The doctor said that the pain would not be so severe tomorrow and she could still bear this little pain.
The phone vibrated, and a message came from Fu Nanli: "Put on your clothes and come out. Sleep at my place tonight. I'll ask Li Fang to come over and check your wound."
Wen Qiao couldn't sleep anyway, so he put on his clothes and hurried to the back door.
After getting into his car, Fu Nanli stared at the gauze on her head and asked, "Does the wound still hurt?"
Wen Qiao shrugged indifferently: "It's okay, it's just a superficial wound, how painful can it be?"
Fu Nanli's face darkened: "Don't show off."
Wen Qiao pursed her lips and said truthfully: "It does hurt a little, but I can bear it."
Fu Nanli was distressed: "Li Fang has already rushed over."
The car slowly left the back door of Central Conservatory of Music.
Wen Qiao: "There's no need to ask him to come over so late at night. Even if he comes, he can't feel the pain for me. He can only prescribe painkillers for me. I've already taken one pill before, but the doctor said I can't take it continuously."
"Let him take a look and I'll feel at ease."
Wen Qiao arrived next to Fu Nanli. The car was shaking and she felt more sleepy.
It was already late at night, and when the car stopped downstairs of the apartment building, Wen Qiao had already fallen asleep leaning on Fu Nanli.
Fu Nanli got out of the car, picked up the person and carried him into the apartment.
Wen Qiao half opened his eyes in a trance: "Are we there yet?"
He said he would come down and walk by himself.
"Don't move, just continue sleeping."
Wen Qiaozhen closed his eyes and continued to sleep with peace of mind.
Li Fang rushed over and took a look at her wound. He was very helpless: "It's just an ordinary skin injury. Change the dressing every day. If it hurts today, take some painkillers."
He is a doctor, not a god, and there is no way he can make her feel relieved from the pain immediately.
His young master looked at him with some displeasure, as if to say, "What use is there for you?"
Li Fang: …
Never mind. The Fu family offers a very high salary, and he is quite happy as a private doctor.
After Li Fang left, Fu Nanli sat beside the bed, holding her hand and looking at her quietly.
Everything that happened a few hours ago still made him feel frightened. Until he saw her falling to the ground with blood on her forehead, he clearly realized that seeing her injured was an unbearable pain in his life.
He shouldn't have taken her there. It was an unexpected disaster for her.
Fu Nanli sighed softly, bent down and kissed the corner of her mouth: "Sleep well."
Although this accident did not cause any casualties, the impact was huge.
The next day, Fu Nanli watched the live broadcast of the press conference while sitting in the living room.
Because the Air Traffic Control Authority had already released all the details of the accident the night before, today was an apology press conference held by the Air Traffic Control Authority.
Xu Shen was present to answer questions from reporters.
The first question the reporter asked was: "Will Captain Fu attend today's press conference?"
Xu Shen: "I'm sorry, Captain Fu will not be attending today's press conference. He saved the lives of the passengers yesterday, but the situation was indeed very dangerous at the time. The captain's mental state is not good and he cannot face the media."
Fu Nanli raised his eyebrows. Is he in a bad mental state
That's a good excuse.
He simply didn't like facing the flashing lights of cameras and answering the same boring questions.
There was a hint of disappointment on the reporters' faces. They had thought that this time they could get a glimpse of Mr. Fu's true appearance. People who had heard of him said that he was like a god.
What a pity, Master Fu didn’t show up again.
The expressions of the reporters below became more serious.
(End of this chapter)