife, maintaining elegance and composure. After all, she couldn't finish this meal. That girl was indeed not simple. She put the cut beef into her mouth, chewed lightly, and swallowed. "Play the music." The relieved servants and chefs started the violin music in the spacious dining hall. ... Sheng Mingsi hurried to the hospital. At the door of the ward, the doctor assured him not to worry. "Fortunately, it's just a soft tissue injury to the back. The spinal bones were not damaged by the impact. In general, with such an incident, the fear is that it might hit the spinal bones, causing fractures or nerve damage, and severe cases could lead to paralysis." Sheng Mingsi, with his medical knowledge, wondered why he didn't realize it earlier. Wu Bi had described the situation on the phone very clearly – the entire back was hit by the falling shelf. How could it not be severe? It was just that she was relatively fortunate. Wu Bi, standing aside, was red-eyed, full of self-blame, waiting for a scolding from Sheng Mingsi. However, Sheng Mingsi just patted his shoulder, "Well done." Wu Bi, busy with various tasks, didn't feel it was hard. But hearing this from Sheng Mingsi made him feel even more guilty. People often said that Sheng Mingsi was terrifyingly cold and indifferent. However, after following him for so many years, Wu Bi truly understood that he never casually blamed others and was genuinely generous to them. The more he trusted them, the more uneasy he felt when something went wrong. He knew that Miss Jiang held a special place in Sheng Mingsi's heart. "It's my fault for not paying attention..." Sheng Mingsi emphasized in a cold tone, "The incident wasn't caused by you. There's no blame on you." "But, Sir..." Sheng Mingsi's expression turned cold, "If the family of the person we saved doesn't show up here, take care of it on my behalf." Wu Bi immediately nodded, "I understand!" Sheng Mingsi entered the ward. Jiang Chenchen, lying on the bed, was propped up on her elbows, hands supporting her head, her long hair tied into a bun, covered by a blanket. Xia Changli sat by the bedside, looking at her. Her eyes were already red from crying several times. After such a serious injury, with such a heavy object pressing down, how could it not be painful? But she hadn't cried out in pain. "Li Li, I really don't hurt. Stop crying." Jiang Chenchen, tilting her head, looked at her and said. At the time, the pain was an instinctive intake of breath, but afterward, it didn't really hurt. It seemed like the pain receptors in her body were numbed and dispersed. After all, compared to lying in the lab, being cut open without anesthesia, this wasn't much. When the doctor said the problem wasn't significant, she also felt it should be so. Since she could remember, she had hardly ever been sick, and minor bumps and bruises always healed quickly. Her body was surprisingly robust. However, Xia Changli still didn't believe it; she thought Jiang Chenchen was just consoling herself. About to say something more, she saw Sheng Mingsi standing at the door. She quickly wiped away her tears. Standing up, she said, "Mr. Sheng." Hearing this, Jiang Chenchen quickly turned her head, and the comforting expression she had just worn disappeared. She called out, "Ah..." She remembered that she could only call him "Brother Ah" when they were alone. But the latter part of the sentence was suddenly stopped. However, her expression, full of anticipation to see him, made Sheng Mingsi unable to remain unaffected. He walked over quickly and reached out to touch her head. He ruffled her hair. "Does it hurt?" "A little." Sheng Mingsi sat down by the bedside. His cold aura approached, and his voice was low and gentle, "Be good, don't pretend to be strong." Jiang Chenchen wasn't pretending to be strong, but under his gaze, she obediently nodded, "It hurts!" Xia Changli, on the side, became even sadder and wanted to cry. Clearly, she was enduring it all for the sake of comforting herself! She didn't want to disturb them, so she went out. But she had to settle the score with the people responsible for this! Wu Bi reached out and pulled her, "I'm handling it; you don't need to go."

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