When Xi Xiangdong heard this, he smiled slightly, held her shoulders, shook her, stood up, reached back and picked up the coat on the sofa, hung it on his arm, and then looked down at Xi Changzhi who was pressing his chest to relax.
.
"You should have killed me like this in the first place, and it would be over now. Don't worry about it anymore. You still have a son anyway."
After he finished speaking, he took Pei Xiao and strode out. Blood dropped heavily and fell at his feet.
The entire seating area was eerily quiet. The guard row was stunned, and no one dared to say a word.
Pei Xiao didn't dare to ask, and carefully supported Xi Xiangdong.
There was a sudden bang, like a mountain peak collapsing, and Xi Xiangdong fell heavily on the stairs.
"Mr. Xi, Mr. Xi!"
Pei Xiao couldn't hold him up, so she burst into tears and shouted loudly to the guard outside the door: "What are you doing standing still? Come and save him, save people!"
In the study, Xi Changzhi seemed very tired, waved his hand and closed his eyes: "Let him go."
Xiao Zheng was uneasy: "Chief..."
Xi Changzhi seemed unwilling to speak: "You should go out and see him and find a doctor..."
Xiao Zheng hesitated to speak. The death of the eldest lady created a rift between the chief and Xi Xiangdong. The chief was wrong at first, but his love was deep and his responsibility was deep. The chief's expectations for this eldest son were just like his expectations for his first wife.
Irreparable regrets are the same, maybe it was just done in the wrong way.
*
Xi Xiangdong insisted not to be hospitalized and refused to let Xi Yuan's personal doctor examine his wounds. The surgeon general of the Army saw the wound on his forehead and told him that he was dying: "The injury is so deep, I don't want to stay in the hospital for observation.
What if I get an infection?"
Xi Xiangdong lowered his eyes and couldn't see clearly the expression in his eyes. He only said in a low voice: "Go home."
The doctor had no choice but to turn to Pei Xiao for help, hoping that she could persuade him.
Unexpectedly, Pei Xiao also said: "Then go home, tell me what you need to pay attention to, and I will take care of him."
"You take care of him? Do you have experience? He might catch a cold!"
"I will take care of him." Pei Xiao repeated again, his tone unusually firm.
"They are all fucking lunatics, making fun of people's lives." The doctor cursed in a low voice and couldn't help but get angry.
But Pei Xiao just held Xi Xiangdong's hand tightly and said softly: "Please write a prescription."
When walking out of the Military General Hospital, Xiao Zheng whispered and solemnly said in Pei Xiao's ear: "You have to know that no matter how much trouble Mr. Xi and the chief make, they are always father and son."
Pei Xiao understood his subtext - no matter what Xi Xiangdong did for her now, she was not worthy of Xi Xiangdong, and she would never be able to step into the Xi family in the future.
"I didn't think too much. I just wanted to return the kindness he did to me. It's that simple."
Pei Xiao called Xi Xiangdong's driver in advance, and the driver, Lao Wu, came to pick them up. She refused the chief's car and said, "Then we'll leave first. Please come back, too."
Little Zheng Muran.
This woman is indeed not an ordinary person. She was able to escape from Xiyuan intact, and she was able to make Mr. Xi and the chief angry.
Lao Wu drove in silence. Seeing the battle, he wisely chose not to ask more questions.
When Pei Xiao was supporting Xi Xiangdong, he noticed that his body was shaking slightly, so he leaned over and opened his arms to hold him in his arms.
Usually he would lend her his chest, but today, he was like a child, clinging to her.
The warmth and medicinal scent of her body made him feel at ease.
At this moment, he is not a myth, but a lonely child who needs love and care.
Pei Xiao didn't say a word, she just hugged him tightly with all her strength, and then hugged him tighter. Xi Xiangdong smiled slightly when he heard this, held her shoulders, shook her, stood up, and reached back to pick up the sofa.
His coat was hung on his arms, and then he looked down at Xi Changzhi, who was holding his chest to calm down.
"You should have killed me like this in the first place, and it would be over now. Don't worry about it anymore. You still have a son anyway."
After he finished speaking, he took Pei Xiao and strode out. Blood dropped heavily and fell at his feet.
The entire seating area was eerily quiet. The guard row was stunned, and no one dared to say a word.
Pei Xiao didn't dare to ask, and carefully supported Xi Xiangdong.
There was a sudden bang, like a mountain peak collapsing, and Xi Xiangdong fell heavily on the stairs.
"Mr. Xi, Mr. Xi!"
Pei Xiao couldn't hold him up, so she burst into tears and shouted loudly to the guard outside the door: "What are you doing standing still? Come and save him, save people!"
In the study, Xi Changzhi seemed very tired, waved his hand and closed his eyes: "Let him go."
Xiao Zheng was uneasy: "Chief..."
Xi Changzhi seemed unwilling to speak: "You should go out and see him and find a doctor..."
Xiao Zheng hesitated to speak. The death of the eldest lady created a rift between the chief and Xi Xiangdong. The chief was wrong at first, but his love was deep and his responsibility was deep. The chief's expectations for this eldest son were just like his expectations for his first wife.
Irreparable regrets are the same, maybe it was just done in the wrong way.
*
Xi Xiangdong insisted not to be hospitalized and refused to let Xi Yuan's personal doctor examine his wounds. The surgeon general of the Army saw the wound on his forehead and told him that he was dying: "The injury is so deep, I don't want to stay in the hospital for observation.
What if I get an infection?"
Xi Xiangdong lowered his eyes and couldn't see clearly the expression in his eyes. He only said in a low voice: "Go home."
The doctor had no choice but to turn to Pei Xiao for help, hoping that she could persuade him.
Unexpectedly, Pei Xiao also said: "Then go home, tell me what you need to pay attention to, and I will take care of him."
"You take care of him? Do you have experience? He might catch a cold!"
"I will take care of him." Pei Xiao repeated again, his tone unusually firm.
"They are all fucking lunatics, making fun of people's lives." The doctor cursed in a low voice and couldn't help but get angry.
But Pei Xiao just held Xi Xiangdong's hand tightly and said softly: "Please write a prescription."
When walking out of the Military General Hospital, Xiao Zheng whispered and solemnly said in Pei Xiao's ear: "You have to know that no matter how much trouble Mr. Xi and the chief make, they are always father and son."
Pei Xiao understood his subtext - no matter what Xi Xiangdong did for her now, she was not worthy of Xi Xiangdong, and she would never be able to step into the Xi family in the future.
"I didn't think too much. I just wanted to return the kindness he did to me. It's that simple."
Pei Xiao called Xi Xiangdong's driver in advance, and the driver, Lao Wu, came to pick them up. She refused the chief's car and said, "Then we'll leave first. Please come back, too."
Little Zheng Muran.
This woman is indeed not an ordinary person. She was able to escape from Xiyuan intact, and she was able to make Mr. Xi and the chief angry.
Lao Wu drove in silence. Seeing the battle, he wisely chose not to ask more questions.
When Pei Xiao was supporting Xi Xiangdong, he noticed that his body was shaking slightly, so he leaned over and opened his arms to hold him in his arms.
Usually he would lend her his chest, but today, he was like a child, clinging to her.
The warmth and medicinal scent of her body made him feel at ease.
At this moment, he is not a myth, but a lonely child who needs love and care.
Pei Xiao didn't say a word, she just hugged him tightly with all her strength, and then hugged him tighter.