Qiao Jing took a deep breath and looked down at the ankle of her right foot.
The ankle of her right foot became swollen at some point. She frowned tightly and began to think about what happened yesterday.
There was too much chaos during the fight yesterday, and I guess I accidentally twisted it at that time.
Zhan Qipei's feet had just touched the ground and he almost couldn't stand still after hearing Qiao Jing's voice.
He quickly walked to Qiao Jing and asked the woman to lean against him.
"What's wrong?"
Qiao Jing stared at his sprained ankle, held the bed with his right hand, and shook his head.
"fine."
She was just about to push the man away and stand firm, but the man's hand on her waist suddenly increased its strength, forcing her to lean into his arms.
Zhan Qipei followed Qiao Jing's line of sight and saw her swollen ankle, then he raised his eyebrows and pursed his thin lips.
"When did you sprain your foot?"
It was obviously fine last night, but why did it become swollen after sleeping?
Qiao Jing also wanted to know, but yesterday was such a mess that she couldn't remember it.
"I have no idea."
Qiao Jing was helped by the man to sit on the sofa, and Zhan Qi Pei was in no hurry to leave.
He knelt down and held Qiao Jing's feet with both hands, his brows getting tighter and tighter, almost forming the character "Chuan".
"You sit here and I'll call the doctor to come over and apply medicine for you."
Before Qiao Jing could answer, the man had already left the ward in a hurry.
Feeling helpless, she bent down and pressed lightly on several acupuncture points.
Zhan Qipei came back quickly with the doctor. The doctor still wore sterile gloves on his hands. He was probably caught while performing surgery or preparing for surgery.
The doctor's head was still sweating. He immediately squatted down next to Qiao Jing. After quickly applying the medicine, he stood up and said bitterly.
"Mr. Zhan, after the dressing is done, can I go back and perform surgery on others?"
When Qiao Jing heard that he was caught on the way, he frowned and his tone became more serious.
"Why did you bring this doctor here?"
It was clear that the doctor was about to perform an operation, so Zhan Qipei brought the doctor here, which undoubtedly delayed the time of other patients.
Zhan Qipei saw that his wife was angry and opened his mouth to explain.
"I was in a hurry at the time, so I didn't care so much and just brought him over. He didn't tell me that he had an operation."
Qiao Jing pictured Zhan Qipei anxiously rushing out to find a doctor. He was probably too anxious and didn't ask so many questions, so he just brought the doctor over.
Only then did she relax her frown, and she guessed why the doctor didn't mention the surgery. It was simply because the person who called him was Zhan Qipei, and he didn't dare to say anything.
She didn't delay any longer and nodded to the doctor.
The doctor quickly took the medicine box and left the ward.
Qiao Jing glanced at the time, stood up and prepared to go home.
As a result, before she had even taken two steps, there was an extra hand around her waist, and the man stopped her and hugged her like a princess.
The moment Qiao Jing's body rose into the air, she was startled. She subconsciously reached out and put her arms around the man's neck. In the blink of an eye, she was held in his arms.
"What are you doing? Put me down."
Zhan Qipei held Qiao Jin in his arms, weighed it, and showed a smile.
"Take you home."
As soon as he finished speaking, the man opened the door to the ward and strode out with Qiao Jing in his arms.
Qiao Jing's eyes widened slightly, and he reached out and started to hit the man's chest.
"What are you doing?! There are so many people watching in the hospital, please let me down quickly!"
She didn't even have to look, she could feel the gazes of passers-by on her.
But the man holding her refused to let go and insisted on carrying her out.
Passers-by noticed this scene, and several younger women's eyes began to glow with pink hearts after seeing Zhan Qipei's face.
But when they noticed that the man was holding a woman in his arms, the pink love immediately disappeared.
"I really envy this young lady for having such a good husband. It seems that her ankle is sprained, but her husband actually carried her out as a princess!"
"Wow wow wow - I admire you so much, I admire you so much. I would give up my fifty years of life in exchange for having such a handsome husband who treats his wife so well."
"Actually, I envy this little brother. How pretty the little sister is! It's the first time in my life that I've seen such a beautiful little sister. It's like a fairy descending from heaven."
"I think this is a handsome man and a beautiful woman, a match made in heaven!"
"..."
Qiao Jing felt the temperature of her ears gradually rising as she listened. She bit her lip, fearing that others would hear her, and lowered her voice.
"Zhan Qi Pei! Let me down quickly!"
She's not as shameless as this bitch, but she just sprained her ankle, and it's not like she can't walk.
Zhan Qi Pei paused in his steps.
Qiao Jing thought that the man was finally willing to let her go. Just as he was about to let go of his hand on the man's neck, the other man lowered his head.
Zhan Qipei brought his thin lips to Qiao Jing's ear and spoke in a low voice.
"If you move again, I will kiss you in front of everyone."
Qiao Jing's eyes widened slightly as she heard the passers-by's exclamations, plus the man's breath on her ears, making her ears almost burn!
She originally wanted to struggle down by herself, but her understanding of Zhan Qi Pei suggested that he might really be able to do that kind of thing.
No matter how you look at it, being kissed in public or being carried out by a princess is more embarrassing.
Qiao Jing was worried that Zhan Qi Pei would really kiss her, so she calmed down and wished she could find a hole in the ground to crawl into.
After Zhan Qipei saw Qiao Jing's calm look, he raised the corners of his mouth and showed a satisfied smile.
It seems that this is the only way to keep his wife at peace.
After Qiao Jing caught a glimpse of this smile from the corner of her eye, she felt a little annoyed. She put her hand on the man's chest and kept a certain distance from him.
Otherwise, she would have heard Zhan Qi Pei's strong heartbeat echoing in her ears along the way.
Zhan Qipei continued to walk out, and walked out of the hospital with Qiao Jing in his arms.
Passers-by who witnessed it along the way cast envious glances at Qiao Jing.
After Qiao Jing sat in the passenger seat, she didn't even look at Zhan Qi Pei and turned to stare at the scenery outside, sulking.
After returning to the downstairs of Nantai Apartment, Qiao Jin was wary this time and avoided Zhan Qi Pei's hand that wanted to hold her again.
She moved her steps slowly, and finally let Zhan Qipei help her go home.
After Qiao Jing returned home, she expressed her gratitude reluctantly with a sullen face.
"Thanks."
She limped towards the toilet. Zhan Qi Pei saw her intention and picked her up again when she wasn't paying attention.
This time, Qiao Jing wanted to push the person away without hesitation. After all, no one else saw her at home, and the man could not threaten her.
But there was only such a big place in the house, and Zhan Qi Pei restrained her waist and carried her to the bathroom within a few steps.
Zhan Qi Pei opened the toilet seat and asked Qiao Jing to stand beside him. He stared at the woman seriously. No matter how he looked at it, he felt that it was inconvenient for her to take off her pants.
"I'll help you take it off."
As he spoke, he reached out towards Qiao Jing.
Qiao Jing felt her temples jump heavily. She grabbed the man's hand with quick eyesight and almost said a sentence through her teeth.