180 Don't Test My Patience! (3)

The sounds of water splashing could be heard coming from the bathroom. She had already been inside for an entire hour.

Suddenly recalling that her walking posture seemed to be wrong, Rong Yan suppressed his pain and cussed while his face turned as pale as a sheet. He then walked towards the coffee table, snubbed his cigarette and grabbed the telephone handset.

"Xu Zhiyuan, buy some medicine for me immediately!"

"Young Master Rong, what kind of medicine do you want?"

What kind of medicine?

Damn it, how would I know!?!

She's probably all red and swollen down there and she seems to have bled too. Do I get her painkillers? Medicine to stop the bleeding? Or anti-inflammatory drugs?

Rong Yan stared at the tightly shut bathroom door and kicked the leg of the couch angrily before walking towards the French window and stuttering, "Well… for abrasions… "