Upstairs, in Su Qiao's room, Qi Muhan moved a single sofa chair and sat next to Su Qiao's bed, holding a book in his hand.
"How do you feel? Does your chest still hurt?"
Su Qiao leaned against the big soft pillow, half leaning against the head of the bed, looking at him with curved eyes: "It doesn't hurt anymore, Brother Qi, your medicine is really effective."
Qi Muhan nodded slightly: "It's good that it doesn't hurt anymore."
"You should relax and don't worry too much. Don't be nervous. If you have any problem, just call me and I will help you solve it."
Qi Muhan is still unsure whether Su Qiao has discovered anything unusual.
So, I didn't dare to say it too clearly and could only comfort her as usual.
"Brother Qi, you are so kind to me."
Su Qiao's words were not polite, nor were they flattering or complimenting.
There was little expression on his face, his eyes were very calm, his lips were very thin, he was usually taciturn, and his eyes were usually tightly pursed.
In the hospital, he is well-known as a cold and beautiful man who can only be admired from afar and not approached.
Many doctors and nurses liked to secretly watch him, and many even secretly described him as a handsome and elegant sculpture.
But such a person showed special care and concern for Su Qiao, even far beyond the scope of a doctor's care for his patient.
Qi Muhan said as a matter of course: "It's my fault that you became like this. I should be nice to you."
Su Qiao knew that he would always feel guilty about the car accident.
"How can I blame you?"
"You weren't driving under the influence, and you weren't speeding. You were driving normally. It was just that the road was icy and the tires slipped. This was a natural disaster. You can't blame anyone."
"So Brother Qi, you really don't need to put all the blame on yourself. This will make life very tiring, and I will also feel uneasy."
What Su Qiao wanted was not his guilt or compensation.
Besides, as far as that incident is concerned, he really didn't have much responsibility, and he had already made appropriate compensation in accordance with the rules of the relevant departments.
In order to prevent her from having any psychological burden, Qi Muhan nodded obediently: "Okay, Brother Qi, don't think like this in the future."
"But Brother Qi is your attending physician. He has the responsibility to cure you and help you recover. So if you have any problems in the future, you can still come to me. Do you understand?"
Now that she is in such a situation in the Cheng family, it is even more impossible for him to abandon her.
But at the moment, her body has not fully recovered, so it is better not to let her know some things.
When he finds the right opportunity, he will take her out.
As for Cheng Haoming...
It wasn't worth her any more energy.
"I understand."
Su Qiao nodded with a smile.
"Brother Qi, the way you look without glasses is completely different from the way you look with glasses."
Wearing glasses, he looks very gentle, and the lenses hide his sharpness and edge.
Qi Muhan was stunned for a moment, then he remembered that he had taken off his glasses and dropped them on the roof of the car when he was downstairs just now.
He looked at the little girl who was staring at him with a playful look on her face, and made a rare joke: "What's the difference? Is it that the eyes have become smaller and the nose has become flatter?"
Su Qiao pointed at his eyes and nose with a smile: "No, it's just the opposite. My eyes have become bigger and my nose has become straighter. I have become more handsome and more impressive."
He is like this, with a strong sense of aggression.
Ordinary people probably can’t stand it.
"No wonder those nurses in the hospital blush when they see you, it turns out you are really handsome!"
"Haha, really?"