When Luo Qiqi returned to Jian Qilin's room with Dahua, it was already three o'clock in the morning.

She was so sleepy that she couldn't open her eyes, but just as she lay next to Jian Qilin, his cell phone suddenly rang.

When the little guy went to bed, he had already asked Dahua to remove Jian Qilin's spell, so the sound of the phone also woke him up.

As soon as Jian Qilin opened his eyes, he glared at Luo Qiqi, "Why aren't you sleeping, little darling!"

The little guy pointed to the cell phone that was still buzzing next to him, "Uncle, it's not that I don't want to sleep, it's that the ringtone of your cell phone is too noisy."

"hehe!"

Jian Qilin laughed twice awkwardly, then hung up the phone with a curse.

Just after hanging up the phone, the phone buzzed again. Jian Qilin glanced at the phone number angrily, and then saw that it was An Zihao, so he still answered the call, but his tone of voice was naturally different.

Great.

"You little bastard, you drank too much horse urine. Why are you calling at this time?"

"Help...help!"

After three simple words, the call over there was hung up.

Jian Qilin woke up from his drowsiness and quickly called again, but no one answered the call.

"No, something happened to that guy."

Jian Qilin immediately sat up. Because the movement was too big, the wound hurt so much that his face was deformed. But even so, he got out of bed with difficulty and wanted to get dressed and go out.

"Uncle, do you want to go out?"

The little one slipped out of bed. Although she didn't know who was calling, she heard the caller's plea for help.

"Something happened to that bastard An Zihao. I'll go over and take a look."

Jian Qilin struggled to put on his pants and T-shirt, and was about to go out with a limp leg.

Luo Qiqi didn't trust her half-disabled uncle to go out like this, so he quickly put on his small backpack, brought big flowers and followed behind.

Everyone at home was sleeping at this time, so Jian Qilin was very careful not to disturb his father and mother in the room.

Fortunately, there was help from the little guy, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to jump out of the villa with one foot.

His hands and feet were broken, so he couldn't drive a car. Jian Qilin could only take the little guy out to take a taxi.

The driver knew that they were going to rescue people, so the car almost reached the speed of an airplane. It took half an hour to reach the community gate, but it took half an hour.

Of course, the driver only walked through alleys and did not dare to run on the highway with traffic lights.

Arriving at the entrance to the courtyard of a high-end villa, Jian Qilin skillfully entered the password to open the door, and the two of them entered the courtyard of the villa.

As soon as Luo Qiqi came in, she saw a person lying among the flowers in the yard, and ran towards the person with short legs.

Just when he got closer, he was hit by a strong smell of alcohol and covered his nose. However, the little guy still reached out to explore the man's breath. After finding that he was still breathing, he breathed a big sigh of relief and turned to face the slow man.

Jian Qilin, who was walking slowly, said, "Uncle, I'm still alive. He must have passed out."

When Jian Qilin heard that An Zihao was not dead, he felt relieved, took out his mobile phone from his pocket and dialed the home hospital's number.

Dahua looked upstairs, with a trace of doubt in his eyes, "Qiqi, how do you think he fell from the window?"

The little guy also raised his head, looked at the window on the second floor, and asked the same question, "Little uncle, how did this uncle fall down?"

"When you drink too much, you use the window as a door. This idiot doesn't know what happened. He drank so much."

Jian Qilin cursed and came to their side, "Fortunately, it's the second floor. If it were the sixth floor, we would come here and really collect his body."

Half an hour later, doctors from Tianrui Hospital came.

An Zihao was carried into the ambulance, and Jian Qilin was also carried into the ambulance. There was no way this guy was half disabled and couldn't get into the car.

Of course, the little guy and Dahua were also carried into the car by a nurse.

As soon as the car door closed, Jian Qilin lay down next to An Zihao and fell asleep.

The nurse lady felt a little distressed. (The next page will be more exciting!)

He glanced at the sleepy little guy, hugged him in his arms, and said, "Kid, you should go to sleep. I won't call you until you get to the hospital."

"Thank you, aunt!"

Luo Qiqi thanked her and fell into a deep sleep.

When the little one woke up again, she was woken up by the scolding. She climbed up from the hospital bed and called "Grandpa". Jian Mingchong, who was still angry and roaring just now, immediately put on a smiling face and walked a few steps away.

In front of Luo Qiqi's bed.

"Little darling, wake up! Grandpa has asked for leave for you. You won't go to kindergarten today. Grandpa will take you back to catch up on your sleep later."

After finishing speaking, he reached out and picked up the little guy.

"Gulu!"

There was a hungry sound in the little guy's stomach.

"Old man! My little darling is hungry. Let's go out quickly and take her to eat first."

Zhang Muqing said loudly, with her hand behind her back, she kept gesturing to her youngest son, meaning to ask him to leave the ward quickly.

It's just that Jian Qilin didn't sleep enough, and his brain was still a little unresponsive. He thought his mother was asking him to go out to eat together, so he said with a smile: "It's almost ten o'clock now, and I'm hungry too. Let's go have breakfast together quickly."

Bar!"

Jian Ming Chong's gloomy eyes glanced at Jian Qilin, "Just take it to the hospital with me. I've already called Chief Dong of the Psychiatric Department, and he will come over to check you out in a moment."

"Dad, I'm not sick!"

Jian Qilin was also so angry that he started shouting loudly.

What does it mean to ask a psychiatrist to treat your illness at every turn?

"snort!"

Jian Mingchong snorted coldly and ignored him at all. He hugged Luo Qiqi and walked out of the ward. Zhang Muqing shook her head helplessly and followed behind.

When Jian Qilin wanted to follow him out, he was stopped by two bodyguards at the door. Just as he was about to yell, a bodyguard slammed the door shut.

Luo Qiqi looked at the closed door and suddenly felt that her uncle was a little miserable.

"Qiqi, if your uncle is hospitalized, who will take the blame for the old guy's fault?"

Dahua's warning voice came over.

The little guy blinked his big eyes, and then began to plead with Jian Qilin, "Grandpa, let me tell you that you can't blame your uncle for something. It was that uncle An Zihao in the middle of the night..."

It wasn't until they arrived at the entrance of the hospital that Jian Mingchong was finally persuaded.

"Okay! For the sake of Xiao Guaiguai interceding for him, I will let your little uncle go home and spend the night today."

After speaking, Jian Mingchong took out his cell phone and called the doctor at the hospital.

Regarding the fact that her son was scolded innocently, Zhang Muqing was naturally unhappy, so she said: "Old man, Zihao is so shameless. I think you should call Lao An and ask him to discipline him properly.

His son."

"right!"

Jian Mingchong agreed and called his old friend An Niansheng to complain.

From the other party's angry voice, Luo Qiqi knew that Uncle An was definitely going to be in trouble.


Chapter completed!