His sudden words made her drop the keys in her hand to the ground in shock, and she looked up at him in disbelief, "What are you talking about? I told you to go to the hospital, you bastard!"
She suddenly cried, and Meng Beichen reached out and hugged her whole body, "Xing'er, I can understand that you are worried about me? I don't want to be strangers with you at all, you know it clearly
."
Before Han Yixing could speak, the door had been opened. When Han Xiaorou saw Meng Beichen with her big, bright eyes, she immediately shouted: "Daddy, why did you come here?"
Her voice was soft and she was about to pounce on him, but Han Yixing quickly stopped her, "Xiaorou, he is injured, please get out of the way." [
Han Xiaorou noticed her mother's red eyes and the blood on Meng Beichen's forehead, and immediately ran to the other side to support him, "Daddy, how could you be hurt?"
"Accidentally." Meng Beichen answered casually, looking around at her home. Is this where the mother and daughter lived? He had always known it, and even looked at it all night, but finally came in for the first time.
Han Yixing helped him to the sofa and immediately went to check the wound on his forehead. It was not very serious, but his face was covered in blood. It was caused by her, and he was filled with guilt.
"Meng Beichen, you can't do this. You have to go to the hospital to get bandaged. Otherwise, you call Fei Xiluo and ask him to pick you up." She ran to the bathroom and got a wet towel to wipe his face, and then suggested
said.
Meng Beichen glanced at her, turned away and stared at the ceiling, and said softly: "Don't you want to take care of me? Forget it, just call him."
As he said this, he took out his mobile phone and handed it to her.
Han Yixing shook his head and said, "I'm worried about your injury." She was the one who hit the person. How could she shirk responsibility?
"Xiaorou, go get the medicine box."
Han Yixing was half-kneeling in front of the sofa, his eyes still red. He handed his mobile phone to her hand, and she even felt it was hot.
The number could not be broadcast, but at this moment his cell phone also rang. She was startled and raised her eyes to look at him. He just nodded gently: "You answer."