Chapter 4193
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Han Yucheng, who was following behind, quickly followed them in. Seeing that his father was also in the hall, he bowed to them. "Father, Uncle Ruan." As he spoke, he couldn't help but look at Ruan Qiuxue.
"Yucheng, what's going on?" Father Han asked in a deep voice.
"This …" Han Yucheng was a little hesitant. He didn't know how to explain it.
"Father, my hand hurts. My hand was injured by someone. It hurts so much." Ruan Qiuxue's face was covered in tears. At this moment, she no longer had the high and mighty attitude of a daughter from a noble family. Instead, she was complaining to her father like a little girl.
Hearing this, the Ruan Family Head looked down and saw that her hand was trembling. He immediately shouted, "Men! Quickly get the doctor here! "
"Nephew Yucheng, you went out with Qiuxue. How did her hand get injured like this? Who hurt her? "The Ruan Family Head asked in a deep voice. It was obvious that he was suppressing his anger.
"It, it was a young lady." As Han Yucheng spoke, he added, "But it's not what you think. Qiuxue plotted against the other party first, and that young lady then attacked."
Hearing this, the Ruan Family Head looked displeased. In a lecturing tone, he said, "Nephew Yucheng, our two families are discussing your marriage. Not to mention whether this marriage will succeed or not, you went out with Qiuxue today. She was bullied to this extent. It's fine if you can't stand up for her, but how can you speak up for the other party? What do you think of Qiuxue by doing this? "
"I …" He moved his lips but didn't know what to say. He couldn't help but look at his father.
When the Han Family Head heard his son's words, he thought to himself, So she was the one who attacked first. However, plotting against others isn't something to be proud of. Moreover, it's hard to talk about it. Thus, he didn't say anything else and just scolded his son.
"Yucheng, this is your fault. Let's not talk about the fact that we are discussing your marriage. As a man, you shouldn't have allowed Qiuxu, a girl, to be hurt like this. Your Uncle Ruan is right. You shouldn't have done that."
As he spoke, he chuckled and said to Ruan Qiuxue, "Qiuxue, don't cry, don't cry. Uncle will teach him a lesson when we get back. Right now, the most important thing is to let the doctor take a look at your hand."
"Patriarch."
An old man carrying a medicine box walked in. He was the residence's physician and also a pharmacist. When he heard that the Third Young Miss's hand was injured and the Patriarch asked him to come over, he put down what he was doing and rushed over.
"It's good that you're here. Quickly take a look at Qiuxu's hand. She has been trembling ever since she entered the hall." Master Ruan said, indicating for him to come forward.
"Yes." The old man stepped forward and asked Ruan Qiuxue to sit at the side. Then, he took her pulse. After checking her pulse, he couldn't help but frown.
"How is it?" Ruan Family Head asked worriedly.
Ruan Qiuxue bit her lip and looked at the old man. She was a little nervous.
"Third Young Miss, is your hand injured?" The old man asked.
"No, it's just that a silver needle pricked me here. I pulled it out when I came back." Ruan Qiuxue pointed at the place where the needle pricked her arm.
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