The eyebrows are wanton.
Like a sharp ancient knife that cuts through the night, he is the brightest night in the world!
Haitong would not be embarrassed to call Qiao Nian a "rat" behind his back if he could see clearly what he is like here.
“You still want me to invite you?” Seeing that he hadn’t come up, Qiao Nian raised her eyebrows, her eyes burning like fire: “Or do you want me to carry you up?”
She rolled up her sleeves as she spoke, looking like she was going to do something big.
Ye Wangchuan rubbed his brows, walked around to the passenger seat and got into the car, preparing to fasten his seat belt.
The girl who jumped into the car next raised her hand and pressed the back of her hand: "No need."
Ye Wangchuan looked over.
Her tone was calm: "You are injured, it is best not to put pressure on the wound."
Then she looked forward, held one hand on the steering wheel, and said quite naturally: "I will drive slower."
Ye Wangchuan let go of his hand on the seat belt, chuckled, and lazily added: "Then it's all up to God Qiao to take care of him."
Qiao Nian glanced at him sideways, shifted gears neatly, put down the brakes and stepped on the accelerator: "Aren't you afraid of death? You still need me to take care of you."
“I haven’t even married a wife yet, but I’m suddenly scared to death.” Ye Wangchuan clearly joked.
Qiao Nian deliberately stepped on the accelerator. Seeing that his body fell forward unexpectedly, he turned the steering wheel and swung across the parking space to balance the impact in the car.
Then he said calmly: "Sorry, my foot slipped. Are you okay?"
Ye Wangchuan really didn't expect that she would suddenly hit the brakes, and he was not wearing a seat belt. At that moment, he almost hit his head unprepared.
But after he stabilized himself, he caught a glimpse of the girl's heroic profile, pursed her thin lips, lowered her eyes and chuckled, and said lazily and solemnly: "It's okay."
Qiao Nian just made a joke and started driving forward again when he saw that he was sitting firmly again.
This time her hand was much steadier. Just like what she said, she drove steadily and slowly along the way. Except for running a few red lights, she was a good and law-abiding citizen.
The jeep quickly stopped at the entrance of the hospital.
Qiao Nian got out of the car first, then walked over to help him open the door. Without saying a word, he stretched out his arm honestly: "If you don't want to get down, you can hold my hand."
"Um?"
Ye Wangchuan realized what she meant and almost laughed out of anger at her.
Men can’t say no!
He deliberately avoided Qiao Nian and got out of the car steadily, looking like a normal person. When he got off the bus, he said to the girl, "I'm not as seriously injured as you think."
Qiao Nian retracted her hand to express her respect for his arrogance, put her hands in her pockets and walked forward: "Whether it's serious or not depends on the results of the filming."
Ye Wangchuan pressed the tip of his tongue against his chin, and his long eyelashes covered his eyes. There was nothing he could do to stop her, so he laughed angrily and raised his legs to follow her.
There will always be a shortage of people in hospitals anywhere.
Especially at night emergency rooms.
Qiao Nian did not have any special privileges this time. She queued up to register like ordinary patients who came to see a doctor, and then waited for their turn to see a doctor.
Let’s go in together.
There was a black doctor in a white coat sitting inside. When he heard the two people coming in, he first asked coldly: "What's the disease?"
Then he raised his eyes and saw two faces that were completely different from the people on the F continent, with black eyes and black hair?
The doctor was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses and looked at his door.
Make sure you are not an eyesore.
He raised his hand and pushed up his glasses: "Are you here to see a doctor?"
Qiao Nian walked over, sat in front of him and said to him: "Do a CT scan for me." (End of Chapter)