Qiao Nian leaned on his strong shoulders, still a little dazed. She thought he dragged the chair over to talk things over with her and give her a good scolding.
In the end, he sat over just to give her a place to lean on.
"You..." She was actually not used to relying on others.
As soon as she moved, a big hand held her head down to prevent her from moving: "I know you are tired, go to sleep first. We'll talk when you wake up!"
Ye Wangchuan felt that the struggling head on his shoulder seemed to pause for a moment, then gradually relaxed and no longer tried to sit up straight.
He then said slowly: "There are too many people you want to protect, but to me, no one is more important than you."
"If something happens to you while trying to find an antidote for Ji Lingfeng, I won't let him go."
No one is as important as you to me!
Qiao Nian's tense nerves completely relaxed at this moment. She curled her lips, leaned quietly on his shoulder, licked her lips, and said softly, "Actually... it hurts a little."
When her right hand was injured, she didn't feel how unbearable the pain was. She had endured all the unbearable pains before because no one would listen to her cries of pain. So no matter how much pain she was in, she would not speak. It was unnecessary and meaningless.
But now she suddenly felt that the pain in the injured area was a little unbearable, at least she suddenly wanted to say it.
Ye Wangchuan's anger was extinguished for some reason just because of these five short words. He put his arm around the girl's shoulders and softened his tone: "Let's get some sleep first."
"Yeah." Qiao Nian seemed to have surrendered and stopped moving. He closed his eyes and prepared to go to sleep obediently.
She originally thought that she would not be able to sleep after tonight's extremely tense situation. However, she was far less able to endure it than she thought. Breathing on his light tobacco smell mixed with mint, Qiao Nian gradually relaxed her body and her breathing became even...
Ye Wangchuan felt that the person leaning on his shoulder had fallen asleep. He stood as still as a towering mountain. He quietly reached out to slow down the drip, then sat back in his original position, not wanting to wake up the person who had finally closed his eyes to rest.
Some people came in during the meeting, and before they could say anything, they were met with a pair of cold and deep eyes, and someone made a hushing gesture to them.
Everyone is not a fool, so when they saw this scene, they just smiled and walked out.
The people on the ferry behind them knew not to enter the room and disturb them, so no one pushed the door open.
Three hours later.
Qiao Nian's drip has finished.
Ye Wangchuan looked at the empty bag, woke up the girl who was still sleeping, and said in a low voice: "I will help you take out the needle, don't move your hands."
"Ah." Qiao Nian's eyes were bleary. He was still not awake after being called. His eyes were half-closed with moisture and sleepiness. His left hand was resting on the back of the chair. He looked lazy and looked like he didn't even hear what he said clearly. He replied, "Well, you do it."
Ye Wangchuan glanced at her and saw that the girl was sitting there with her eyelids half drooping, feeling sleepy. He then looked at the infusion tube on the back of her hand that had begun to bleed backwards. He quickly pulled out the needle, then stood up and stretched his half-numbed body and said to the girl, "Sit still, I'll find you a cotton swab."
He took out a medical kit from the old team doctor's cabinet, found a cotton swab inside, pulled out one, turned back and pressed it on the back of Qiao Nian's hand.
"Press it yourself."
"Well."
Qiao Nian was still sleepy, so he lazily took the cotton swab and pressed the needle hole on the back of his hand.
(End of this chapter)