Li Xiaoran carried Qiao An back to the ward. Qiao An could actually feel his fatigue on his broad back. In order to save him energy, Qiao An leaned forward and lay tightly on him.
Li Xiaoran gently placed her on the bed. Perhaps his body was weak and exhausted after a night of high-intensity work. Qiao An clearly felt that he trembled suddenly when he bent over and almost knelt on the ground.
Qiao An looked at the tired Li Xiaoran and felt an inexplicable respect for his work. She expressed humanistic care to Li Xiaoran and said: "Doctor Li, how was the operation last night?"
Li Xiaoran was sitting on the escort chair next to her, and Yun Danfeng said softly: "The patient was domestically assaulted. Two of his ribs were broken, and his stomach and thigh were stabbed twice by a man. Fortunately, the wound was not in a fatal place. So his life was saved.
."
Qiao An said angrily: "No man is good."
Li Xiaoran raised her lips uninhibitedly: "There are actually many good men like me who are talented, good-looking, and have a sense of family responsibility. It's just that you don't like them."
Qiao An rolled her eyes at him and said, "That's because you are poor. If you are rich, you will become bad."
Li Xiaoran: "..."
He suddenly said with great seriousness: "Qiao An, I can also become very rich. If I am willing to lower my bottom line as a person."
Qiao An looked at him blankly. Yes, with Li Xiaoran's medical skills, there were probably countless family members of patients who gave him red envelopes.
But to her surprise, he didn't accept the red envelope?
Qiao An sighed sadly: "That's a pity. I originally wanted to give you a gift to thank you for saving my life. Since you are so noble, I will save this gift."
Li Xiaoran: "..." I feel inexplicably that I have lost 100 million.
"I want to accept your gift."
Qiao An said flatly: "Why are you treating me special?"
She was just talking and didn't really want to give him a gift.
Li Xiaoran said shamelessly: "You are the wife of a rich family. If you give me red envelopes, I can help many poor people. This is called robbing the rich and giving to the poor."
Qiao An: "..."
It’s so frustrating. She, Mrs. Li, is just trying to sell dog meat, in name only. In addition to being well-dressed, she can count the deposits in her bank card on one hand.
But there is absolutely no reason to go back on what I have said.
Qiao An opened the drawer and took out the emerald jewelry given to her by Li Zecheng and his mother. Then she handed it to Li Xiaoran and said boldly: "This is for you."
Li Xiaoran couldn't laugh or cry: "You give jewelry to men?"
Qiao An said: "This thing is a bit vulgar, but it's still worth a few dollars. If you sell it, we'll get... seventy-three cents."
Li Xiaoran’s expression was hard to describe!
How free does he have to resell this thing?
Give him back seventy-three points?
Li Xiaoran stared into Qiao An's eyes and said jokingly: "Do you think it's appropriate for you to give the jewelry your husband gave you to other men?"
Qiao An's face turned red. She didn't think much about it at first, but Li Xiaoran was full of shit, so don't misunderstand her showing mercy to him.
Li Xiaoran smiled uninhibitedly and put the jewelry into his pocket with peace of mind.
Qiao An looked at his skillful movements and thought to himself: "With such shame, he must have received a lot of red envelopes."
The Li family is full of hypocrites.
Li Xiaoran changed the topic: "By the way, I forgot to ask for your opinion. Our hospital has a special psychological counseling clinic for suicidal patients. Do you need it?"
Qiao An was shocked. The word "suicide" felt like a nail of shame on her body. She looked at Li Xiaoran in horror.
Shaking his head like a rattle, "I don't need it."
Li Xiaoran approached her and asked worriedly: "Then why did you jump off the building? Qiao An, tell me what happened that day."
Qiao An opened her mouth and took a long time to squeeze out a meaningless sentence: "I don't want to think about what happened that day again."
Li Xiaoran sighed. "It seems you still need a psychiatrist."
Qiao An pulled her hair in pain and protested fiercely: "I am mentally sound, and jumping off the building that day was just an accident."
Li Xiaoran said: "I want to know why Wei Xin, who was also kidnapped by the kidnappers, came out safe and sound, but something happened to you?"
Qiao An's eyes flashed with anger. She grabbed the quilt with special force.
Li Xiaoran suddenly grabbed her hand, and the warmth from the palm of his big hand was transferred to her cold hand, and Qiao An gradually regained her composure.
"Dr. Li, the kidnapper said a lot of threats and threats to me that day. I was just too scared, so I lost my mind and chose to jump off the building."
Li Xiaoran stared at Qiao An's bright eyes, as black as obsidian and as white as stars. With such a beautiful outline, it was simply a beautiful sea of stars.
Intoxicating.
But apart from the brightness, it is empty.
"Qiao An, I took psychology as an elective in my master's degree. I can be your psychiatrist." Li Xiaoran tried to open the shackles on her body.
Qiao An suddenly smiled brilliantly: "Dr. Li, I want to live well, work well, do a good deed every day, help the old lady cross the road, and save a beautiful man like you who has stumbled, so that you can find your way back.
Look, I am so optimistic and motivated, do I have any psychological problems?"
Li Xiaoran touched his face nonchalantly and muttered: "Am I a lost beauty?"
Damn, men like him, who are pure and self-respecting and only respond to her, are almost extinct.
Such a wonderful man needs her to save him?
Li Xiaoran stood up and said: "Well, since you are physically disabled and mentally strong, I have nothing to worry about. I will go home and have a rest first. If you need anything, call the nurse."
"Hmm."
When Li Xiaoran came out of Qiao An's ward, she saw her nephew Li Zecheng walking towards him in high spirits, holding a bouquet of bright roses.
Li Xiaoran thought, maybe this is why Qiao An doesn't need psychological counseling.
When he and Li Zecheng passed by, they both suddenly stopped.
Li Zecheng raised his lips and said sarcastically: "Uncle, I didn't expect you to care about my family An'an?"
Li Xiaoran said: "This is the most basic professional quality of a doctor."
Li Zecheng glanced at Qiao An's ward and said, "Thank you, uncle."
"You're welcome." Li Xiaoran looked like a gentleman and magnanimously.
Li Zecheng was particularly speechless at his magnanimity and said sarcastically: "Brother-in-law, you must know your boundaries. Since Qiao An is out of danger, the care issue should be left to the caregivers."
Li Xiaoran frowned, took a step back, and stood shoulder to shoulder with Li Zecheng.
Li Zecheng is the boss of the shopping mall and has impressive momentum.
However, Li Xiaoran relied on her proud height, golden-proportioned figure, and natural warmth to moisten the iceberg of Li Zecheng and silently bake it into the shape of a crooked melon and cracked jujube.
"Zecheng, if you have no confidence in Qiao An, just let her out."
