The first thing Qiao Nian saw was that Ye Wangchuan's ward was crowded with doctors and nurses, and Qin Si, Ji Lin and Guan Yan were guarding the door.
She also saw Ye Qichen standing in front of the bed out of the corner of her eye.
What she could not forget the most was the young man leaning on the pillow. His gaunt face was pale as if he had been in a coma for several days, and his lips were dry, but it did not affect his innate nobility at all.
Those deep eyes that looked like falling stars always seemed calm and composed whenever you looked at them, with a kind of detachment and indifference that looked down on all living beings.
It seemed as if everything in this world had nothing to do with him, and very few things could catch his eye or make him linger for a moment.
The doctors surrounded him. Yu Yan was writing something with a notebook and a pen while communicating with the person on the bed.
He really woke up... Qiao Nian's heart sank, and he felt an indescribable sense of relaxation in his limbs, as if a string that had been tense for several days suddenly relaxed, and his nerves relaxed.
"Niannian, did you see that? The doctor is examining him. Wangchuan has woken up, and he was looking for you as soon as he woke up. Do you want to come back first?" Ye Lan's face appeared in the camera.
"Okay." Qiao Nian put one hand in his pocket and walked back, saying concisely: "I'll be back right away."
Ye Lan also noticed the figure of Mo Xi behind her, and there was also a graceful and arrogant old woman beside her, probably Qiao Nian's grandmother.
The queen of the hidden family.
She just pretended not to see it, said a few words to Qiao Nian, and then hung up the video.
Qiao Nian waited until she hung up the video before slowly putting away his phone and walking back to the two of them.
Of course, Mo Xi was very happy, as he had heard the good news: "Master Wang is awake? That's good."
"Yeah." Qiao Nian's sharp brows relaxed and he responded. He seemed to be in a good mood, at least not as scary as he was just now when he was full of hostility.
Nie Qingru immediately relaxed: "I said this matter has nothing to do with me. You still came to my house and pointed a gun at me. Do you think what you did is appropriate?"
She almost wanted to bring up the issue of "education" again.
But when the words were on the tip of her tongue, she remembered Qiao Nian's impatient reaction when she had said that he was ill-mannered several times before, so she wisely chose to keep her mouth shut and not mention those two words.
The main reason was that Qiao Nian had just pointed a gun at her temple, leaving her with a psychological trauma.
Nie Qingru always felt that if he angered her again, things would probably be out of his control. So he endured it very unwillingly, but he couldn't hide the disgust and severity in his eyes.
"You are not seventeen or eighteen years old, you should be sensible! You can't always act so impulsively without considering the consequences. I am your grandmother and I can forgive you, but who can forgive you if it is someone else?"
"You don't have to tell me this." Qiao Nian looked at her with his dark eyes, as if he could see through her true face beneath her hypocritical face. He raised the corner of his mouth and sneered, "Don't worry, I will let you go."
"That's good." Nie Qingru felt that her smile was extremely dazzling, but she did not dare to anger her, so she tacitly agreed that she was acting.
Qiao Nian said hello to Mo Xi and prepared to leave.
Before she left, she caught a glimpse of Nie Qingru's arrogant and conceited face, and turned back as if unintentionally saying, "By the way, you don't know yet."
Nie Qingru's eyes met hers, and she felt a chill in her heart, but her body ignored the girl uncontrollably: "Know what?"
"Hmm." The girl smiled nonchalantly, her eyes full of mockery as she said, "You just advised me not to be impulsive, as it's easy to suffer losses, but it seems like you haven't done it yourself..."
(End of this chapter)