When the bathroom door opened, what came into view was a mess. Fang Lancang's black eyes sank, and he saw Nie Qingqing sitting in a pile of things.

She lowered her head slightly. Her wet hair completely covered her face. She couldn't see her expression clearly, but her thin shoulders trembled slightly, as if she were crying.

After looking at the toiletries that had been knocked down on the washstand and the broken glass on the floor, Fang Lancang finally couldn't hold his breath. He squatted down with long legs and frowned.

"Where did it hurt?"

Nie Qingqing didn't speak, but her sobbing voice became louder and louder. The man tried to pull her up, but his eyes suddenly touched the ground with a touch of bright red.

As soon as the pupil shakes, Fang Lancang holds her horizontally without saying a word. When he sees the shocking wound and blood on his white leg, he pulls his heart hard.

"I'll take you to the hospital."

The man has long legs and broad steps. He takes the key and goes out. He arrives in front of the car in a few minutes. He places Nie Qingqing in the back seat before he returns to the driver's seat and starts the engine.

The speed of the car soared all the way, and soon arrived at the hospital. The doctor examined Nie Qingqing's wound. Although the wound was not deep, there was broken glass embedded in the meat, and it would take some time to take it out.

Fang Lancang is waiting outside the emergency room. His sword eyebrows are frowning tightly. He takes out the cigarette he just lit before time and puts it to his lips. Then he skillfully starts the fire and takes a deep breath.

I don't know how long later, when the door of the emergency room was opened, the cigarette in the man's hand was almost burnt out. He looked down at the man lying on the mobile bed and turned his eyes to the doctor again.

"How's it going?"

"It's no big deal. It's just that I have to change dressing and bandage the wound for half a month. In addition, I'm afraid that the patient can't stand the local anesthesia when I just deal with it. It's estimated that the strength of the medicine will be a little difficult after a while."

Then the doctor took off the gloves and looked at Fang Lancang, who had a strong eyesight. He continued, "so it's better for the patient to be taken care of at this time."

The man nodded slightly. With the mobile bed surrounded by nurses, he came to a fairly spacious ward. When he saw that they had settled Nie Qingqing and closed the door, he came towards her.

"Do you feel it now?"

Obviously, he was asking if the medicine was too strong. Nie Qingqing didn't speak. She was only under local anesthesia and could move in other places. She didn't want to see him and turned over to leave her back.

Seeing this, the man simply sat on one side of the chair, some tired curled up and pinched his eyebrows, with a slightly helpless tone.

"What? Still angry about that? "

"Oh."

Nie Qingqing snorted. He seldom spoke. His tone was warm and cool, obviously with displeasure. "I have no right to be angry. Since I have signed the treaty, Mr. Fang will do whatever he wants me to do. He does not dare to complain."

I don't know why, looking at her angry little appearance, the man was soft hearted, but he didn't care about her, just said, "you know, but..."

He changed the front of his words, and his tone was a little more serious. "If you don't like that way, I'll be restrained in the future."

Hearing what he said, Nie Qingqing looked back as if he had seen a ghost. As soon as he wanted to say something, he felt a pain in his leg, as if he was involved in some nerve.

Subconsciously frown, she endured a snort, but unexpectedly that pull seems to open a gate, the pain of heart and bone suddenly swept the whole body.

"What's the matter? Let me see. "

The noble man stoops down, condescends to surrender, and holds her white and straight leg. His black eyes look at it carefully. Unexpectedly, the next second, he feels that his wrist is grabbed by a warm and soft hand.

And then it jerks up.