The Identity of the Real Rich Man Can’t Be Hidden

  Chapter 118 Telling Stories While Healing

  Li Rongsen completely ignored what Zhou Qingxue would think, and only hoped that An Yan would be fine. Although her wound was not bleeding much, the wound was producing pus at an astonishingly fast speed.

   "What's going on?" Li Rongsen asked her.

"Don't be afraid, I have medicine in my bag, bring it to me." An Yan reminded him that although she has a physique that is immune to all poisons, her body has not been completely adjusted to the point where it will remain unchanged when exposed to poison. Therefore, the wound oozes pus due to toxicity. Fortunately, the problem is not particularly big, and she can control it.

  Li Rongsen handed her the bag and asked, "Do you want me to open it for you?"

   "Okay, you help me unzip the zipper, I'm not comfortable with one hand."

It was the first time that Li Rongsen helped a girl open her bag, and he always thought that An Yan's bag was different from other women's bags. Every time he saw her taking medicine, needles, alcohol, and tools from it Things like that, there is almost no rouge gouache.

   Sure enough, looking into her bag, there is really no such thing as rouge gouache, not even a lipstick.

  An Yan took out a medicine bottle and said to Li Rongsen, "Please help me open the lid."

  Li Rongsen did as he did, and said, "I'll give you medicine." Then he sprinkled her wound.

   But because he was too nervous, his hands were shaking.

  An Yan smiled and said, "Why, you look like you are afraid of the wound. If your hands are shaking like this, it can't be because of some tremor disease in advance."

  Li Rongsen knew that An Yan was joking with him. The intention was to make him stop being so nervous. He said, "I'm afraid you will hurt."

  An Yan lowered her eyebrows, feeling that this big man was quite emotional. Said: "Such a little pain is nothing, many times it is many times stronger than this pain."

   "You seem to have a lot of stories." Li Rongsen said, now that his hands are no longer shaking, he helped An Yan to tear off the powder on the wound.

  An Yan didn't know why, but she was very relieved of him, but she didn't tell the truth completely, she only said: "I often dream, I dream of many things that I experienced in my previous life, and I still remember it very clearly."

"Can you tell me what's going on?" Li Rongsen was curious. He wanted to know more about her. He usually sees her very close to everyone. Although he is fairly close to him, he doesn't To the point where there is nothing to talk about, today is an opportunity.

   "Take out the red bottle in the bag and continue to sprinkle it on the wound." An Yan reminded him of this first.

  Li Rongsen didn't dare to neglect at all. He took out the red bottle and removed the cap, and asked, "What is this medicine and what is it used for?"

   "It's for repairing the skin." An Yan told him.

   "Is this all right, what else do I need to do?" Li Rongsen asked her.

   "Wait for a while, and then apply the medicine." An Yan sat on the sofa as she spoke. She said on the sofa, "It feels a little more comfortable this way."

  Li Rongsen brought the water glass for her, and was about to clean up the things on the table, but was stopped by An Yan, she said, "Don't touch those things, there are poisons there, you can't touch them."

   "Then why put it here like this?" Li Rongsen asked.

   "I'll take care of my wound after a while. I'll take care of it." An Yan said, leaning on the sofa.

  Li Rongsen first went upstairs to get a blanket, put it on the sofa where she was sitting, and said, "Cover it up."

   "Thank you very much." An Yan smiled at him, looking at the wound again.

  Li Rongsen sat down on the single-seat sofa, and while he brought up the topic just now, he asked her, "You said just now that you often dreamed about things in previous lives, what happened?"

   "I was an assassin in one life. I was forced to be an assassin. In order to break away from the organization, I had to complete the task of assassinating the emperor. As a result, I was caught and suffered a hundred knives on my body."

   "Isn't it okay?" Li Rongsen was a big man and couldn't stand it.

"Did you say death?" An Yan chuckled lightly, but her expression was calm, and then said, "It's definitely not going to die, that dog emperor didn't let me die, he just made me suffer. Take my breath away."

"Then?"

   "Saved by someone."

   "The husband of that lifetime?"

An Yan was still calm, but there was a glimmer of light in his eyes, and she said, "He worked so hard to save me from the dungeon, and later he completed the task for me, but was killed by that dog emperor. already."

   "What happened in the end?" Li Rongsen was very curious.

"Of course I want to take revenge for him, but also for myself. I solved the dog emperor with my own hands, and then established a new king. Then I went into seclusion and lived until I was eighty years old. That's it." An Yan said. He says.

   "All alone?"

   "One person, guarding a peach garden, watching peach blossoms in spring, eating peaches in summer, watering and fertilizing in autumn and winter, and waiting for the next year to see peach blossoms and eat peaches." An Yan replied calmly to him.

  Li Rongsen suddenly felt a huge sense of loneliness, but An Yan did not show a sad look, it was he had a different feeling.

   He also wants to plant a peach orchard in the mountains.

  An Yan saw that he seemed to be thinking about something, and asked him, "What's the matter with you?"

"I'm thinking, you must have experienced a lot of things. If you write them all down, it should be very interesting." Li Rongsen was also a reborn person, thinking that An Yan might be better than him, believe her A lot of strange things happened.

  An Yan's bright eyes turned slightly, she said, "It seems to be quite interesting."

   "Write it down and publish it as a book, and then make it into a film and television drama. It will definitely catch fire." Li Rongsen thought this idea was fantastic, and added, "I'm planning to open a film and television company, and you can leave it to me to take care of it."

"You have a lot of business you want to do recently. You are no longer satisfied with medicine. You also want catering and film and television. Do you want all aspects to blossom and bear fruit?" An Yan chuckled, thinking that this is his. Ambition, he will be the richest man in the future.

   Li Rongsen said: "I want to do a lot of things, I want to be the strongest in the world."

   "You will." An Yan had no doubts, because he had done it before.

   Li Rongsen also believed that he could do it better, and he must do better than before. He looked at An Yan's arm and said, "Your medicine is really good. The wound has obviously improved, and the pus has also dissipated."

   "Sprinkle some more medicine for me, and that's about it." An Yan motioned to Li Rongsen to help, and said, "Then go to my master and pick some herbs."

   "Won't there be scars?" Li Rongsen asked her.

   "Of course not, any scar will disappear on my hand." An Yan chuckled.

  Li Rongsen looked at his watch and said, "Go upstairs and go to sleep. I'll stay with you downstairs for an hour. If there's nothing else to do, I'll go back to my mother's place."

   "I'll be fine, go back early, I'll call you if anything happens."

  Li Rongsen nodded and strode away, but he didn't actually go back to Mrs. Li's place. He was still a little worried, so he just slept in the car to avoid any new situation with An Yan.

   When he got back to the car, he saw many phone calls from Sheng Mingjie. He picked it up and asked, "What's the matter?"

   "Have you and An Yan developed to the point of spending the night together?" Sheng Mingjie asked.

   "Don't listen to Zhou Qingxue's nonsense, it's nothing." Li Rongsen was a little impatient, thinking that Zhou Qingxue was no better than Wang Lina.

   (end of this chapter)