She immediately screamed and stepped forward to help her: "Ah, you are bleeding, your head must have been smashed by the antique..."
"Really? No wonder I feel so dizzy...Xiao Qing, I'm really going to faint..." Xiahou Xiyue's eyes darkened, and she fainted on Yuan Qing's body.
"Xiyue, what's wrong with you? Come here, Xiyue fainted." Yuan Qing hugged Xiyue and shouted anxiously.
"Don't think you don't have to take responsibility for pretending to be faint. Everyone has eyes to see. She smashed all those antiques and it's none of our business." Jimei said loudly.
"Jimei." Yuan Qing's face turned red with anger at her words. At this time, the most important thing was to save the injured. How could this person be so cold-blooded?
"Oh my god, how could something like this happen?" Xiang Nan was shocked when he saw the mess as soon as he stepped through the door.
"Manager Xiang, you came just in time, Xiyue was hit on the head by an antique." Yuan Qing immediately said loudly as if he had seen a savior.
"Been smashed on the head by an antique? Oh my god, how could such a thing happen? Call an ambulance quickly." Xiang Nan quickly stepped forward. When he saw Xiahou Xiyue's face covered with blood, his heart suddenly tightened and he quickly
He picked her up and put her down on the sofa. After checking, he was horrified to find that there were two deep wounds on her head, and blood kept pouring out. He could only temporarily stop the bleeding.
Duanmu Xiu, who had just returned from the casino, saw the chaos in the room, and his handsome eyebrows suddenly wrinkled in displeasure.
"Ah... Young Master, you are back. It was Xiyue who was hit on the head by an antique." Yuan Qing, who was carrying a plate of water in, was startled when he saw the young master coming back.
"Where is she now?" Hearing that she was injured, an inexplicable anxiety suddenly rose in my heart.
"On the sofa in the inner hall, Manager Xiang is helping her stop the bleeding..." Before Yuan Qing could finish his words, he felt that his eyes were blurred, and there was no sign of the young master anywhere.
"Master, you are back. Xiyue has smashed all your antiques." As soon as the sharp-eyed Jimei saw Duanmu Xiu coming in, she immediately stepped forward to complain maliciously.
"Go away." His sharp eyes, as cold as ice, stared at the person standing in front of him, and his cold voice was calm and powerful.
"Uh..." Jigme, who thought he would get angry, was so frightened by his eyes that she immediately stepped aside and did not dare to say anything more.
"How is she?" Oh my God, there was a lot of blood on her face. Duanmu Xiu's heart seemed to have been hit hard, and his voice was shaking uncontrollably.
"There are two deep wounds on her head. I have helped her stop the bleeding, but she needs to go to the hospital for stitches." Xiang Nan said solemnly and moved away. The young master's expression was very serious.
It's ugly. It seems that he is really nervous about Xiaoyue, but for some reason, he starts to feel a little uncomfortable.
"Damn it, how could something like this happen?" She had made herself look like this after not seeing each other for a few hours. She was really capable. Duanmu Xiu clenched his fists and tried hard to control his excitement.
Emotions.
"Master, I'm sorry, it's all my fault. If it weren't for me, she wouldn't have gone to wipe the antiques." Yuan Qing put the water on the table and lowered her head tremblingly.
"Didn't I say that her job is just to remind me to take medicine?" An icy cold light that seemed to want to kill someone immediately hit Yuan Qing's body.
