Spoiled by the CEO after amnesia!-Chapter 572 - 570 Endure Disgust and Attend to Him Well

Chapter 572: Chapter 570 Endure Disgust and Attend to Him Well

"Eat your food! If you don’t, I’m taking it away!" the subordinate barked harshly.

Liang Anya blurted out desperately, "Your Hall Master wouldn’t happen to be injured, would he?"

"What’s it to you, girl?" Seeing that she didn’t eat, the subordinate snatched away the plate, ready to leave.

It seemed it was indeed true!

They had just mentioned that Si Yuheng wasn’t at the villa these past few days, having gone out to take care of some business.

In this kind of underworld organization, the business they dealt with was definitely not of the savory kind; he must have been injured!

Liang Anya had an epiphany. This was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity—if she let it slip, she’d be a fool!

She quickly grabbed him and blurted out, "Brother, I studied medicine in college! Let me take a look!"

At this critical moment, she could only bluff. 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖

Her major wasn’t anywhere near medical science; she’d simply joined the local Red Cross during her college years and learned a few basic first-aid techniques.

Sure enough, the Beiming Hall subordinate’s steps faltered, suspicious, "Really?"

"Lie to you and I deserve to die a horrible death!" Liang Anya gritted her teeth. To continue staying in this god-forsaken place would be the true death sentence.

The subordinate pondered for a long while before finally making up his mind, "Fine, come up with me! But if you dare have any ulterior motives, with the Hall Master’s temper, this time it won’t just be getting locked up in an iron cage with a wolfhound!"

Liang Anya nodded eagerly, then followed the subordinate out of the basement.

Entering the villa’s living room, she followed the Beiming Hall people upstairs, stopping at the door of a bedroom.

She knew this was Si Yuheng’s room.

The bedroom door was ajar, with voices drifting out:

"Hall Master, I think we should go to the city and find a doctor to come take a look at you..."

"Yes, you’re bleeding too heavily."

"Enough, haven’t I said it already? I’m fine. Just get some gauze, and then call Amy to take care of me!"

Si Yuheng’s cold voice settled the matter.

...

Tsk, looks like his injuries are indeed quite serious.

Bleeding? Why didn’t he bleed to death.

Liang Anya sneered internally, but just then, the subordinate who brought her up knocked on the door and they walked in together.

In the bedroom, there wasn’t much furniture, except for a notably conspicuous European-style big bed with golden columns.

Liang Anya drew a sharp breath. On the carpet beside the bed lay a man’s outer shirt, dyed red with blood.

Si Yuheng leaned against the carved bedpost, his torso bare, revealing bronze skin. One hand covered the other well-built upper arm, oozing blood through his fingers. Although the flow was slow, it was still bleeding out.

Seeing the food-delivering subordinate bring Liang Anya up from the basement, the bodyguards in the room were taken aback.

"How did she get up here?" Si Yuheng’s voice suddenly grew low and gruff.

The subordinate hurriedly said, "This girl studied medicine! Since the Hall Master doesn’t want to go to the city for a doctor, I brought her up, maybe she can help."

The other subordinates all turned their gazes to the Hall Master.

Si Yuheng scoffed, his gaze roving over Liang Anya, "You studied medicine? I see you think being locked in the iron cage in the basement isn’t enough, is it?"

When Si Yuheng investigated Liang Anya’s background, he naturally found out her school and major.

Studied medicine?

Hah, this girl is facing death and still dares to lie!

Liang Anya felt creeped out by his gaze but, of course, knew that he was aware of her address in Italy, her family’s occupations, and her school. How could he not know her major? She mustered her courage, "I have been involved with the Red Cross in Italy for the past few years, and during the summer holidays, I also joined the medical team from my school to provide medical support in countries like North Africa and Ethiopia... Your injury is nothing to me."

She really had participated in the Red Cross, but as for the rest... of course, it was all nonsense.

"Hall Master, since the girl doesn’t dare to lie, why not let her help and take care of it?" one of the subordinates suggested, tempted by the idea.

Si Yuheng’s suspicious and gloomy gaze still roamed over Liang Anya’s figure.

Liang Anya had already stepped forward, ignoring Si Yuheng’s reaction. She sat down beside the bed, pushed his hand away, and checked his wound.

It was a knife wound, not very large, but it was deep enough to make the bleeding substantial.

She scoffed inwardly, thinking it would have been better if the blade had penetrated a couple centimeters further and hit a major artery. Still, she coughed lightly, "How can you just wrap it with gauze? It needs to be disinfected, or you’ll get tetanus, septicemia. Do you have any medical alcohol?"

The subordinate was taken aback, "We don’t have that in the villa."

Liang Anya thought for a moment, "Then make some saline solution."

"Saline solution? How do you make that?"

Liang Anya instructed, "Mix 5 grams of salt with 250 milliliters of water, boil it, and reduce it to 100 grams. Follow this proportion. Then fetch some gauze and scissors."

Seeing that she seemed quite proficient, the others didn’t suspect anything and quickly went to prepare everything.

Noticing that the blood was still seeping, she looked around the bedroom, opened a wardrobe, took a thick, clean piece of clothing, and pressed it against the bleeding wound. She then heard Si Yuheng’s voice drift over, weak from blood loss yet still chillingly threatening, "Don’t play any tricks on me, sweetheart."

Liang Anya, seeing his condition, was now completely certain that he was a desperate criminal.

Even if she had any tricks up her sleeve, she wouldn’t dare use them.

She didn’t want her life to end at this man’s hands.

Hadn’t Kasey said it before? Although this man was ruthless, as long as women served him well, he would not be too harsh on them.

So she decided to endure the disgust for now and take good care of this man!

Liang Anya remained silent but lifted the man’s injured arm a few centimeters higher.

Si Yuheng, his handsome brows arching in surprise, exclaimed, "Are you fucking trying to kill me?"

"Your upper arm is bleeding profusely; lifting the limb can help slow down the blood flow."

As she spoke, Liang Anya pressed down on the inside of his upper arm.

Si Yuheng broke out in cold sweat, grabbing her arm with his uninjured hand, "Do you want to die?"

"Please, I am pressing your brachial artery to stop the bleeding! Unless you want to keep bleeding," Liang Anya retorted, loosening her fingers.

Si Yuheng’s eyes turned colder but finally let go of her hand.

Before long, the subordinate returned with the saline solution and the gauze. Seeing the Hall Master, he breathed a sigh of relief, "Hall Master, it looks like you’re not bleeding much anymore."

Si Yuheng glanced at Liang Anya, the sinister look on his face slowly receding a bit.

Liang Anya knew that this dangerous devil might have started to trust her a little.

She took the saline solution and began to disinfect Si Yuheng’s wound. The process was very painful, nearly unbearable for ordinary people, yet this man hardly grunted.

After disinfection, she quickly wrapped his wound with gauze. Standing up, she announced, "It should be fine now. But you should be observed for the next few days, just in case you develop tetanus or septicemia—it would be troublesome."

Fearing that this man would discard her back into the basement with the big wolf dog after using her, it was better to make things sound more serious!

As expected, Si Yuheng considered for a moment, then coldly commanded, "You stay. For the next few days, you will be by my side."