2 You Cry So Much, You Should Be Called Little Crybaby
Ling Qing Ruan was placed in the car, sitting there obediently, soft and delicate. With her standard oval face and painfully thin frame that evoked pity, her dark eyes perpetually held tears, as if she were always wronged.
Si Zhanhan inwardly chastised himself once more, then gently ruffled the girl’s hair. His rough hand wiped the tears from her face as he asked in a low voice, “What’s your name?”
Ling Qing Ruan looked up at the man with wide eyes, her voice still very soft, “Ling Qing Ruan…”
“Ling Qing Ruan… Ruan Ruan…”
A faint smile suddenly appeared on Si Zhanhan’s typically cold features. This was the first time Ling Qing Ruan had seen someone so handsome, especially when he smiled – he looked like an immortal from heaven.
Si Zhanhan lowered his gaze and asked, “Little girl, what are you looking at?”
“Nothing.”
Ling Qing Ruan immediately lowered her head, rubbing her eyes with a wronged expression. Her body still ached terribly.
“Why are you crying again?”
Si Zhanhan lifted her chin and asked. Her almond-shaped eyes were shedding tears, the rims red, making her look like a pitiful little rabbit.
“It hurts…” Ling Qing Ruan furrowed her delicate brows, her pink lips uttering just two words.
Si Zhanhan’s throat suddenly tightened. His dark eyes narrowed slightly as if recalling something from the previous night. His voice deepened, “Mu Yun, to Central Hospital.”
“Understood, Second Master.”
Imperial Capital Central Hospital, the largest medical center in the Imperial Capital.
The black car came to a stop, the door opened, and Si Zhanhan emerged carrying the girl in his arms. Ling Qing Ruan buried her face in his chest, afraid others might see her.
“You don’t need to carry me. I can walk by myself. Please put me down.”
“Put you down? Your legs don’t hurt anymore?”
Ling Qing Ruan’s face flushed red. One hand nervously clutched the man’s collar as she let him carry her. From childhood until now, no one had ever held her like this.
Si Zhanhan carried Ling Qing Ruan to the second-floor exclusive VIP examination room.
Ji Linchen stood there in his white coat, his handsome face showing surprise at seeing Si Zhanhan holding a woman in his arms.
“Well, what brings Second Master here? And carrying a girl in your arms too? Where did you pick her up from? She doesn’t look very old. Is Second Master trying to rob the cradle? You’re almost thirty now, better be careful.”
Si Zhanhan placed Ling Qing Ruan on the sofa. “Have a female doctor come examine her.”
“Examine her?”
Ji Linchen noticed the marks on Ling Qing Ruan’s neck and raised an eyebrow. “Damn, Second Master, you… this is illegal. How old is this girl? Is she even eighteen?”
I thought you avoided women? So you just prefer them young?
Si Zhanhan, “She’ll be nineteen after her birthday this year. I’m not as despicable as you think. Last night happened because of other reasons.”
“Second Master, no need to explain. We’re both men, I understand. I’ll have my assistant come examine her shortly. She’s so delicate and fragile, how could you bring yourself to do this?”
Ji Linchen mentally cursed him as a beast. Usually so distant from women, turns out he prefers them this young.
Ling Qing Ruan, newly arrived in an unfamiliar environment, looked around with timid, wide eyes, both hands clutching Si Zhanhan’s arm.
“Be good, don’t be afraid. A female doctor will come examine you soon,” Si Zhanhan said softly.
Ji Linchen watched the two sitting together and couldn’t resist teasing, “Second Master, your little wife is quite beautiful. Your taste is really good. With some nurturing, she might even gain some weight.”
Si Zhanhan frowned, “Ji Linchen, stop talking nonsense.”
“You’ve already done it, yet you won’t let others speak of it. Could it be you plan to abandon her after having your way? This young lady is so pitiful.”
Si Zhanhan remained silent. He would take responsibility to the end—it was just a matter of whether this young girl would be willing. The age gap was somewhat significant; he was twenty-eight this year, a full ten years older than her.
Not long after, a female nurse entered.
“Xiao Yan, take this girl for a check-up and see if she has any injuries on her body.”
“Alright, Doctor Ji.”
Liu Yan walked over to Ling Qing Ruan and inadvertently caught sight of Si Zhanhan beside her. Her eyes flashed with admiration, and she was so captivated that she momentarily forgot her task.
“Xiao Yan.”
Liu Yan suddenly snapped back to reality. “Miss, please come with me. I’ll give you a physical examination.”
Ling Qing Ruan shook her head, wrapping both arms around Si Zhanhan’s arm and hiding behind him. Her timid, wide eyes gazed at the nurse as tears began to fall once again.
“Ruan Ruan, let this nurse give you a check-up, alright?” Si Zhanhan spoke softly, afraid of frightening the girl.
Ji Linchen’s brows furrowed tightly, his expression one of disbelief. Since when did their Second Master speak so gently? Anyone who didn’t know better would think he’d become a different person.
“No.”
Ling Qing Ruan clutched her clothes with both hands and curled up in Si Zhanhan’s embrace. Her tears fell like broken strings of pearls, and before long, she had soaked the man’s clothes.
“Don’t cry. We won’t go for the check-up.”
Si Zhanhan immediately comforted her in a gentle tone, holding the girl in his arms with one large hand and softly wiping the tears from her face. She had been crying all day, and it was wearing him out.
Ling Qing Ruan lay against Si Zhanhan’s chest, crying until a large patch of his clothes was soaked…
Si Zhanhan was undoubtedly collapsing internally.
Ji Linchen watched with speechless exasperation. It seemed this woman could do nothing but cry…
“Ji Linchen, I’ll take her back first. She’s too resistant to this place.” Once again, Si Zhanhan picked up Ling Qing Ruan.
“Alright, Second Master. Take this medicine and apply it for her. It’ll help her recover faster. You were too rough—this young lady must be in pain.”
Mu Yun took the medicine from Ji Linchen on Si Zhanhan’s behalf and followed behind him as they left. It was the first time he had seen their master care so much about a young girl.
“Second Master…”
Ji Linchen suddenly remembered something and called out again, but Si Zhanhan had already walked far away, and no one responded.
He had forgotten to give the girl medicine. But, it was just one night—surely it wouldn’t be such a coincidence.
Ji Linchen didn’t dwell on it further and returned to his work.
“Stop crying. We’re already out.”
Ling Qing Ruan finally stopped crying, her pair of dark, innocent eyes gazing at Si Zhanhan. Her eyes were too pure, completely untainted.
It was the first time Si Zhanhan had seen such a clean girl—so pure that he felt compelled to protect her.
“Little Crybaby, since you cry so much, I’ll call you Little Crybaby from now on.”
Ling Qing Ruan shook her head, her voice soft, “I have a name. I’m Ling Qing Ruan.”
(,,.,,)
“Little Silly Melon.” Si Zhanhan chuckled softly, seemingly in a good mood, as he carried Ling Qing Ruan into the car.