Chapter 90: Beating Someone to His Death
When Wang Yunmei heard this, she looked at Wu Bi, who was in her arms. Although he said he was fine, he had so much blood on his body, and his face was swollen. No matter how she looked at it, he didn’t look like he was fine.
“Auntie Mei…” Wu Bi panted as he struggled to speak. “Please… don’t tell Old Wu. I won’t… cause trouble for you.”
“Child, what trouble are you talking about? I’m just worried about your injury,” Wang Yunmei said. Then, she thought for a moment before speaking to Jian Yu and Jian Ai, “How about this? You two help him back and treat his injury first.”
Jian Yu nodded when he heard this. He squatted down and pushed Wu Bi up. Jian Ai quickly went up to help him.
Wu Bi had inherited Old Wu’s genes, and he was half a head taller than Jian Yu, who was over 1.8 meters tall. Jian Ai’s body was small. Wu Bi could not exert any strength due to his injury, and his entire weight was on their shoulders.
The ten-minute walk took them half an hour to reach home. As soon as they entered, the two of them quickly placed Wu Bi on the sofa. Jian Yu was so tired that he was panting. “Brother Wu Bi inherited his build from Uncle Wu. He’s so heavy.”
“Sorry…” Wu Bi lay on the sofa and said weakly.
He thought he had already fallen asleep, but he was unexpectedly awake. Jian Yu couldn’t help but scratch his head in embarrassment. “Don’t stand on ceremony, Brother Wu Bi. Just rest at our home and recuperate.”
Jian Ai went into the bathroom and fetched a basin of hot water. She wet a towel and was about to wipe the blood on Wu Bi’s face, but she didn’t forget to remind him, “It might hurt a little. Bear with it for a while.”
Wu Bi’s two eyelids were swollen like steamed buns. He could only vaguely look at Jian Ai, who was squatting beside the sofa, through the gaps in his eyes. He could not see her appearance. He only felt that Jian Ai’s profile was extremely gentle under the light. Her sparkling and translucent skin seemed to be glowing. There was no flaw on her smooth forehead, and she had a simple ponytail.
Wu Bi wanted to curl his lips into a smile, but he couldn’t muster up any strength. In the end, he could only say in a small voice, “I’m fine. I’m not afraid of pain.”
Although he said that, Jian Ai’s hands were still very gentle. Especially when she touched his red and swollen face, she subconsciously gritted her teeth as if she were in pain for him. However, Wu Bi did not seem to feel pain at all. He did not make a single sound from the beginning to the end.
“Brother, you should go back to the stall first. The stall is empty today. If both of us are not there, Uncle Wu will ask about it. Mom is the worst at lying, so she might spill the beans,” Jian Ai said to Jian Yu after wiping Brother Wu Bi’s face.
Jian Yu thought about it and felt that his sister had a point. He looked at Wu Bi, who was on the sofa, and nodded. “If anything happens, remember to look for me at the stall.”
After her brother left, Jian Ai went to her mother’s room to take out the usual emergency medical kit. There was not much inside, but there was disinfectant, red medicine, and gauze. These should be enough.
Returning to the sofa, Jian Ai raised her eyes to look at Wu Bi, whose appearance she could not tell. At this moment, he had already closed his eyes. His breathing had also calmed down slightly, and he had fallen asleep.
Jian Ai squatted down and started to treat his wounds gently. She could not help but mutter in her heart, “How much hatred did they have for each other to be so ruthless? Besides, Brother Wu Bi’s body is basically red and swollen with few abrasions. It seems that he was not lying when he said that the blood on his body was from someone else. Was he beating someone to his death?”