Novel Name : The Rough Hunter’s Little Lucky Wife

The Rough Hunter’s Little Lucky Wife Chapter 373 Fear

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373 Fear

Fang Tianliu was sure that he was being jabbed by Doctor Sun, and he forced himself to let go of all the disputes in his mind. He covered his face with his hands for a long time before rubbing it hard. He roared and got up.

“Doctor Sun, please pay attention to the movements next door. I’ll go and pack my things now.”

Doctor Sun nodded and threw him a bunch of keys. “Keep it well.”

In this way, he could be considered to have completed the task that Jiaojiao had given him.

When Li Xiangjun woke up, her pupils contracted when she saw the unfamiliar bed curtains. She subconsciously pulled the blanket tightly over her head and tried to hide.

She sobbed and trembled at the sudden change of environment.

Fang Tianliu, who was carrying the medicine into the room, looked up and noticed the movement on the bed. He hurriedly placed the bowl of medicine on the table and walked over quickly.

“Xiangjun.”

Li Xiangjun, who was hiding under the blanket, struggled with all her might to stay under the covers.

Fang Tianliu was afraid that he would hurt her if he used too much force, but he was also worried that she would be out of breath if she stayed under the blanket for too long. He restrained his emotions and tried to comfort her with his words instead. “It’s me, I’m here, it’s Tianliu.”

Feeling that Li Xiangjun’s trembling had calmed down, Fang Tianliu lowered his voice even more, “Don’t be afraid, I’m here. Lift the blanket and take a look around you. I’m not lying to you. You’re in a safe place.”

Li Xiangjun’s grip on the blanket loosened. Fang Tianliu took this opportunity to pull the blanket away.

“Are you…”

Her face was so pale that even her lips had lost the color of blood. Her forehead was covered in cold sweat, and her eyes were devoid of their usual light. They were now replaced with fear.

Fang Tianliu felt like his heart was being pierced by something.

He pursed his lips and subconsciously softened his tone. Then, he wiped the sweat off her forehead with his fingers and asked with concern, “Did you have a nightmare?”

Li Xiangjun shook her head slightly and raised her hand to grab his finger that was about to withdraw.

She clenched her fist tightly around his.

Fang Tianliu felt his fingers hurt, but he didn’t break free. “Is it because you woke up and found that you were in a different place? That’s why you’re scared?”

Li Xiangjun hesitated for a moment, then nodded slightly. Her body was stiff and extremely tense.

Fang Tianliu was silent for a moment, and he kept his body leaning forward with one hand held tightly by her. He thought for a moment before he said in a gentle voice, “Do you want to hear about the interesting things that happened to me in Bei City?”

Xiangjun was silent for a while before she spoke again.

“What happened there?”

Li Xiangjun had already asked Yue jiaojiao countless times about Fang Tianliu’s experience in Bei City. Now that he had mentioned it, her eyes were still filled with anticipation. “I want to know about it.”

“Where should I start…”

Fang Tianliu hid the reason why he had decided to go to Bei City and started talking about it from the day he had set off with Zhao Zhan.

Li Xiangjun stared at him without blinking. She was so quiet that it was unbelievable to Tianliu as he told his story.

“Alright,” Fang Tianliu finally felt her grip on his finger slowly loosen, and the story was interrupted. “The medicine I brought in should have cooled down, so you should drink it first.”

He pulled his hand out without hesitation.

Li Xiangjun’s fingers felt empty and her eyes turned red again.

Fang Tianliu didn’t dare to look at her. He quickly walked to the table and took the bowl of medicine. He then sat by the bed and used his free hand to support Li Xiangjun’s neck. “I’ll help you up. Drink slowly.”

Li Xiangjun followed his movements and stood up, not noticing that her collar had loosened from her struggle.

Fang Tianliu’s gaze was fixed on the wound on her neck. His tone was cold, and he fought every single cell in his body to suppress the sudden anger that was suddenly raised.

“Who did this to your neck?”

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