“……”
Ruan Qi shivered.
Her face was already pale. Now she was frightened by Nie Beilou. The whole person was pitiful like a weak and helpless little rabbit.
Xi Jiu is distressed.
He put down his glass and reached out to protect the little girl.
"Mr. Beilou, Xiao Qi just narrowly escaped death."
The implication is - my daughter-in-law is injured. You are the king of heaven, and you are not allowed to bully her.
Nie Beilou was shown a face by Xi Jiu's behavior of protecting his wife, and the anger in his heart turned into a sneer.
"She's going to pierce the sky. You still protect her!"
Xi Jiu didn't dare to talk back to his daughter-in-law's master, but silently protected the little girl and expressed his attitude with action.
Nie Beilou almost crushed the armrest of the sofa.
He Teng stood up, pointed to Ruan Qi and yelled: "how old are you? Surrounded by so many killers, but don't you know to run?"
"I asked you to practice ancient martial arts well. You're good. You know how to be lazy every day. Now you're good. You're almost killed!"
"If you are not strong enough, you still want to save Cheng. Be careful? Ruan Xiaoqi, are you too floating or I can't lift the knife!"
Nie Beilou held his breath all night. At this time, as soon as he was angry, the scolding was earth shaking and angry. He could hear it clearly outside the ward.
Ruan Qi's scolded face was bloody, and she buried her little face in the quilt like a frustrated little quail.
Xi Jiu painfully touched her head, and then secretly covered the little girl's ears with his hand from an invisible angle of Nie Beilou.
Without knowing it, Nie Beilou scolded for ten minutes.
After scolding, he threw his long clothes back to the sofa and became a fierce and quiet beautiful man again.
Ruan Qi breathed a sigh of relief for the rest of his life.
She took her hand over her ear and said weakly, "master, I'm wrong..."
Nie Beilou snorted coldly and didn't look at her.
The little girl knew her master's proud and charming attribute. She sighed helplessly and held back two bubbles of pitiful tears.
"Master, my wound hurts..."
With that, she sobbed.
Nie Beilou's sword eyebrow wrinkled without trace.
He sat quietly on the sofa for two seconds, suddenly stood up, walked up to the hospital bed.
"Where does it hurt?" he asked coldly.
Ruan Qi saw that his master was soft hearted. He immediately kicked his nose and pointed to his shoulder. "It hurts here, and so does his back. Master, I feel bad."
Nie Beilou pulled down the clothes on the little girl's shoulder and looked at the wound.
"The anesthetic is too strong. It's normal for the wound to hurt. I'll give you a painkiller later. Just eat it."
Then he looked at the little girl's white face and frowned.
"Forget it," he shook his head. "I'll get the medicine now. Lie down and don't move."
……
When Nie Beilou returned to the ward with painkillers, Xi Jiu was busy putting rice on the small table.
Ruan Qi slept one night and one morning. He was already hungry and dizzy.
She looked at the lean meat porridge on the table, her eyes full of desire for food.
Suddenly, the urgent telephone ring rang in the ward.
Ruan Qi turned her head and her mobile phone was shaking wildly on the bedside table.
"Jiujiu, take it for me."
Xi Jiu answered, wiped his hands with a paper towel and handed over his mobile phone.
Ruan Qi pressed the connect button. Before he could speak, Shen Wenqian's anxious voice came out of the receiver.
"Ruan Xiaoqi, you are finally willing to turn it on! You scared me to death. Do you know?!"
"I saw the news just now. There was a big explosion on Bauhinia Road last night! That road is the only way to your house. If you didn't answer my phone, I thought something had happened to you!"