Chapter 167：[ 167 ] The Urge to Kiss Her

Hanging up his daughter's phone, in the evening, Lan Qiqi walked to the hotel again, intending to stay next to Jiang Xiaoyun in case he left.

However, when Lan Qiqi went back, he didn't hear anything from the opposite room. Until late at night, when Lan Qiqi was about to fall asleep on the sofa, he suddenly heard his door. There was a bang. Lan Qiqi thought something was wrong and opened the door, but saw Jiang Xiaoyun appear at his door with his chest covered.

"Hey, why is Jiang Xiaoyun you?" Lan Qiqi rubbed his eyes. Why didn't Jiang Xiaoyun go to his room and knock on his door?

"Keep quiet. Let me in." When Lan Qiqi opened the door, Jiang Xiaoyun quickly got in.

"Hey, I said Jiang Xiaoyun..."

However, as soon as the door closed, Jiang Xiaoyun could no longer hold on and fell on the sofa with a plop.

"You were shot?!" Only then did Lan Qiqi realize that Jiang Xiaoyun's hands were covered in blood, even his windbreaker.

"Shh, don't shout... Someone stole the south african gemstone from Etina and me." Jiang xiaoyun's bloodstained hand made a shush gesture. Today, he and Etina went to talk about business, but he didn't expect a group of people to suddenly attack him and Etina.

The huge south african gemstone they had come to china to negotiate with was not only robbed but almost killed.

"Is it serious? I'll call the doctor now." Lan Qiqi helped Jiang Xiaoyun sit down, intending to get the bullet for him.

However, just as Lan Qiqi took out his phone, Jiang Xiaoyun held it down. "Don't shout. It will be very troublesome to get shot and ask for a doctor."

"What about your injuries?" Jiang Xiaoyun's chest was still bleeding, and Lan Qiqi quickly held it down for him. "I can call the jiang family's private doctor. He won't say anything."

"Don't call a private doctor either. I can get the bullet myself. You can bring me the medicine box." Jiang Xiaoyun was still worried that being shot was a serious matter. If the doctor betrayed him, he would be sent back to south africa.

Jiang Xiaoyun insisted, but Lan Qiqi had no choice but to get the medicine box to stop Jiang Xiaoyun's bleeding.

"Do you have tweezers and knives?" Jiang Xiaoyun asked.

"Yes." Lan Qiqi hurriedly took out tweezers and knives and handed them to Jiang Xiaoyun. He also lit a candle to disinfect Jiang Xiaoyun.

Jiang Xiaoyun's bullet, if not removed in time, would have bled more and more and died.

Jiang Xiaoyun took it, bit the white cloth, and wanted to take the bullet himself. But after all, the wound was on him, and he couldn't do anything about it. Jiang Xiaoyun took the knife and tweezers for a meeting. After a while, he was sweating profusely and couldn't do anything. Lan Qiqi suddenly took the tweezers and knife from Jiang Xiaoyun's hand and said, "Let me get it. You have to bear with it."

"Have you ever taken a bullet from someone?" Jiang Xiaoyun asked hesitantly.

Lan Qiqi's bloody hands were still shaking, and he didn't want to die in the hands of a madwoman he didn't know.

"No," Lan Qiqi replied, shaking his head.

"You want to kill me if you don't get the bullet for me?" Jiang xiaoyun's painful brows were furrowed, and his forehead was covered in cold sweat. At this moment, he still had to talk to a woman whose head was not clear.

"I'm not going to make fun of my husband's life. You say, I'll just do what I want. Besides, do you have a choice now?" By this time, Jiang Xiaoyun was still being picky. It was good to have someone save his life! He still despised her for not being able to get the bullet out. Without her, he wouldn't even have been able to get in!

"Sharp teeth and sharp lips." Jiang Xiaoyun was stunned when he saw the woman in front of him with her hands stained with bright red blood and not afraid at all.

"Cut the crap. Either you choose to die, or you choose me to take the bullet for you. You choose me. I am not a real angel in white. I have a pair of hands that can bring people back to life. If you delay time, don't come to me after you die." Lan Qiqi gritted his teeth. The Jiang Xiaoyun in front of him was really hard to serve!

"... Jiang Xiaoyun was in so much pain that he didn't have the strength to struggle, so he had to compromise and ask Lan Qiqi to get the bullet for him.

However, the woman in front of her could still be so calm when she saw such a scene. She didn't shout like other women, but treated her calmly. It really surprised Jiang Xiaoyun. If it were any other woman, she might have fainted from the blood on her body, but lan Qiqi didn't. She was very calm...

"Can I get the bullet for you now?" Jiang Xiaoyun was staring at him, not knowing what he was looking at. Lan Qiqi was a little uncomfortable and gave Jiang Xiaoyun a white look.

"Cough, cough, cough... Disinfect the forceps and knives first." Seeing that she was too absorbed, Jiang Xiaoyun coughed awkwardly as she forgot to reply.

After Jiang Xiaoyun finished speaking, Lan Qiqi took the tweezers and knife and roasted them on the candle again, disinfecting them.

After a while, the tools were detoxified. "What do you want to do next?"

"We can start taking bullets." Jiang Xiaoyun bit a piece of white cloth again and waited for Lan Qiqi to make a move.

"I see." Thus, Lan Qiqi calmed down. Although he had no idea what was going on in his heart, Lan Qiqi mustered up the courage to take the bullet for Jiang Xiaoyun when he thought that his life was at stake.

Holding the tweezers and knife, Lan Qiqi approached Jiang Xiaoyun's chest, held the bullet with the tweezers and took it out bit by bit...

However, every time the bullet was pulled out, blood began to gush out. Soon, Lan Qiqi's hands were covered in blood...

"Mmm..." The bullet was a little deep, and Jiang Xiaoyun was sweating profusely in pain.

"Bear with it, it's almost out." The wound from which the bullet was taken was so shocking that Lan Qiqi couldn't bear to look any further. Halfway through it, his hands shook violently in vain. At this moment, Jiang Xiaoyun's face was pale, and his face was covered in cold sweat, probably very painful.

"Close your eyes and use a little more." Sensing that Lan Qiqi had stopped, Jiang Xiaoyun slowly opened his eyes. Seeing that Lan Qiqi was trembling all over, she couldn't help but hold Lan Qiqi's hand and pull forcefully on the tweezers...

"Ah..." In an instant, a sharp pain spread to every cell in his body, and the bullet fell from his flesh to the ground. Jiang Xiaoyun clenched his teeth and endured the last wave of pain and fainted.

"Jiang Xiaoyun..." Pitter-patter, as Jiang Xiaoyun fainted, tweezers and knives slipped out of his hands, Lan Qiqi hugged the unconscious Jiang Xiaoyun. Touching his pale, bloodless face, Lan Qiqi was worried to death. "Jiang Xiaoyun, wake up. Nothing must happen..."

Looking at Jiang Xiaoyun, who had fainted in his arms, Lan Qiqi could no longer hold back her tears and was especially afraid that, like the last time the ship exploded, jiang xiaoyun would leave her and Lanxingxing.

"I'm not dead yet. Why are you crying?" Jiang Xiaoyun had fainted, but was awakened by a drop of cold liquid. In her weak and blurry eyes, she saw Lan Qiqi holding him and crying. The cold liquid on his face was Lan Qiqi's tears...

"As long as you're okay, Xingxing and I can't live without you." Rolling up his sleeves, he was particularly worried and wiped away the dense sweat on Jiang Xiaoyun's forehead. Lan Qiqi wiped away her tears. She was so worried that she couldn't help but shed them.

"I'm not dead yet..." Murmuring softly, Jiang Xiaoyun fainted again.

"Jiang Xiaoyun, you must get better. I finally found you. I don't want anything to happen to you." Lan Qiqi wiped away his tears, picked up the disinfectant and cleaned Jiang Xiaoyun's wound again, then wrapped it up with clean gauze, and tried his best to help him to the bed.

"No, I have to buy some more medicine and food." Thinking about it, Lan Qiqi picked up his clothes and went to the supermarket in the middle of the night to buy things and medicine.

"Disinfectant, gauze, wound infection capsules, food..." Even the cold medicine and fever medicine, Lan Qiqi prepared for jiang xiaoyun. After buying it, Lan Qiqi hurried back to the hotel with a big bag.

However, when she returned to the hotel and entered the room, she heard Jiang Xiaoyun in the bedroom muttering, "Water..."

"What do you want?" Jiang Xiaoyun's voice was vague, and Lan Qiqi could not hear it clearly. She couldn't help but approach the bed and ask.

"Water... I want water..."

So it was water...

"Here, I'll get you some water." Lan Qiqi walked over to the water dispenser and poured him a cup of warm water before the bed. However, just as Lan Qiqi was about to help Jiang Xiaoyun up, his hand touched his neck and instinctively shrank back.

"Um... Why is your neck so hot?" Lan Qiqi swallowed and realized that Jiang Xiaoyun's neck, forehead, and every part of his body were so hot!

"He has a high fever?" His wound was bleeding and his lips were so dry and cracked that it must have been the inflammation caused by the wound infection that led to a high fever.

"It's a good thing I have the fever medicine." Putting down the water in his hand, Lan Qiqi turned around and ran to get the pills, then returned to the bed.

"The medicine and water are here." Lan Qiqi gently lifted Jiang Xiaoyun's head, then put the cup to Jiang Xiaoyun's lips and fed it to him bit by bit.

Perhaps the fever was so high that Jiang Xiaoyun finished a glass of water after a few gulps.

"I'll pour you another glass of water." Jiang Xiaoyun was in a hurry to drink, and the glass of water would reach its bottom soon. Lan Qiqi had to put him down and pour him another glass of water. This time, he drank a little slower, and after drinking the water, his face had obviously regained some color.

"It's finally over. I hope you wake up soon. Xingxing, Auntie li, Gao Sheng all want to see you." Looking at Jiang Xiaoyun, who had taken the antipyretic and was still sleeping soundly, Lan Qiqi lay on the bed and muttered to Jiang Xiaoyun that he could not sleep.

Holding Jiang Xiaoyun's rough hand and talking to herself all night, Lan Qiqi fell asleep before her bed.

The next day, when Jiang Xiaoyun woke up, he saw a woman holding his hand. She was so pale and tender that she was still clinging to the back of his hand. It was exceptionally soft and smooth, and her hand was so small and white that it was extremely comfortable to hold it in her palm. Jiang Xiaoyun looked closely and realized that it was Lan Qiqi...

At this moment, she was lying in front of his bed, sleeping peacefully. Her delicate eyebrows, small nose, and red lips were also so small. Her whole face seemed to be the size of his palm. However, her sleeping face was so pure, like a child who needed protection...

Looking at Lan Qiqi like this, Jiang Xiaoyun suddenly felt the urge to kiss her.