Wen Zhiyuan's speed is very fast. Her forehead bumps into the corner of the Bogu shelf. In an instant, a blood imprint appears on her forehead, accompanied by the blood trickling down.
And because of the strength of her collision, after the violent shaking of the Bogu shelf, the blue and white porcelain and jade carvings on it also fell to the ground.
The cracking sound of celadon was a little harsh, which alerted housekeeper Wen who had been wandering outside the door.
He was stunned at the sound, so he strode forward to have a look.
At this moment, the wooden door opened.
Housekeeper Wen was startled. As soon as he raised his eyes, he saw Yan Shiqi standing at the door, hands in hand and looking at him with a smile, "housekeeper Wen, please call the medical team in!"
"What, what? Is Miss Shiqi injured Housekeeper Wen's eyes kept turning on her, but there was no obvious sign of trauma.
Then, he heard Yan Shiqi calmly say: "it's not me, it's Miss Zhiyuan of your family!"
Housekeeper Wen stood at the threshold and glanced inside. He saw Wen Zhiyuan limp on the ground, and a trail of blood ran down her forehead to her chin. His eyes tightened, he turned around and walked, saying, "Oh, my parents don't blame us."
Yan Shiqi couldn't help laughing.
Housekeeper Wen, a little cute!
……
In just a few minutes, housekeeper Wen came back with the medical team, followed by Mr. Wen Chongli, his parents, and Ms. Yan Fu Lian, who was at the back of the house and looked very ugly.
Everyone is here.
Yan Shiqi is still standing by the door, watching the medical team's staff come in. When he comes to Wen Zhiyuan, he turns his eyelids and breathes. The inspection process is very careful.
Wen Chongli then entered the room. His eyes first fell on Yan Shiqi. He flashed slightly. Then he looked into the room and stopped.
Wen and his wife followed, but their eyes were obviously not as calm as Wen Chongli's. when they saw Yan Shiqi, they flickered away.
Wen Jinghong, in particular, is not as serious and steady as he used to be. He has a lot of emotions in his eyes, which is so complicated that it is difficult to distinguish.
At the moment Duanmu LANYA stepped into the door, Wen Zhiyuan, who was dizzy by the Bogu frame, opened her eyes, and her sight was stained with blood. It took her a long time to cry and shout: "Mom, inkstone Shiqi is critical to me..."
Wen Jinghong doesn't move and Wen Chongli doesn't either. As soon as Duanmu LANYA sees her bloodstained appearance, she screams and wants to walk over, but... She is held by Wen Jinghong's wrist.
She didn't understand. She looked anxiously at Wen Jinghong. Just as she was about to speak, Ms. Lian, who stepped into the door, had already won the first place. "My God, what's the matter with you
Ms. Lian ran to Wen Zhiyuan in panic and squatted down in front of her. In her anxiety, she squeezed out two doctors from the medical team.
"Honey, don't scare me."
Wen Zhiyuan's big tears fell down. He shrunk back in a weak and frightened way. He pointed to inkstone and muttered, "she... She's going to hurt me. It's her..."
Ms. Lian followed her eyes and stood up in a rage, "inkstone Shiqi, are you capable of doing it to your daughter?"
If she had not been prepared, she would not have been able to keep calm when she saw her mother who had lived under the eaves for 24 years scolding her for Wen Zhiyuan.