Ye Qiaoxi followed the ambulance all the way to the hospital.
Putting aside the previous grudges, Zuo Xichen was able to risk his life to save her this time, which made her owe a huge favor, and no matter how many previous grudges she had, she could resolve them.
When Zuo Xichen needed to sign for surgery, none of his family members came to the hospital. Ten minutes later, Zuo Qing hurried over and immediately went out to shoot the location after signing. Ye Qiaoxi
I can't believe there are families like this where their loved ones are shot and go to the hospital and they don't even show up!
The operation was successful. The bullet did not damage any vital parts. However, he lost too much blood and Zuo Xichen was still in a coma. The doctor called Ye Qiaoxi over and gave many instructions. Finally, he said, "You need to stay in the hospital to take care of the patient."
"This matter has something to do with her, and Ye Qiaoxi has no room for rejection other than nodding in agreement.
She came to the ward and looked at the man who seemed to be sleeping soundly in the ward. His face was very pale and his lips were a little chapped. Maybe it was because the anesthesia had just worn off and the wound was so painful. His brows trembled slightly from time to time. Ye Qiaoxi took it.
After soaking the cotton gauze, he gently wiped his lips, and then sat quietly aside.
Half an hour later, he slowly opened his eyes, turned his head to look at the empty ward, and raised the corners of his mouth with self-mockery. This is to be expected, isn't it? He has never had a family, no matter what kind of accident happens to him. Maybe it will happen.
Wait until the day he is buried to see those noble relatives!
The door was slowly pushed open, and Ye Qiaoxi walked in carrying a bag of fruits and a bouquet of delicate daffodils. She put the flowers into the vase on the table, then put the fruits in the cabinet, and then turned around
Check out the person on the bed.
"Are you awake?" She quickly came to the bedside.
"Yes," Zuo Xichen responded softly, his cold eyes looking less lonely because of this petite and busy figure. This monotonous ward seemed to be full of life because of the daffodils she brought.
"Do you feel uncomfortable somewhere?" Ye Qiaoxi pulled up a chair and sat in front of him. "If you feel uncomfortable, tell me right away and I'll go find a doctor."
"Have you been staying here?" His voice was a little tired and hoarse.
"Yes, you are hurt so badly, how can I leave with peace of mind?" She didn't want to mention his family. At least at this time, what he needed was encouragement and comfort rather than adding salt to his wounds. Yes.
So how can anyone be happy if they don't value their loved ones?
Zuo Xichen pulled down the corners of his mouth with difficulty, as if he was smiling, but it was unclear what the meaning of his smile was.
"It seems that the shot I got was really worth it."
"What are you talking about? No one wants to be shot," Ye Qiaoxi glared at him, sighed and smiled in a grudge-like manner, "Why do you think you were so seriously injured because of me?
I am a person who has a clear sense of grudges and grudges, so let’s forget about what happened before.”
Zuo Xichen's eyes were filled with smiles, "Are you really willing to forgive me?"
Ye Qiaoxi looked at him and nodded with difficulty, "Yeah,"
"Huh." He breathed a sigh of relief and raised a weak smile, "So many things have happened recently, and this is the only one that makes me happy."
The door was pushed open at this moment. When Lan Xichen walked in, he saw Zuo Xichen with a satisfied look on his face, and Ye Qiaoxi sitting next to him. He raised his bright eyes and walked towards Ye Qiaoxi.
Behind Josie.
"Xichen?" Ye Qiaoxi stood up, "Why are you here?"
"I heard that someone took a bullet for my fiancée. Of course I should come and visit." Lan Xichen said calmly.
Zuo Xichen raised his eyebrows, "Mr. Lan must be too stingy to come empty-handed to visit a patient."
Ye Qiaoxi checked it carefully and frowned, "Xichen, you are so rude."
Lan Xichen wanted to wake her little head up. He stared at the man on the bed and chuckled, "I brought something more useful than a gift," and then shouted out the door, "Come in."
"Hula", three young nurses with strong figures and beautiful looks walked in from the door. They stood in front of the bed and called Zuo Xichen respectfully, "Master Zuo,"
"This is..." Ye Qiaoxi looked at Lan Xichen in confusion, and the latter shrugged, "They are senior nurses and have rich experience in caring for patients with gunshot wounds." He put his big hand on her shoulders and moved towards her.
In his arms, he said, "Leave him to them, and you don't have to worry. Come, follow me home." He took her out without any explanation. Just kidding, can he keep this simple little sheep here? That's not it.
Is it like giving away a fine and delicious dish to others to enjoy? This little woman is his, no one else has to think about it! But he understands her, and she can be very stubborn when she is kind, so he can only use some thoughts.
"Uh, but..." Ye Qiaoxi wanted to say something more, but Lan Xichen's big hand touched her waist possessively, and said close to her ear, "If you say 'but' again, believe me or not."
Kiss you right here? Then...I'm afraid I won't be able to control myself..."
"Ah!" Ye Qiaoxi blushed with embarrassment just after hearing his words. How could he dare to verify its authenticity? He nodded hurriedly, "Go home, go home." He turned around and waved to Zuo Xichen, "Senior, I will come again.
It’s up to you.”
Zuo Xichen looked at her quietly, smiled and nodded.
For some reason, Ye Qiaoxi just saw the loneliness in his eyes, which made her extremely uncomfortable.
Lan Xichen hugged her and walked out, then suddenly stopped, "Oh, by the way, if you need, they can also provide some... special services," smiled, "Of course, it depends on your physical strength."
Zuo Xichen's face was a little cold, and he watched coldly as he took Ye Qiaoxi away.
"Xichen, what's the special service?" Ye Qiaoxi asked curiously.
"Well, he's very considerate."
"The kind that is very considerate?" Ye Qiaoxi tilted his head and thought for a long time, but still couldn't think of it, "Oh, just say it!"
Lan Xichen glanced at her sideways, and smiled mischievously, "If you want to know what it is, I'll tell you when I get home." It wasn't just as simple as telling him, he also practiced it himself!
Listening to the fading conversation outside the corridor, Zuo Xichen lazily closed his eyes, but his lips were pressed tightly together, forming a firm arc.
As soon as Ye Qiaoxi returned to Lan's house, he met an unexpected person.
"Cousin?" She ran into the living room in surprise, "Cousin, when did you return to China?"
Sitting there quietly, she looked like a beautiful painting of a lady. Her long hair was spread softly, and her face was inlaid with exquisite facial features, giving her an intoxicating classical beauty.
She raised her head, her eyes did not fall on Ye Qiaoxi, but looked past her to Lan Xichen behind her. A big tear suddenly rolled down in her eyes.