"I didn't expect it to be her." Qiao Nian had a similar reaction. He lowered his eyes slightly, hiding the sharpness in his eyes, and said in a hoarse voice: "So...what do you mean?"
She smiled, her red lips curled up, a rather evil smile, her black pupils were beautiful and cold: "You are quite suicidal!"
Seeing that her mood was not as bad as before and seemed to have returned to normal, Ye Wangchuan reached out and lifted her hair behind her earlobe. He lowered his head, with a gentle look in his handsome eyes: "Let's go, I'll take you to find a doctor to suture your wound."
He reached out and gently stroked the wound on the girl's right arm. The tall and slender figure stood straight, and the black pants wrapped around his slender legs, outlining his sexy and perfect body. Ye Wangchuan's eyes flashed with a trace of shock and pain. He looked up at her and asked in a low voice: "Does it hurt?"
Qiao Nian listened to him talking about the injury on her arm, and then she turned her head to take a look. Her right wrist was fractured, and her entire arm was numb. She definitely couldn't lift her arm, but did it hurt...
Qiao Nian thought about it and said nonchalantly, "It's okay, it doesn't hurt much."
Ye Wangchuan pressed his thin lips into a straight line and said nothing, but his deep eyes were filled with bloodthirsty hostility that could not be suppressed.
It would take at least ten days or half a month for Qiao Nian’s right hand to recover, not to mention the deep wound on his arm, which would most likely leave a scar in the future.
Girls all love beauty.
He knew that Qiao Nian might not care about appearances.
But he cares.
He cared about someone hurting her.
Ye Wangchuan did not bring his negative emotions to Qiao Nian. He closed his eyes, suppressed the fierceness in his eyes, and instantly returned to his usual dignified and graceful demeanor. He carefully supported the uninjured side of the girl and said, "Let's go first. I've told Mr. Huang that he should be here soon. When he comes, let him give you a comprehensive examination."
"You called my teacher?" Qiao Nian was a little surprised.
Ye Wangchuan didn't think he was making a fuss, and nodded naturally: "Well, I feel more at ease with Mr. Huang in charge."
Qiao Nian: “…”
She could say she didn't think it was necessary.
As if someone saw through her thoughts, he raised his hand again and patiently helped her straighten her clothes that were slightly wrinkled in the previous car accident. He then raised his hand and rubbed her head, and whispered in a coaxing tone to a child, "Be good. Let Mr. Huang take a look at you. Don't worry, I will too."
"actually, I… "
Qiao Nian originally wanted to say, "Actually, I'm quite relieved," but when she saw the serious expression on his face, she swallowed back her words, and inexplicably followed his footsteps and listened to him obediently.
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"Sister Qiao, are you okay?"
As soon as Qiao Nian left, Qin Si stood up at the door, threw away his cigarette, stomped it out, and walked over quickly with an expression of undisguised worry.
"I heard from Wang Ye that you were in a car accident. Come here quickly, you..."
Qin Si noticed that her right hand was hanging unnaturally, his face changed drastically, and he almost went berserk: "Sister Qiao, your hand..."
He paused, his fair face flushed red, and he punched the wall with his fist, his eyes red: "Fuck, who did it!"
Bo Jingxing pulled him and reminded him: "Qiao Nian is still studying, you should pay attention to the words you use when speaking."
"I..." Qin Si wanted to swear again, but when he looked up and saw the girl's delicate and bright face, he instantly swallowed his words.
He endured the curse words in his heart, but he couldn't hold back his anger. He kicked the trash can next to him and became silent.
(End of this chapter)