"I'm sorry, I..." Shen Yancheng was also in a panic!
All he wanted was to catch Jiang Xiaorou, fearing that she had an adverse reaction due to excessive blood transfusion which would be troublesome if she fainted. Who would have thought his palm would just happen to catch her there?
"Dammit!"
Jiang Xiaorou grabbed Shen Yancheng's hand, shoved it away, and her other hand clenched into a fist, punching towards him. Today, it's either her death or Shen Yancheng's demise.
"I already apologized, why are you still hitting me?" Shen Yancheng couldn't dodge.
He could only grab Jiang Xiaorou's fist, twist it behind her back, and as she swung her other hand, he captured it as well, drawing her into his embrace.
"Shen Yancheng, to hell with you."
Jiang Xiaorou struggled in vain, tightly held by Shen Yancheng, unable to push him away.
"Being unreasonable. I've apologized, what more do you want?" Shen Yancheng was at a loss for words.