Chapter 3987： You don't act impulsively

Chapter 3987 You are not impulsive

Qiao Nian saw Ye Wangchuan's ward full of doctors and nurses, and Qin Si, Ji Lin and Guan Yan guarding the door.

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Ye Qichen who was guarding in front of the hospital bed.

What made her most memorable was leaning against the young man who propped up the pillow. His clear face was as pale as if he had been in a coma for several days, and his lips were dry, which did not affect the innate nobility of his body in the slightest.

Those deep eyes with falling stars are calm and calm no matter when you look at them, with a kind of detachment and indifference overlooking all living beings.

It seems that everything in this world has nothing to do with him, and there are very few things that fall into his eyes and make his eyes stay for a while.

The doctor surrounded him, Yu Yan was writing something with a notebook and a brush, while communicating with the people on the hospital bed.

He really woke up... Qiao Nian's heart sank, and there was an indescribable sense of relaxation in all limbs, as if the strings that had been tense for several days suddenly relaxed and the nerves soothed.

"Nian Nian, did you see? The doctor is examining him. Wang Chuan woke up, and he was looking for you as soon as he woke up. Do you want to come back first?" Ye Lan's face appeared in the camera.

"Okay." Qiao Nian put one hand into his pocket, walked back, and said concisely, "I'll go back right away."

Ye Lan also noticed that Moxi appeared behind her, and beside her was a graceful and arrogant old woman, who was probably Qiao Nian's grandmother.

The queen of the hermit family.

She just pretended she didn't see it, and after a few words with Qiao Nian, she hung up the video.

Qiao Nian waited for her to hang up the video before slowly putting away her phone and walking back in front of the two.

Moxi is of course full of joy, having heard the good news: "Master Wang is awake? Just wake up."

"En." Qiao Nian's sharp brows softened, and he replied, he seemed to be in a good mood, at least not as scary as he was full of hostility just now.

Nie Qingru slacked off immediately: "I just said that this matter has nothing to do with me. You still came to my door and pointed a gun at me. Do you think what you did is appropriate?"

She almost wanted to talk about 'upbringing' again.

It just came to the point of her mouth that she remembered Qiao Nian's impatient reaction when she said that Qiao Nian was not well-bred a few times before, so she wisely chose to shut up and not mention those two words.

The main reason is that Qiao Nian pointed a gun at her temple just now, which left a psychological shadow on her.

Nie Qingru always felt that if she provoked her again, things might no longer be under her control. So he endured it extremely unwillingly, but couldn't hide the disgust and severity in his eyes.

"You are not seventeen or eighteen years old, you should be sensible! You can't be so impulsive every time you do something, and don't care about the consequences. If I am your grandmother, I can forgive you. If it is someone else, who can forgive you."

"You don't need to tell me these things." Qiao Nian looked at her with dark eyes, as if seeing her true face behind her hypocritical face, and sneered, "Don't worry, I'll let you go."

"That's good." Nie Qingru only felt that her smile was extremely dazzling, but she didn't dare to provoke her, and she acquiesced that she was acting.

Qiao Nian greeted Moxi and was about to leave.

Before she left, she caught a glimpse of Nie Qingru's haughty and high-spirited face from the corner of her eye, and turned her head as if unintentionally, and said, "By the way, you don't know yet, do you?"

Nie Qingru's eyes collided with her, her heart felt cold, but her body ignored the girl uncontrollably: "Know what?"

"Well." The girl smiled casually, her eyes full of mockery: "You just advised me not to act impulsively, it's easy to suffer, and I don't seem to have done it myself..."

(end of this chapter)