"I... I'm at the downtown hospital, outside the operating room." Tong Huaer told Zong Beili the address of the hospital and the man's voice was tense, "Wait for me there!"
While the operation was still in progress, Tong Huaer sat at the door frowning and clutched the phone tightly.
After some time, there was a sudden sound of footsteps in the corridor. She turned her head and stood up suddenly, "Zong Beili..."
"Where are you hurt?" Zong Beili strode over and held her shoulder with his big hand. His sharp eyes swept across the wounds and tattered clothes on her face, and his eyes turned cold.
"I'm fine. It's just some skin damage, but Brian has a broken rib. He's still in there right now." Tong Huaer said anxiously.
When he heard that she was fine, the chill in zongbei's sharp eyes gave way. He took Tong Huaer's hand and sat down on the chair. He lifted her sleeve and looked at the bruised area. He frowned and said in a cold voice, "What happened?"
"I met Brian when I went down the mountain, and then we talked as we walked, but suddenly a big rock rolled down the mountain. He was injured to save me!" Tong Huaer frowned.
Zong Beili frowned and looked at the operating room, "Come to the ward with me first!"
"Ah? But Brian..."
"The operation is not over yet. It's useless for you to wait here. Go to the ward and rest first. I'll let the doctor arrange for him!"
Zong Beili frowned.
"Master zong......" Suddenly, a series of footsteps came quickly. The dean and several doctors rushed over and respectfully said, "Young master Zong, we didn't know you were here! Miss Tong's injury isn't serious yet. We've already dealt with it for her."
"I know."
Zongbei said expressionless, "Arrange a ward for me."
"Yes, yes, yes. Young master Zong and Miss Tong, please follow me." The dean quickly led the way.
At this point, Tong Huaer had to go to the ward with Zong Beili. Zong Beili quietly glanced at ye shen. Ye Shen immediately understood and turned to leave quickly.
When she got to the ward, the nurse brought her clean clothes. Tong Huaer changed and sat on the bed. Zong Beili gave her a towel in her face.
"Hiss!"
The towel touched the wound and Tong Huaer inhaled in pain.
"Did it hurt you?" Zong Beili frowned fiercely. Tong Huaer grinned and looked at him with a smile, "It's okay. It doesn't hurt very much."
How could she inhale in pain if it didn't hurt so much?
Zong Beili's dark eyes darkened and he lowered his movements even more.
The room was quiet, wiping her small face clean. Zong Beili frowned and said, "Close your eyes and sleep for a while. I'll stay here with you."
"I can't sleep." Tong Huaer frowned.
"If you can't sleep, close your eyes and rest." Zong Beili was overbearing.
"...
Tong Huaer had no choice but to listen to him and close his eyes. Zong Beili lay down on the bed frowning and reached out to hold her in his arms.
The man's familiar scent lingered around him. Perhaps he was too tired. Tong Huaer fell asleep slowly and his breathing gradually calmed down.
After a while, Zong Beili lowered his head and looked at her. His thin lips landed a kiss on her forehead while she was shopping. He gently loosened his arm and stood up to cover her with the quilt. He lifted his foot and walked out.
"Young master Zong."
The door of the ward opened and the dean and doctors waited respectfully outside.
"Where is he?"
Zongbei's handsome face was frighteningly cold. The dean lowered his head and said, "Young master Zong, that gentleman just finished his operation. He has been sent to the ward. He has been saved by us. His life is not in danger."
"Come to me."
Zongbei said expressionlessly.
On the bed, Brian's forehead was covered with gauze, and his handsome face was bruised several times. Lying quietly, he looked like an injured angel, which made his heart ache unspeakably.
Time passed by. After some time, Brian frowned and opened his eyes. Suddenly, he noticed a look in the room and turned around sharply.
Zong Beili sat on the sofa not far away, crossed his long legs and looked at him expressionless.
"Brother."
Brian regained his senses and tried to sit up, pulling the wound on his chest. A sharp pain spread throughout his body, causing him to fall back hard, giving out painful whines.
"Come on, what happened today?"
Zong Beili could not seem to see Brian's pain and weakness, and said without blinking.
Brian was shocked, and his pale face looked at him incredulously. After a few seconds, he said in surprise, "Brother, are you suspecting that I hurt Huaer?!"
"Looks like you're not stupid." Zong Beili pulled his thin lips coldly.
There was a strong chill in the air. Brian gritted his teeth and endured the pain, "I didn't hurt her, and have you ever seen anyone hurt her more seriously than she did? Brother, I know you hate me, but you can't wish for me like this!"
He was like a child who tried to defend himself.
Zong Beili frowned and stared at him for a while, then stood up and looked at him expressionlessly, "The best thing is that you said so. If I find out this has something to do with you, you know what will happen!"
With that, Zong Beili strode towards the door.
"Brother!"
Brian suddenly shouted. He lay on the bed and coughed. Looking at Zong Beili's back, he gasped, "Brother, are you still angry with me? I just..."
"I don't have a brother."
Zong Beili's cold voice suddenly interrupted him. Brian was shocked by his harsh tone and stopped uncontrollably.
Zong Beili turned his head and looked down at him with a noble and handsome face, "Father owes you mother and son. You can live in the zong family if you want, but remember, if you want to turn the Zongjia into a muddy water..."
Zong Beili's thin lips pulled up a sneer, "I promise you will regret coming back!"
Brian had had a hard time before, and if he regretted coming back, it meant that he would only be worse off than before!
Brian looked at the empty door of the ward. After a while, a smile suddenly rose from the corner of his mouth. Gradually, the laughter grew louder and louder, covering his chest and shaking his shoulders on the bed.
Back in the ward, Tong Huaer was still asleep. Zong Beili walked to the bedside and sat down, frowning at her injured face.
Knock knock knock."
"Come in."
Zong Beili's icy voice did not return to the tunnel.
Ye Shen pushed the door open and walked in. He looked at the eye child. Huaer lowered his voice and said, "Young master Zong, our people have already gone to the scene."
Zong Beili squinted, "What happened?"
Ye Shen's frowning expression was very serious, "That rock was originally used to mark the place. It was originally fixed, but today it suddenly rolled down. I suspect it could be man-made!"