The police arrived at the scene in five minutes. Si Xiaoyang was pinned to the ground by the security guards, and the knife was thrown aside with blood on it. The police detained Si Xiaoyang and put him in a police car. The security guards also followed to take a statement. Xi Heming needed to go to the hospital for bandaging because he was injured. He made an appointment to complete the procedures the next day.
The charge of committing murder and wounding can be serious or minor, but Jiang Wanwan estimated that given Xi Heming's petty attitude, Si Xiaoyang's fate would not be easy.
The garage below soon returned to silence, with only Xi Heming and Jiang Wanwan left. Xi Heming looked at the few drops of blood on the ground, his face turned pale, he hurriedly opened the car door, and said in a trembling voice: "Get in the car, I will take you to the hospital."
Xi Heming looked at Jiang Wanwan's red eyes, sighed softly, reached out and rubbed her head: "Don't worry, it's just a small wound. Do you think my expression has not changed?"
Jiang Wanwan didn't avoid his hand, she just bit her lip and looked at him, and said in a strong tone, "Get in the car, don't make me say it a second time."
Xi Heming was stunned for a moment, then smiled slightly: "Wanwan, your CEO aura is getting stronger and stronger."
"I just started later than you, but running a business may not be worse than you!" Jiang Wanwan seemed to push Xi Heming into the car impatiently, but at the same time she stared at his injured arm very carefully, for fear that he would touch the wound. Seeing Jiang Wanwan's worried look, Xi Heming didn't waste any more words and got into the car obediently.
The nearest hospital in the community was a private hospital. When Xi Heming was in the car, he called the director of the hospital. As soon as he got off the car, medical staff came to greet him and took Xi Heming into the treatment room. Jiang Wanwan was invited by the nurse to the lounge nearby. , and gave her a cup of hot coffee.
It was almost midnight, but Jiang Wanwan didn't feel sleepy at all. Her hand was tightly holding the hot coffee cup, and it seemed that she could rely on this heat to feel calm.
Feeling the warmth in her hands, Jiang Wanwan stared blankly ahead, Xi Heming's voice echoed in her ears...
"Then do you know how important Jiang Wanwan is to me?"
"Jiang Wanwan is my wife, I like her, I love her..."
The clips of the two of them getting along in the past few months flashed through her mind. Jiang Wanwan recalled the tit-for-tat scene with Xi Heming on their wedding day, the scene when he tried to masturbate for the first time with a look of disgust on his face, and her feet were swollen while wearing high heels. When Xi Heming found out, he immediately bought a massage chair and a footbath and gave them to himself awkwardly, and then took himself back to the bedroom after falling asleep in the living room...
He always said arrogantly that only leading companies are qualified to cooperate with Xi's Group. However, when Jiangcheng Technology was not famous, he brought senior executives to learn about the products again and again, and gave Jiangcheng Technology its largest order so far. .
He always emphasized that there should be no personal relationships at work, but he did not hesitate to fire his secretary when he threatened her.
He always said that his time was extremely precious, but in order to be alone for a while longer, he was willing to waste an entire afternoon of working time, shamelessly pestering her to sit in the last row.
He always has a cold look, as if nothing in the world is worthy of him, but he is willing to hold an umbrella for her on rainy days and shield her from the knife when danger approaches.
It turned out that he had done so many things for her unknowingly. If she hadn't heard what he said to Si Xiaoyang today, she might not have noticed his intentions.
It turns out that what he said about the two of them being good friends was just a springboard to bring them closer. What he really wanted in his heart was to get closer.
Ask yourself, Jiang Wanwan has never thought about being with Xi Heming before today. In terms of personality, the two of them are relatively strong, and there is no possibility of complementing each other. In terms of life, neither of them is a homely person, but both Belongs to the workaholic type. What's more, Xi Heming had an attitude of avoiding her from the beginning, for fear that she would fall in love with him so that she would not be able to get rid of him later. In this case, her pride would never allow her to have any feelings for this man.
But tonight's experience made her a little confused. The moment she knew that Xi Heming liked her, she did feel confused and at a loss for a moment, but she had to admit that she was also a little happy; when Si Xiaoyang stabbed her with a sharp knife, At that time, his action of blocking her without hesitation really made her heart tremble. Coupled with his outstanding appearance and perfect abdominal muscles, Jiang Wanwan had to admit that she was indeed a little attracted to Xi Heming.
Time passed by in Jiang Wanwan's wild thoughts. The door of the treatment room next door finally opened, and a doctor came out: "Where are the family members?"
Jiang Wanwan stood up from the chair, put the cold coffee in her hand on the table in a panic, and hurried out: "Doctor, I am a family member. How is Xi Heming's wound?"
The doctor took off his mask and breathed a sigh of relief: "The wound has been sutured, don't worry."
At this moment, Xi Heming was pushed out in a wheelchair covered with clothes. Jiang Wanwan was stunned for a moment, and then looked at him speechlessly: "Xi Heming, I remember you injured your arm, but why did your leg break after a while? Yet?"
Xi Heming coughed guiltily and lifted up his clothes to reveal his arm that was bandaged and looked like a mummy. Jiang Wanwan's eyes turned red instantly, and she looked at the bandage on his arm at a loss: "Is the wound very long?"
"Fortunately, it's not long." Xi Heming showed a strong smile: "It's not long at all."
Based on the experience of being in a wheelchair, Jiang Wanwan originally suspected that Xi Heming was bluffing, but now that he kept saying that he was fine, Jiang Wanwan felt that he was covering up, and he must be seriously injured.
Jiang Wanwan felt a little uncomfortable. With red eyes, she pulled up the suit jacket with the cut sleeves and covered Xi Heming tightly. Then she stood up and asked, "Doctor, is there anything I should pay attention to?"
Doctor: "Change the dressing every three days. Remember not to touch the water or the wound, and try to use the injured hand as little as possible. If the wound recovers well, the stitches can be removed in about 10 days."
Jiang Wanwan remembered everything in her mind: "Okay, then we will change the dressing in three days."
Xi Heming glanced at the doctor: "Tomorrow I will send my assistant to get the case. I may also need to issue some police certificates. I will trouble you more then."
The doctor immediately said: "Don't worry, Mr. Xi, we will cooperate with the police to provide relevant supporting materials."
Xi Heming nodded and turned to look at Jiang Wanwan: "Then let's go home."
"Okay!" Jiang Wanwan pushed the wheelchair out of the emergency door and pushed it to the car. Xi Heming finally stood up from the wheelchair, strode to the car, and opened the cab door.
Jiang Wanwan was anxious and hurried over to hold his hand on the car door: "You can't drive, I'll do it."
"I know, I just want to open the door for you." Xi Heming looked at her with a smile: "This is more gentlemanly."
Jiang Wanwan looked at the wheelchair and then at his long straight legs: "..."
Jiang Wanwan: "Okay, as long as you are happy!"
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It was already late at night when we drove home, and the light in the entrance was on as if waiting for the two owners to come home.
Jiang Wanwan was afraid that Xi Heming would trip and fall because the living room was too dark, so she quickly ran over and turned on all the lights. Then she went back and helped Xi Heming in, who had just changed his shoes slowly, and whispered: "Today It's already too late, so just don't take a shower and ask the special assistant to come over tomorrow to help you take a shower. I'll help you prepare the footbath. You can soak your feet and simply wash yourself before going to bed."
Xi Heming frowned, as if he was unwilling. When Jiang Wanwan saw this, she immediately raised her eyebrows: "Be obedient!"
"Okay! But..." Xi Heming gestured to Jiang Wanwan to look at his shirt: "Please help me take off my clothes. I really can't do anything myself."
Xi Heming's shirt was pushed up to his upper arm, and his entire lower arm was bandaged. In this situation, he couldn't take off his shirt directly, he had to cut it open.
"Wait for me." Jiang Wanwan hurriedly turned around and ran to the small study. Looking at her back, Xi Heming, with a smile on his lips, reached out and patted Jiang Xiaoyi's head who was shutting down and charging, and murmured happily: "One day You have to call me daddy!”
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Jiang Wanwan found a pair of scissors from the study and returned to Xi Heming, trying to help him cut open his clothes. Xi Heming's shirts are all custom-made and of very good quality, while Jiang Wanwan's scissors are just ordinary office scissors, which is a bit troublesome to cut.
Jiang Wanwan lowered her head, holding scissors in one hand and stretching out Xi Heming's shirt with the other, and cut the shirt open bit by bit with concentration on her face. Xi Heming looked at Jiang Wanwan quietly, tracing her plump forehead bit by bit with his eyes, starting from her forehead to her neatly trimmed eyebrows.
Jiang Wanwan's long eyelashes covered most of her eyes. Although she couldn't see the whole picture, Xi Heming's mind still pictured the way Jiang Wanwan looked when her eyes were focused. Her eyes reluctantly moved away from her eyes, and landed on Jiang Wanwan's delicate red lips along the high bridge of her nose.
Afraid of poking Xi Heming with the scissors, Jiang Wanwan moved cautiously, her lips pursed unconsciously, and crystal clear beads of sweat appeared on the tip of her nose. Looking at Jiang Wanwan's flawless white skin and beautifully shaped lips, Xi Heming's Adam's apple moved up and down, and he swallowed unconsciously.
Jiang Wanwan raised her head when she heard the voice. Her bangs were messy on her cheeks, and her face looked a little confused: "Are you thirsty?"
Xi Heming smelled the perfume on Jiang Wanwan's body and felt a little dry: "Yes, I am very thirsty."
"I'll get you some water." Jiang Wanwan put the scissors aside and got up and went to the west kitchen, quickly bringing a glass of warm water. She originally wanted to hand it to Xi Heming's hand, but when she saw the bandaged right hand, she changed her mind and put the water glass directly to Xi Heming's mouth: "Drink, I'll feed you."
Xi Heming smiled slightly, lowered his head and took a sip of water from the water glass. When he raised his head again, his eyes were bright: "I think the water is very sweet today. Did you add sugar?"
"What kind of sugar can you add? I have the time to serve you." Jiang Wanwan glanced at him angrily and muttered in a rough voice: "Don't be ashamed if you don't talk sweetly."
Looking at Jiang Wanwan's red ears, Xi Heming smiled, held the bottom of the cup with his left hand and drank the whole glass of water in one gulp. Then he looked at Jiang Wanwan solemnly and said, "It's really sweet."
The blush on the tips of Jiang Wanwan's ears quickly spread to the surrounding area, and soon dyed Jiang Wanwan's neck red.
Seeing this, Xi Heming smiled even brighter, looked at Jiang Wanwan's eyes intently, and covered his chest with great seriousness: "It's like how I feel now."
Jiang Wanwan: "!!!"
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