"What are you doing?"
Jing Qian watched Zhan Li Chuan sit up and tried to put on her shoes, so she hurried forward to support her, and put her hand on his newly stitched back, for fear that he would shatter the wound. Rarely, the voice was devoid of the usual demonic aura and dragging ending, and said a little angrily, "What are you doing? Your wound has just been stitched up, and it will open easily."
It was only now that Zhan Lichuan realized that he sat up and could even move his legs.
I was very excited in my heart, and the sharp and deep feeling that was originally tainted by the back pain was softened a lot by this excitement.
When facing Jing Qian, seeing the warmth and anger in her eyes, the difference between her voice and the hostility in her heart is simply worlds apart.
"I'm sorry Qianqian."
No sophistry, only a guilty sorry.
As a big boss, Jing Qian is also a typical person who takes soft things but not tough ones.
Seeing Zhan Lichuan apologizing to her in such a low voice, most of the dissatisfaction in his heart disappeared, and the rest turned out to be faintly worried for him.
It felt like something was pulling my heart, but it was just a little uncomfortable.
"You don't have to tell me you're sorry." Jing Qian's tone softened significantly, and said, "I'm afraid you'll be in pain. And after the wound ruptures, you have to go back into the operating room. Wouldn't it take more time?"
Because of the lack of anesthesia throughout the operation, body pain and blood loss, Zhan Lichuan's lips were pale at this moment, and his bloodless cheeks looked a little sickly and weak because of the deep contours.
Zhan Lichuan stared at Jing Qian with deep eyes, with a trace of happiness after being cared for, a trace of obedient obedience, a trace of gratitude and a trace of pampering in his eyes.
Being stared at by a man with a heaven-defying appearance, Jing Qian was inexplicably flustered, and quickly changed the subject: "I know you are impatient, but Butler Xu said that you are the one that Grandpa is most worried about. If you go to see him, he will Only to find that the wound on your back is open, the wound is infected, you have a fever, and you have a heart problem, aren’t you making things difficult for him?”
"But I'm worried about him." Zhan Lichuan lowered his brows, his eyes filled with self-blame: "I didn't protect him well."
"Then have you placed someone beside him now?" Jing Qian asked.
"Hmm. I heard Steward Xu's words when you answered the phone just now, and I have already ordered my people to go over and answer."
"That's fine. I'll go talk to Professor Hong Lu and ask her to go over and help grandpa. Don't worry, as long as the person is still giving first aid, it means there is a chance. Hong Lu will definitely be able to save grandpa's life in the past. We Follow along."
Zhan Lichuan's eyes lit up when he heard that he could pass.
"Can I go?"
"Aren't you worried? Instead of worrying in your heart, you might as well go and see for yourself."
Seeing Jing Qian who had already called Hong Lun to explain the situation, Zhan Lichuan suddenly felt sore eyes. It was a feeling of happiness that had never been experienced before.
"Okay, Professor Honglu agreed, and she will set off immediately. You are injured, so let's follow slowly. Don't be too anxious, grandpa is lucky, and everything will be fine."
"Um."
"Professor Hong Lu told me that there is a group of people outside, are they yours?"
"There are my people."
In other words, there are people who are not him
I mean why is it so strange.
"Then can your people handle it?"
"rest assured."
With Zhan Lichuan's guarantee, Jing Qian immediately helped him up and sat on his universal wheelchair.
(end of this chapter)