Has the wolfish president had enough trouble?

"Qingyang..." Jin Xuexi was unwilling.

"Mr. Cheng, or, I will find someone to take the blame for Miss Jin. In this way, you can let us open the door." Suddenly, Ji Weiyan, who had been silent for a long time, spoke, his voice was warm and moist, but in such a situation In the quiet night, it has an extra calming effect.

Clear.

It sounds good.

In and out of the room, it fell silent.

Only the shallow breathing of a few people.

Cheng Qingyang Xu did not expect Ji Weiyan's words to be so direct, so straight to his vitals, he calmed down for a while, and did not urge them to leave as impatiently as before.

Time passed by second by second, and about half a minute later, Ji Weiyan nodded to the lockpicker, indicating that he could start working again.

This time, when the lock was unlocked again, Cheng Qingyang did not stop it.

When Xu Shi just stopped, the master had studied thoroughly, but within half a minute, the door lock opened with a "click".

Lan Jingyi pushed the door and rushed in first, the room was a bit messy, there was the sound of something falling to the ground before, looking at it now, it turned out that the fixed phone, vase and ashtray on the bedside table were swept to the ground by him .

"Qing Yang, lie down first, let the doctor examine you carefully."

Cheng Qingyang glanced at the door, and saw that only Lan Jingyi and a doctor carrying a medicine box came in, and then slowly lay back on the bed, closed his eyes gently, and when the doctor stopped, he whispered: " Stitch up the wound and you're good to go."

"Yes." Glancing at the blood-soaked shirt on Cheng Qingyang's chest, the doctor replied tremblingly, and began to move.

With the scissors in hand, he was about to cut open the gauze that Cheng Qingyang had wrapped up before, but suddenly the man on the bed said, "Lan Jingyi, take Xuexi out."

"No, I don't want to leave. I can help the doctor here. If he needs anything, he can call me." Jin Xuexi refused, not wanting to go out.

"I can do it myself, you go out." The cold male voice, with some majesty, made Jin Xuexi's shoulders tremble slightly, and she bit her lip, but she still refused to go out, "I will send Sister Lan out, so I won't let her see Your injury will be healed, I really can."

Seeing that she refused to go out no matter what, Cheng Qingyang frowned slightly, but he stopped insisting, and said acquiescingly: "Miss Lan, please treat Mr. Ji on Qingyang's behalf."

"Okay...Okay." Knowing that he and Jin Xuexi knew she was pregnant, and didn't want her to see such a bloody scene, Lan Jingyi cooperated and went out by herself.

There are a lot of questions in my mind, but this is not the time to ask Jin Xuexi.

The door closed again.

Inside, there is one more doctor than before.

The scissors in the doctor's hand had fallen, and he slowly cut off the gauze that was attached to the skin. Inside, blood and flesh were blurred.

Jin Xuexi turned her head, tried her best to suppress the nausea in her throat, gently grasped Cheng Qingyang's big hand with her small hand, he seemed to struggle slightly, seeing her hold it tighter, and finally let her hold it.

When the blood that had flowed from the wound surface was wiped off bit by bit, the doctor was slightly taken aback, "Three-edged dagger?" No wonder the wound was so severe and it was still bleeding.

Jin Xuexi lowered her head. She was in a hurry at the time, so without thinking, she pulled out the dagger that was pinned to his waist and stabbed it in. Unexpectedly, the dagger was three-edged, and when the three-dimensional dagger was pierced, blood flowed along When the blood flowed out, she was frightened.

Later, it was the dagger that Cheng Qingyang pulled out by herself, and the wound that she applied to bandage her own medicine. She had long been so limp that she didn't even dare to look at it.

Even when she later recalled the stab she had made, she couldn't believe it was her doing it.

But, that stabbing was indeed done by her, luckily it didn't hurt any internal organs, otherwise, Cheng Qingyang would definitely die, but it was so, he passed out after bleeding too much, which also frightened her.

"Stop talking, sew."

"Okay, I'll give anesthesia first." The doctor wiped the sweat from his forehead. It was the first time he saw such a tough guy with such injuries but no adverse reaction on his face.

"You don't need to dawdle like that, just sew it up." The anesthetic has to wait for the strength of the medicine to come up, and it will take a while, probably because he doesn't want to wait anymore, Cheng Qingyang said indifferently, as if it was going to be stitched up for it People are not him but someone else.

"Sir..." The sweat on the doctor's forehead became thicker. The wound was very difficult to sew, and the wound inside was extremely difficult to heal because it was pierced by a three-edged dagger. He was afraid that if he accidentally made Cheng Qingyang very painful , when the time comes, Cheng Qingyang won't be able to bear himself...

"I told you to sew now and you sew now, Xuexi, you go to the sofa and wait, you don't need to accompany me."

"I don't." Gritting her teeth, Jin Xuexi just refused to walk away. If she caused trouble, she would follow him.

"Be good, be obedient." Without thinking, Cheng Qingyang actually picked up the other hand to break the little hand she was holding tightly to him, one finger at a time, so strong that she couldn't hold him back at all, "Qingyang..." She was in a hurry, and tears fell down, "Don't let me go."

Sighing softly, as if Jin Xuexi was distressed and shed tears, Cheng Qingyang finally stopped, and did not break her hand again, but continued to close his eyes without looking at her, and looked down. He said in a low voice, "Let's begin."

Stitching begins.

This kind of operation can be big or small, but Cheng Qingyang's injury was not given anesthesia. When the needle fell, the doctor's hands couldn't help shaking.

Fortunately, even after two stitches, the man on the bed didn't move or grunt. The doctor finally let go of his knots, as if he had been given anesthesia, and finally moved more neatly and faster. But it took more than an hour for the wound to be stitched up before it finally healed.

The three people in the room were in the same posture from the beginning to the end. One was lying quietly, as if falling asleep, and the other was watching quietly, as if to make himself remember, never looking away. The doctor has been busy sewing stitches.

Well, it's finally done.

Cheng Qingyang continued to lie down, the doctor started to pack tools, Jin Xuexi sat limply on the carpet in front of the bed like a deflated ball, unable to move anymore.

Her face was ashen, imagining the scene just now, the blood red made her heart beat faster.

"Miss Jin, the infusion has been hung up. There are two bottles in total. Will you change this bottle after this one is ready?" the doctor adjusted the infusion speed and turned to ask Jin Xuexi.

"Well, yes." But, she never changed it, and after the doctor left, she followed up and asked about the precautions.

"Be careful not to make air bubbles. Besides, this medicine can be taken in conjunction with it. However, it must be taken after meals. What you eat now should be liquid food as much as possible..."

"Okay, I know."

"The patient's fever may have to wait for the infusion to react before it can be relieved. It is best to use physical therapy and apply ice packs to the forehead before withdrawal..."

"Okay, you can leave now, thank you." However, before the doctor finished speaking, Cheng Qingyang on the bed rushed away impatiently.

"Qingyang, then I'll go see the doctor." Jin Xuexi felt that it was necessary to finish listening. She really had no experience in taking care of sick patients. Besides, Cheng Qingyang's injuries were all because of her.

"He has hands and feet, so he can just go out by himself. The infusion won't be so fast, it will take at least an hour. I'll take a break, and you can go too."

"I..." Jin Xuexi still wanted to go out with the doctor and ask him about his condition, but he drove him away, and the doctor even ran away, wishing he could run away from Cheng Qingyang's sight. Even if this person was injured, the cold aura emanating from his whole body was still strong. If he was not injured, his sight might see a hole in the person's body.

Cheng Qingyang didn't say a word, he squinted his eyes and fell asleep, Jin Xuexi immediately raised his legs and chased him out as if he had been amnesty, and he didn't forget to close the door of his room.

In the living room, Lan Jingyi was making tea, chatting with Ji Weiyan without a word, when they heard footsteps, the two of them looked up together, saw that Jin Xuexi had also come out, Lan Jingyi stood up, "Why is he Sample?"

"It has already been bandaged. It's a traumatic injury. It didn't hurt the internal organs. But even though it's not serious, his wound will heal very slowly. The three-edged dagger pierced it deeply. The injured muscle tissue inside is very difficult. heal."

"Three-edged dagger?" Lan Jingyi looked at Jin Xuexi in disbelief, as if to say that you really hurt Cheng Qingyang with that?This is too cruel.

Jin Xuexi lowered her head and looked at the toe of the shoe. She really didn't mean it, but now everyone looked at her strangely, as if she was a murderous devil.

"Yes, otherwise it wouldn't take so long, sir..." The doctor looked at Ji Weiyan as he said that, he was about to leave.

"Xiaoyi, let's go." Lan Jingyi was the only one Ji Weiyan cared about.

"Wait, doctor, what should I pay attention to when I change the infusion?" Jin Xuexi hurriedly called the doctor, and asked if she didn't understand, otherwise she would open her eyes and go blind when he left, and then asked Tian Tian Ignore it without asking, she knows that feeling too well, it is best not to encounter such a thing in her life, if Lan Jingyi hadn't appeared in time to save the scene, Cheng Qingyang would be on the verge of life and death now I don't know.

Only then did the doctor talk to her again, and Jin Xuexi was relieved.

Seeing that Jin Xuexi has made arrangements here, Lan Jingyi doesn't want to leave, she is worried about Jin Xuexi, "Wei Yan, you go first, I will accompany Xuexi."

"No, it's not safe." Ji Weiyan didn't shy away from Jin Xuexi at all, and directly vetoed it, "If you don't understand anything, it's like calling her."

When he said this, Lan Jingyi was really embarrassed to stay. She was not thinking about herself but also about her children. Now there are people who are watching her and wanting to kill her. If she is not careful, she will not regret her death, but it will be a burden. Child, "Xuexi, take good care of yourself, I'll call you when I get back." Although she really wanted to be willful, but as the baby's mother, she didn't even have the qualifications to be willful.

"Okay." Watching a few people leave, Jin Xuexi stood on the steps in the night, her face as pale as paper.

Suddenly, a strong headlight came straight over, and then a car drove into the garden, and the black Bentley drove straight towards Lan Jingyi like a wild horse, "click", and then stopped beside her, Jiang Junyue shook the car, his face darkened, and he said coldly, "Get in the car."