Good Morning, Mister Dragon!

“When she was driving today, her stomach and chest bumped against the steering wheel. There are bruises on her skin!” Long Sijue roughly explained Su Qianxun’s situation.

“Let me take a look.” The female doctor was about to come over to examine the young woman.

Long Sijue glared at her, and the frightened doctor froze on the spot. He said coldly, “There’s no need for you to look. Just tell us what’s wrong!”

The female doctor almost burst into tears. There was no way that she could make clinical judgement from afar without being allowed to examine her. But this domineering man had demanded her to do so, and she did not dare to disobey him.

“The next best arrangement is getting an X-ray to see if she suffers from internal injuries. If there is none, it’ll be easier to treat her.”

“Then what are you waiting for? Get the X-ray done now!”

The doctor immediately ran off to get ready.

Long Sijue carried Su Qianxun in his arms to the X-ray room. After the films were released, the female doctor inspected them and concluded that Su Qianxun had minor internal injuries.

When he received the report, a grimace instantly appeared on Long Sijue’s face. He should not have let Xiao Wuxie off the hook today. He should have burned that godforsaken race track to the ground!

Su Qianxun also knew that she was quite seriously injured today. When the other vehicle crashed into hers earlier on, she was already lucky not to have puked blood on the spot.

She did not want to stay in the hospital, but there was no way that Long Sijue would allow that. He forcibly checked her into the hospital.

In the ward, after the nurse set her up with an intravenous drip, Su Qianxun asked, “Young master, where is the one million RMB? Since we left the money in the car, will someone steal it?”

“Probably. After I carried you out of the car, I didn’t close the door at all.”

There was a hint of frustration in Long Sijue’s voice. He found the young woman endearing yet infuriating. He could not believe that she was still thinking about the money at a time like this.

When she heard this, Su Qianxun gasped. She yanked the hypodermic needle out of her hand almost immediately and wanted to get out of the bed to check on the money.

Long Sijue immediately stopped her. This time, he was genuinely angry. He roared, “What are you doing?”

He stared at the droplets of blood on the back of her hand. He was so furious that he could feel tightness in his chest. This little thing was really driving him crazy and making him lose his temper. He wanted so badly to strangle her, but he could not bring himself to do so.

“The money. I cannot lose the money!” Su Qianxun’s eyes were wet with tears. She raised her head to gaze at him with tears streaming down her face.

Long Sijue watched as the crystal-clear teardrops trickled down her cheeks and felt a stabbing ache in his heart. He loosened his grip on her wrists slightly and said, “We still have the money. It’s not going anywhere! Stay still until you’re done with the drip. I’m asking someone to deliver the money to you now.”

After Long Sijue said that, he pinned her down on the bed and called the nurse over to reinsert the hypodermic needle into her vein.

Long Sijue watched as the needle was inserted into the vein on the back of the young woman’s hand. He felt an acute sense of suffocation, as though the needle was not stabbing into her hand, but his heart.

Su Qianxun was lying in bed. She glanced at the silent man on the couch and suddenly flashed a smile. “Do you think even less of me now?”

There was a hint of sadness in the young woman’s voice. Long Sijue fixed his eyes on her, clenching his fists tightly.

“Those money might just be a drop in the ocean to you, but to me, especially in my current situation, it is a big fortune. When I saw my younger brother squatting on the ground, terrified and shivering as the man pointed at him and said he was a psycho, do you know how upset I felt? I felt so guilty for what happened to my younger brother that I wanted to kill myself so badly! Maybe three hundred thousand RMB doesn’t mean anything to you, but with that money I am able to defend my younger brother’s dignity…” Su Qianxun looked up at the ceiling above her and said softly.

As Long Sijue saw how vulnerable she appeared and listened to what she was saying, he felt a huge pang in his heart.