Chapter 270

"Feng Qin," her voice cried, "Xiao Qi saved me again."

Feng Qin's eyes shook and sighed gently in his heart.

When the accident happened, his car followed the nanny's car.

He will never forget the scene when Shen Shi was thrown out of the car with one hand.

I won't forget that the little girl hit the roadside stone and shed blood.

Feng Qin rubbed his eyebrows and said in a deep voice, "cousin, this time..."

"Someone did it on purpose." Shen Shi's tired voice was bitterly cold. "Go and help me find out. No matter who it is, I'll let him die!"

Then the door of the emergency room opened.

"Doctor, how's Xiao Qi?"

"The brain was hit and there were many abrasions on the body. Fortunately, they were not too serious."

At this point, the doctor always felt a little strange.

According to others' description of the scene, the patient broke the glass, jumped out of the car, covered the head of the nanny driver with both hands, rolled several times on the road, and finally hit the kerb.

With such a big impact, her head is not protected. Normally, it shouldn't be hurt so lightly.

Maybe the girl has real Qi to protect her body.

The doctor smiled in his heart and said to Shen Shiji, "the patient is still unconscious. After being sent to the ward, you should keep quiet. She needs to rest."

Shen Wenqian quickly thanked him.

At this time, several nurses pushed the hospital bed out.

Ruan Qi lay in bed with a bandage around her head. There were many bruises on her face, and there was no blood at all. Her beautiful peach eyes closed tightly, and she didn't look angry at all.

Shen Shi's tears burst out.

Everyone pushed her to the ward.

"Doctor, when can she wake up?" Shen Wenqian asked.

Doctor: "I can't say well. If it's fast, it's more than ten minutes and if it's slow, it's two or three hours. Don't worry, the injury is not particularly serious."

Shen Wenqian thanked him again and again.

After the doctor left, Lu Lei helped Shen Shi to check his body.

Only Shen Wenqian and Feng Qin were left in the ward.

Shen Wenqian looked at the blood on the little girl's face, got up and said to Feng Qin, "Mr. Feng, I'll get some water to wipe the blood for Xiao Qi. Please help me keep it for a while."

Feng Qin nodded.

Shen Wenqian left with a kettle.

Feng Qin went to the hospital bed, stared at the unconscious little girl for a while, and then bent down to tuck her in.

Xi Jiu, who rushed in, just saw this scene.

Feng Qin turned his head when he heard the voice. When he saw Xi Jiu, his face showed a touch of surprise.

"Master Xi?"

Xi Jiu didn't speak.

He stared at Ruan Qi, who was in a coma on the hospital bed. His heart seemed to be broken by a punch, and he was out of breath in pain.

Feng Qin glanced at him, then turned his eyes to the little girl on the bed and raised his eyebrows thoughtfully.

At this time, Shen Wenqian came in with a kettle.

"Master Xi?"

He walked into the room and saw the shirt Xi Jiu was wearing. The corner of his mouth couldn't help looking at it.

It's almost November.

He even wore two pairs of autumn trousers. The master came out and ran around in only a shirt.

Is love warmer than a wool coat?

"Mr. Xi, you..."

"How about Ruan Qi." Xi Jiu's voice was hoarse and low.

Shen Wenqian seemed to hear some trembling in the man's voice and couldn't help being stunned.

Xi Jiu saw that he didn't speak and looked at him coldly.

Shen Wenqian was seen as an inspiration and hurriedly said, "Xiao Qi, she's okay. She suffered a head impact and needs to be kept for some time. But it's not a serious injury."

Xi Jiu's fist hanging on his side was loosened in an instant.

He went to the hospital bed, rushed to Feng Qin, nodded slightly, and then began to look at Ruan Qi motionless.

Shen Wenqian hurriedly pulled two chairs.

"Mr. Xi, Mr. Feng, you sit down."

Xi Jiu thanked and sat down in his chair.

Feng Qin looked at the chair beside the bed and turned around to sit on the sofa not far away.

Shen Wenqian poured the hot water into the basin, reached out and tried the water temperature, and then wetted the towel.

He carefully opened the quilt on Ruan Qi.

"I'll come." Xi Jiu said in a deep voice.

Shen Wenqian made a move and looked hesitant.

Master Xi is a childe who doesn't touch the spring water. Can he do it well?

"Well... Mr. Xi, why don't I wipe it for her?"

"No." Xi Jiu took the towel, "don't worry, it won't hurt her."

Then he folded the towel and gently put it on the little girl's arm.

At the time of the accident, Ruan Qi smashed and peeled with his fist, and then protected the driver's head with both hands. So besides her face, her hands and forearms suffered the most.

The glass residue on the little girl's hand has been cleaned and tied with a thick bandage.

The wound on the arm was also disinfected, but there was residual blood dry on the skin.

Xi Jiu took a towel and wiped it gently, as if he were treating the most precious baby in the world.

Sitting on the sofa, Feng Qin saw this scene and quietly helped his glasses.

Shen Wenqian watched by the bed for a while. Finally, he had to admit that Xi Jiu did better than him.

……

Night fell and the lights were on.

The door of the ward was pushed open, and the wooden assistant came in with a lunch box.

"Boss, Mr. Shen, it's time for dinner."

Xi Jiu gave a faint 'um' and sat by the bed without moving.

Assistant Mu looked at the boss who was about to become "Wangqi stone", and his face showed a touch of helplessness.

Just then, the little girl on the bed let out a whisper.

Sitting in a chair for three hours without moving, Xi Jiu was like a mummy of tens of thousands of years who cheated the corpse and his body trembled severely.

His eyes lit up and he stared at the little girl.

"Ruan Qi?"

The little girl's eyebrows wrinkled twice and her mouth began to cry.

"It hurts..."

The man who was shot and didn't change his face was distressed and almost out of breath.

He turned to the wooden assistant and said coldly, "go and ask the doctor if you can use some painkillers."

Wood assistant quickly turned and left.

At this time, Ruan Qi's eyes moved twice under his eyelids and slowly opened his eyes.

A big hand quickly reached out to help her block the light in the ward.

The little girl blinked vaguely. After almost adapting to the light, the big hand in front of her took it away.

"How do you feel?" a familiar voice sounded in my ear.

Ruan Qi turned his head and took a cold breath in pain.

"Don't move." Xi Jiu quickly pressed her. "Your head was hit. Don't move."

"Mr. Xi..." the little girl's voice was a little hoarse. She licked her dry lips and wronged, "... I hurt."

Although she was beaten by her master since childhood, it doesn't mean she's not afraid of pain.

No matter how hard the master hit, it was black and purple at most. It hurt for a while.

But now, it's like a hundred mammy Rong stabbing her with a needle. The little girl hurts so much that she doesn't even feel the ice cream sweet.