Su Chen's sudden words made An Jingwen a little puzzled.
Looking back at Old Lang, An Jingwen instantly understood what Su Chen meant after noticing the disdain in Old Lang's eyes.
"Then you really have to compete with them."
An Jingwen muttered something to himself with a cold face, and looked at Su Chen again with a grateful look on his face.
"Thank you for today!"
Glancing at him, Su Chen smiled lightly and dropped a piece of grass in his mouth: "You can let Xiaoyun come to beg me, so I can't be too perfunctory, right?"
An Jingwen coughed in embarrassment, turned his head and looked away, and whispered: "I will no longer object to the matter between you and Xiaoyun..."
"Then it's your turn to object?"
Su Chen rolled his eyes speechlessly, and said with a smile on his face: "Your father told me some time ago that he hopes I can marry Xiaoyun."
"There is such a thing!"
An Jingwen couldn't hide his shock and shouted, then he realized that there were some gossiping team members beside him, and quickly lowered his voice and continued: "Then... what did you say?"
Seeing An Jingwen's rare expression of nervousness, Su Chen chuckled: "What else can I say? I refuse. It depends on Xiaoyun's opinion."
"If I hadn't refused at that time, we would be relatives now."
"That's pretty good..." An Jingwen replied smoothly and nodded seriously.
Su Chen raised his eyebrows and was a little surprised by his answer.
"Are you serious?"
"Yes, seriously." An Jingwen nodded seriously and explained: "You have the ability to protect Xiaoyun, and you are also excellent in other aspects. The most important thing is... you can control Xiaoyun."
Su Chen's mouth twitched, feeling helpless at An Jingwen's last words.
"Stop looking up to me. How can I control her?"
"Compared to me and my dad, you can already control her." An Jingwen sighed with a wry smile.
He was really helpless towards his sister An Xiaoyun.
After comparing himself, An Jingwen and An Xinghe's treatment in front of An Xiaoyun, Su Chen suddenly felt that what An Jingwen said was correct.
Compared to An Jingwen and An Xinghe, An Xiaoyun seemed to be more willing to listen to herself.
"Let's talk about this later. Let's take care of your affairs first."
Su Chen said and pointed in the direction of Hu Ying and others. An Jingwen turned around and realized that Hu Ying and others had also opened their eyes at this moment and were licking the sheets with the word "gossip" written all over them. His face looked at himself excitedly.
"What are you looking at!"
A slap fell on Fox Shadow's head, and An Jingwen glanced at him.
Fox Shadow held his head in pain and wailed. The others quickly looked away and lowered their heads, pretending that they didn't know anything.
Xue Ying, whose nose and face were bruised and bruised by Su Chen's beating, coughed dryly and quickly said to Su Chen respectfully: "Mr. Su, what are we going to do next?"
"What's next..."
Su Chen looked up at the sky and murmured to himself, then smiled at Xue Ying and the others.
"I'm going out for a while. When I come back, you guys can compete with me."
"ah?"
Xue Ying and others were stunned by Su Chen's words. The next second after they understood what Su Chen meant, they suddenly showed an expression that was more painful than eating bitter melon.
After going to Yao's house to help Yao Yuxi with acupuncture, Su Chen returned to the training base.
Although Hu Ying and others were unwilling to be beaten, they still followed Su Chen's request honestly.
By the time Su Chen was about to leave at night, except for An Jingwen, the rest of the Blade Team had been beaten so hard that they lay on their beds and couldn't get up.
"The medicated bath I gave you this morning can be taken again tonight to speed up the recovery of your injuries."
"knew."
An Jingwen gasped as soon as he finished speaking.
His face was intact, but the injuries on his body were no less than those of Xue Ying and others.
However, Su Chen restrained his strength when beating them. Although some bruises were left, they were minor injuries that were easy to recover from.
Coupled with the medicinal bath that Su Chen taught Gui Shou, they recovered really quickly.
And even though they were beaten all afternoon, they also learned a lot from Su Chen.
The results of this day's training were even comparable to their previous month's training results.
"Pick me up at the same time tomorrow."
After returning to Mu Yao's villa area, Su Chen told An Jingwen and turned around and walked towards the villa area.
When he returned to the villa, the dining table was filled with food, but Mu Yao was not there to eat.
"Where's Vice President Mu?"
Su Chen walked to the dining table and sat down, then asked the servant next to him.
The middle-aged maid sighed sadly, pointed to the second floor helplessly, and said distressedly: "Miss has a stomachache again and can't eat. She will go back to her room to rest after she comes back."
Su Chen frowned when he heard this: "Vice President Mu has a stomach problem?"
"Yes, stomach problems caused by being busy. In the past, when I was busiest, I might only eat one meal a day, and my stomach gradually got worse." The servant said and sighed distressedly.
Su Chen raised his head and glanced at the second floor. He got up and went back to his room to write a prescription and handed it to the servant after coming out.
"Go and get three doses of the medicine according to the prescription. When you come back, prepare one of the medicines according to my prescription, and then send it to Vice President Mu's room."
"I'll go up and see her first."
After saying this, Su Chen stood up and walked towards the second floor.
The servant was anxious to stop him. After all, it was not good for a man and a woman to be alone in a room.
But thinking that the relationship between Su Chen and Mu Yao seemed to be good, and that Mu Yao really needed someone to take care of her now, the servant gave up the idea and hurried out with the prescription given by Su Chen.
Boom, boom, boom!
After Su Chen arrived at Mu Yao's room, he knocked politely on the door.
A few seconds later, Mu Yao's obviously weak voice came from the room.
"who is it?"
"I, Su Chen."
"……come in."
After receiving Mu Yao's reply, Su Chen gently turned the door handle, opened the door and walked into the room.
After closing the door again, he looked back at Mu Yao, who had sat up from the bed.
The pain in her stomach made Mu Yao feel quite depressed.
She covered her abdomen with one hand and frowned because of the pain. Her usually rosy face turned pale, her peach blossom eyes were half-opened, and her whole person looked weak.
"I heard from the servant that you have a stomach problem, so I came to help you."
Su Chen said as he walked to Mu Yao's bed and sat down.
Looking up at him weakly, Mu Yao shook her head and said softly: "I'm fine. I've taken medicine. I'll be fine if I rest for a while."
"It feels uncomfortable to take medicine, and if I guessed correctly, you should be taking Western medicine, right?"
As Su Chen said this, he pulled Mu Yao's wrist over and gently placed his fingers on Mu Yao's wrist to feel her pulse.
