Fu Nanli had been holding Wen Qiao's hand as they ran out, and Zhao Yuan followed them, explaining, "The passenger was taking his daughter to the bathroom, and when they were about to collide, they were about to return to their seats, and Xiao Wen rushed out to save the little girl and crashed into the dining car."
Fu Nanli was so heartbroken that he could hardly breathe. It was he who asked her to go with him to the guild awards ceremony. If she hadn't gone with him, how could such an unexpected disaster have happened
Wen Qiao just had a headache, and as luck would have it, he was bumped into by the sharp kick of the dining cart. There must have been a cut on the top of his head, and some blood was flowing out. It even hurt to breathe.
The collision didn't go well, she felt a little dazed and saw double.
I vaguely saw Fu Nanli's face, and heard his urgent voice in a daze.
I have never seen him so anxious and confused.
Fu Nanli got into the ambulance with Wen Qiao.
The mother and daughter stood outside the car and bowed to her.
If it weren't for this girl, her daughter was still so young and might have died from the collision. It was this girl who saved her daughter.
The car door closed and the nurse was helping Wen Qiao stop the bleeding.
Fu Nanli saw a pile of blood-stained cotton balls suddenly appear on the tray.
"Is she seriously injured?"
"There's a cut on the top of the head, it's not deep, it shouldn't need stitches."
Wen Qiao regained his senses at this moment. Seeing Fu Nanli still in his uniform and without even taking off his hat, his eyes were full of worry.
Wen Qiao raised his hand: "I'm fine."
Fu Nanli gritted his teeth and said, "Wen Qiao, you don't want to live anymore, do you?"
Wen Qiao hissed softly, and he softened his tone again: "Does it hurt?"
Wen Qiao closed his eyes: "Not bad."
She always pretended to be strong, but it made him feel distressed: "Don't bear the pain."
Wen Qiao smiled and couldn't help but said, "It does hurt a little, and it seems that a lot of blood has been lost."
Fu Nanli held her hand tightly, feeling so heartbroken that he couldn't breathe.
When they arrived at the special hospital set up by the Aviation Bureau, Wen Qiao was sent to the operating room. After an examination, it was found that the collision was not serious, just an external injury. After he recovered and the bleeding stopped, he came out of the operating room with gauze on his head.
Fu Nanli walked quickly forward and embraced her.
"The doctor said it was okay. The wound wasn't deep or long, so there was no need for stitches. I just needed to go to the hospital every day to change the dressing."
Fu Nanli lowered his head to look at her head. There was a little blood in the center of the gauze, which shocked him.
"Don't put yourself in danger like this again."
Wen Qiao looked up at him and said, "It's just instinct. I didn't think too much about it."
Fu Nanli's Adam's apple rolled, and he touched her face and said solemnly: "People can be a little selfish, and don't have to be so righteous. This society hasn't been very good to you."
Wen Qiao smiled: "Okay, I've remembered it all."
Ji Xianzheng hurried over to the end of the corridor, walked up to Fu Nanli, grabbed his arm, and checked him up and down: "Are you okay?"
When he heard the news that the plane crashed, he was stunned. The probability of such a situation occurring was too small, not to mention someone as cautious as Nan Li.
Fu Nanli embraced Wen Qiao and said, "I'm not injured, but Qiao'er is a little injured."
Ji Xianzheng then noticed that Wen Qiao had a bandage on his head: "How did you get hurt?"
"Rescued a kid coming out of the bathroom, got hit."
Ji Xianzheng exhaled: "Are you okay?"
Wen Qiao quickly said, "It's just a minor injury, don't worry."
Ji Xianzheng said, "Nan Li, you have to go back to the company. There are many things to deal with. You have done a great job this time. It was because of your prompt decision that a major accident was avoided. Many media want to interview you."
(End of this chapter)