The Ice King's Little Trouble Maker-Chapter 607 - 571: Meeting

Eleven PM.

Qiao Yuxian left her room, took the elevator down two floors, and pressed the doorbell at the end of the hotel corridor.

After ringing the doorbell for a while with no response, Qiao Yuxian knocked on the door.

Only on the third knock did she hear a sound, and the door opened.

As soon as the door opened, Qiao Yuxian acted directly.

But the person inside didn’t react at all, just got hit by her once.

Qiao Yuxian didn’t expect Yan Ting not to fight back, so she used more force than intended.

Her fist landed on him, and she felt him stagger backward.

Startled, she hurried into the room.

She saw Yan Ting leaning against the wall, slightly hunched, looking at her with displeasure.

Qiao Yuxian saw sweat on his forehead, and his lips were colorless.

There were faint bloodstains on the left shoulder of his clothes.

"What happened to you?" Qiao Yuxian kicked the door closed, looking shocked.

Yan Ting glanced at her, ignored her, and turned around to walk inside the room.

Qiao Yuxian watched his back for a few seconds, then followed him.

In the living room, she looked around and saw only him.

"Just you alone?" Qiao Yuxian asked.

Yan Ting sat on the sofa and replied, "Yes."

"When you come out, isn’t Yan Jiu with you?" Qiao Yuxian asked.

"He’s very busy," Yan Ting said weakly.

Qiao Yuxian stood looking at him, paused, and asked, "Are you injured?"

"Yes," Yan Ting responded.

"Did you treat the wound?" Qiao Yuxian asked.

"Not yet," Yan Ting said, "Ordered medicine in the delivery, hasn’t arrived."

Qiao Yuxian didn’t move, just looked at his pale face.

Yan Ting’s features were very defined, with Eastern looks, deep eye sockets, quite aggressive.

But now, his eyes were half-closed, and he looked weak all over.

The inherent aggression in his bones was reduced a bit.

His wolf cut hairstyle had hair at the back of the neck slightly damp with sweat.

"Are you alright? Shouldn’t you go to the hospital?" Qiao Yuxian said, "You look quite serious, don’t hang around here."

"No need," Yan Ting simply said two words.

Qiao Yuxian stood in place for a while. She’d never seen Yan Ting like this.

She had seen Yan Ting injured, but never so dispirited.

Once, he was hurt so badly he could hardly speak.

Yet he insisted on arguing with her.

She was scared and cried, but still argued with him through her tears.

Qiao Yuxian felt at a loss when the doorbell rang. She quickly went to open the door.

This time it was the delivery for real.

Carrying the delivery back into the room, she tore open the paper bag to see what medicines he bought.

The medicines were placed on the coffee table, and Qiao Yuxian stood beside it looking at Yan Ting.

Yan Ting leaned on the sofa, head tilted back, watching her: "Standing there doing what?"

"Need any help?" Qiao Yuxian said.

Yan Ting looked at her without speaking.

"What’s with your expression?" Qiao Yuxian asked.

"I’m afraid you’ll murder me," Yan Ting said.

Qiao Yuxian: "...... Seriously?"

"Yes," Yan Ting replied.

Qiao Yuxian walked over, squatted by the coffee table, and opened the medicine and disinfectants.

Yan Ting looked at his clothes, then at Qiao Yuxian, hesitated for a moment but didn’t take them off, raised a hand holding the long T-shirt’s collar, and ripped it off directly.

With a sound of tearing, Qiao Yuxian turned her head and looked at Yan Ting in shock.

Yan Ting’s gaze was cast downward; he ripped again, exposed his left shoulder, and then tore away the blood-stopping patch.

Initially shocked by him tearing his clothes, Qiao Yuxian was then shocked by the wound on his shoulder.

The blood-stopping patch was a special from Yao Mountain Island.

It had excellent blood-stopping effects.

For emergency use.

But its effect didn’t last long; the wound needed timely treatment.

No idea how long the wound had been there.

Now that the patch was ripped off, the blood started flowing.

The medicine’s effect must have worn off.

And that wound was quite serious.

It’s a knife wound.

All on the front of the left shoulder.

Who could stand in front of him and stab three times in the left shoulder like that?

"I..." Qiao Yuxian almost swore but held back due to the look from Yan Ting.

She quickly stood up, wiped the blood, and checked the wound.

Luckily, she could handle that depth.

"Who injured you?" Qiao Yuxian asked.

Someone in Jin City injured Yan Ting.

Who could it be?

Who has the capability?

"Why, you avenging me?" Yan Ting asked.

His words had a hint of teasing, and with the injury, his voice was slightly weak. But there was also a touch of certain sorrow of knowing she wouldn’t avenge him.

Qiao Yuxian said nothing.

Yan Ting said, "Don’t know who."

Qiao Yuxian took items to disinfect him and asked again, "What are you doing here?"

"Investigating some stuff, followed up near Jin City University," Yan Ting said, wincing from the pain.

"Jin City University?" Qiao Yuxian was a bit surprised, and in her surprise, she didn’t control the strength in her hand.

"Hey, little sister!" Yan Ting gritted his teeth and reflexively called her.

Qiao Yuxian paused, immediately softened her movements, and then said, "It’s the medicine you bought; it hurts when disinfecting."

Yan Ting gave her a look: "You always have excuses."

Qiao Yuxian stayed silent.

After a while, Yan Ting sighed lightly: "What were you going to ask? What about Jin City University?"

"Nothing," Qiao Yuxian said, "After you pursued to Jin City University, then what?"

"Met with obstruction, lost the lead," Yan Ting said, "Got injured."

"The other party’s that strong?" Qiao Yuxian asked.

"Yes," Yan Ting said.

After disinfecting, Qiao Yuxian started applying medicine: "Are you too old? Not in good shape? How come you hurt so bad?"

"Qiao Yuxian!" Yan Ting glared at her, "I should have silenced you."

Qiao Yuxian pouted and said nothing.

Seeing her silent, Yan Ting asked, "Why suddenly come over?"

Not saying was fine; once mentioned, Qiao Yuxian’s anger surged: "You have the nerve to speak! You don’t know what you did?"

Annoyed, Qiao Yuxian lost control of her strength again.

The veins in Yan Ting’s neck popped up.

Qiao Yuxian quickly withdrew her hand.

Yan Ting breathed deeply for quite a while before calming down: "Exactly, it was me. I’m injured, you want to be happy? No way."

"I knew you did it on purpose," Qiao Yuxian tossed the cotton swab vigorously, grabbed gauze to bandage him.

Swiftly bandaged him, Qiao Yuxian squatted by the coffee table, tidied up a bit.

Yan Ting looked at her back.

Already so grown-up, yet squatting there, still exactly the same as when she was little, obedient and silly.

"Wasn’t intentionally to upset you," Yan Ting suddenly murmured, "I wanted to see you."

Qiao Yuxian turned to him: "Is Jin City signal jammed?"

"Would you answer if I called? Reply if I texted?" Yan Ting countered.

"You didn’t call, didn’t text," Qiao Yuxian said.

"The calls and texts I sent before, did you respond?" Yan Ting asked again.

"You said you were injured, I’d definitely come," Qiao Yuxian said.