Ji Xiaoxiao rolled from the second floor to the stairs. There were bruises and bruises of varying degrees on her face, hands and feet.
She was still conscious, opened her eyes weakly, and looked at him flickeringly: "Shen...ran"
Then fainted
"Xiao Xiao!?" He gently slapped her face with his hand, trying to wake her up, but to no avail.
At the right time, Zhong Cheng ran down from the second floor, reached out to check the pulse of her neck, and immediately breathed a sigh of relief: "It's okay, I just fainted from the shock."
Reach out and press the acupuncture point between her nose and mouth.
Within five seconds, Ji Xiaoxiao coughed slightly and woke up.
"Xiao Xiao!" Gao Shenran whispered her name, hugged her tightly and kissed her twice, tremblingly on her cheeks.
Touching the blue and black bruises, his fingertips felt slightly cold. He was really too careless.
He should have pulled her back as soon as possible. If he had done it quickly enough, she would not have suffered this trauma.
She woke up from the chaos, tears of pain fell down, and she sobbed into his arms: "Shen Ran, I...it hurts so much"
"It's okay, um... don't cry." Her cries hit his heart again and again, causing a dull pain.
He hugged her, straightened his body, raised his head, and stared at the third sister at the stairs on the second floor.
Her hair was disheveled and her face was stained with tears. She was looking at them blankly at this moment, having forgotten the gaffe she had just made.
He could read the guilt and self-blame in her expression, as well as the stubbornness not to admit her mistakes easily.
One step, one step up, approaching her
"I, I twisted my leg just now, that's why I bumped into her..., big brother"
He hugged his wife, unwilling to look at her again, and walked past where she was moving away.
Full of anger and fierceness, they hugged the choking Yiren tightly and proudly returned to their bedroom.
Zhong Cheng followed, and as they passed by her, the two of them exchanged glances.
She didn't say anything, she looked away, and he continued on his way.
In the bedroom, Gao Shenran placed her on the edge of the bed, gently pressed her arm with his fingers, and checked her injured area.
"Let me do it." Zhong Cheng approached and bent over to take over the work in his hands.
Suddenly, Gao Shenran slapped his hand away: "Don't touch her, get out."
"Shen Ran?"
"Shen Ran?"
Ji Xiaoxiao and Zhong Cheng were both frightened and trembling, looking blankly at the man who was burning with anger.
"I can deal with her injuries myself. Now please leave."
Two men stood face to face. Gao Shenran was slightly taller and exuded an angry aura.