Chapter 3002： The other side of my brother (3)

Although the secretary was surprised, he didn't dare ask why he went to the hospital and kept calm and said, "Okay, president."

Han Qiqing was anxious as soon as he heard it.

Is he going to accompany her to the hospital?

Didn't she really delay his work?

He couldn't finish his work during the day, and had to take his work home. He didn't know how late he would be.

Han Qiqing feels distressed.

"Brother, I'm fine. I don't hurt anymore. I don't need to go to the hospital!"

She said in a hurry, got off the sofa, and wanted to walk around twice to prove it to him.

Who would have hit the corner of the table again!

"Hmm--" Han Qiqing shouted in pain, too late to hold back.

The small face became stingy.

Seems to have hit the same place just now.

Is she really out of luck?

The tall and slender figure rushed to her side, and her cold face held her solemnly, reprimanding, "Can't you be nice?"

Han Qiqing was wronged, "Isn't I afraid of delaying your work ..."

He said, "No delay."

Obviously he just said that he has worked a lot recently, and he has to be busy even during his lunch break.

Now say no delay.

Han Qiqing's uncontrollable fantasies can explain why, in his mind, her sister is more important than work?

Although she knew it was her own thought, she couldn't help it.

Her knees were tingling, and she simply sat on the floor.

She froze him and lifted her pants legs.

She said, "You see, it's a little bit red. It's not serious, it's just a little painful."

He pressed his fingers gently twice.

"Does it hurt?"

Actually it hurts a bit, but Han Qiqing pretended to be calm and smiled and said, "It doesn't hurt anymore."

He was holding her.

Han Qiqing remained calm.

He asked, "Doesn't it hurt?"

She nodded. "It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt at all."

Suddenly, he didn't know how to push hard, and he gave her a pain, could not help but scream, "It hurts!"

She felt uncomfortable and rushed to him, grabbing the clothes on his chest.

"Woohoo ... you bullied me ..."

His low voice seemed a bit helpless, "Don't lie to me, just say it hurts, why shouldn't it hurt?"

Han Qiqing twisted his fingers, yanked his collar of the suit, and whispered, "I don't want to go to the hospital, I don't want to delay your work ..."

He said, "I said, don't delay."

He suddenly picked her up.

She was startled, flustered her hands and feet, and didn't know where to drag.

"Hold my neck." He reminded softly.

Han Qiqing's heart trembled slightly, and two white jade-like hands stretched up and pinched his neck.

He held her out.

When the secretary saw the two men coming out, he hurried to meet him and asked worriedly, "What happened to Miss Qi Qing?"

"It's okay." Han Yuexiu kept his usual understatement.

The secretary hurried to lift the elevator and carefully escorted them to the elevator.

In the elevator, Han Qiqing grabbed his neck and buried his little head on his shoulder.

Every breath is his own breath.

She couldn't beat her heart.

The exclusive elevator goes down to the underground garage.

The driver had received a call before, and he drove over and waited.

"Master? What's wrong with lady?"

As he asked, the driver did not dare to neglect, hurriedly pulled the car door and guarded the roof with his hands.

Han Yuexiu put Han Qiqing in the car and took it.

"Go to the hospital."

The driver answered respectfully.

In the car, Han Qiqing glanced at his brother's wide shoulder with Yu Guang, and wanted to lean forward.