At the door of the luxurious ward of a Korean-style private hospital, a young man wearing an off-white suit with a noble and elegant temperament was standing there, frowning slightly, waiting anxiously for the patient inside to come out.
His eyebrows were slender and raised as if drawn with a paintbrush, and his skin was as white as jade, making him even more beautiful and elegant than a girl.
And this person is Han Qingyi, the young director of a Korean private hospital.
Of course the person he was waiting for was Ning Tong'er, whose leg was injured while trying to save a child on the road.
The white door finally opened to the outside.
"Brother Qingyi." Sitting in a wheelchair, Ning Tong'er, who was so beautiful that she couldn't be stained by the world, called softly to Han Qingyi who looked anxious.
Looking at Ning Tong'er who was being pushed out in a wheelchair, Han Qingyi's elegant and handsome face was tense.
He was both distressed and angry with her - angry that she didn't take her own life seriously!
Doesn't she know what's going on with her?
If something really happened to her, not only would her father, Uncle Ning, who loved his daughter dearly, not be able to survive, he would also...
"Brother Qingyi?" The delicate and soft voice became a little hesitant, and Ning Tong'er looked at Han Qingyi with her mouth flat.
Seeing that he did not respond to her voice as usual, he immediately walked over quickly, but instead stood there with a frown on his face. Everyone could see that he was angry.
Ning Tong'er came to him in a wheelchair. Seeing that her brother, whom she respected and relied on the most, still had a straight face and said nothing, she couldn't help but panic.
Brother Qingyi has always loved her the most, doted on her, and been obedient to her, but he has never given her such a look!
She knew she had worried him.
"Brother Qingyi," the Qingli girl, who knew she was in the wrong, stretched out her little hand to grab his sleeve, and apologized softly, "Okay, I know I was wrong, so don't be angry with me anymore, okay?
?”
In fact, the moment her soft little hands touched his sleeves, the last trace of anger in Han Qingyi's heart, who was still planning to keep a straight face and keep saying "You know you're wrong, I'm going to teach you a lesson", disappeared.
No trace left.
When her delicate and soft voice spoke to herself like this in an almost flattering and cautious manner, she forgot all the big things!
He sighed in his heart: Tong'er, she doesn't know it, but she is really sent by God to defeat him.
He could carve out his heart and lungs for her, so how could he really hold back being angry with her for more than a minute?
He stretched out his hand as white as jade and gently rubbed her black and smooth hair. He curved the corners of his beautiful mouth, and a helpless and doting smile appeared on his handsome and elegant face: "You,
Don’t do this again next time!”
Ning Tong'er nodded quickly and raised her finger to make a boy scout's oath gesture: "Yes, yes, I promise!"
The cute look of her eager assurance made Han Qingyi's heart melt. He looked at her white and delicate cheeks and her slightly pouty pink lips, and felt a little dazed.
This is the girl he has loved for eighteen years...
Until Ning Tong'er, who was completely unaware, stretched out her finger, raised her head pitifully and cutely and said to him: "Brother Qingyi, also, you can't tell my dad! Just say that I was walking carelessly.