Ruan Qi turned her head when she heard the sound and saw Xi Jiu sitting beside the hospital bed.
The man who has always been cold and steady has long lost his usual dignity.
The black shirt is worn crumpled on the body, and the collar of the three buttons unbuttoned is rolled up.
That handsome face that makes people scream is extremely haggard, and the perfect chin is covered with a layer of blue stubble.
Ruan Qi's eyes instantly turned red when she saw his embarrassed appearance.
"Jiujiu..." She lowered her mouth in grievance, "It hurts so much."
The little girl's face is pale, and her voice is soft and a bit hoarse.
Coupled with the red eye circles, it looks so pitiful.
Xi Jiu's heart suddenly hurt as if it had been pricked by thousands of fine needles.
"My fault." He held the little girl's hand, "I shouldn't have gone to H City, I should have stayed with the baby."
Xi Jiu will never forget the scene he saw when he came back last night——
The little girl with a bloodless face was pushed out of the operating room. Her eyes were closed tightly and she was unconscious, and her breath was weak as if she was dead.
At that moment, Xi Jiu felt that her world was rapidly collapsing.
If Nie Beilou hadn't informed Ruan Qi that Ruan Qi was fine in time, he wouldn't have dared to think about what he would have done.
Thinking of the little girl's angry appearance last night, Xi Jiu couldn't help but lean down and place a lingering kiss on her forehead.
"Luckily you're okay." He murmured in a low voice, holding her weakly with his arms, as if he was holding a lost treasure.
Ruan Qi felt the trembling of the man's fingertips.
She gently grabbed his clothes, raised her head with difficulty, and kissed his cold lips.
"Jiujiu, don't be afraid, I'm fine. It's just a small injury, it doesn't hurt at all, really!"
The little girl who was moaning and groaning in pain just now tried her best to look energetic.
Just like the little sun, even in the face of endless darkness, it strives to warm everyone.
Xi Jiu's heart felt so sad.
If Ruan Qi hadn't been injured, he would have hugged her tightly and crushed her into pieces.
Xi Jiu took a deep breath, suppressed her inner impulse, and sat up from the hospital bed while carefully avoiding her wounds.
"Jiujiu, where are master and my brother? How is Coyotito?"
"Nie Heng is in the next ward. He suffered minor internal injuries. It's not serious. He will be fine in two days."
Xi Jiu paused, poured a glass of warm water, inserted a straw into her mouth, and continued, "Your brother and Gu Feiyang went to investigate what happened last night. Mr. Beilou is resting in the guest room."
Talk about Cao Cao, Cao Cao is here.
As soon as he said this, Nie Beilou opened the ward door and walked in.
"Are you awake?"
Nie Beilou's tone was very calm, and his beautiful and sharp facial features showed no emotion.
But Ruan Qi relied on her sixth sense developed from years of beatings to accurately capture his hidden anger.
The little girl's heart suddenly sounded alarm bells.
Years of training experience made her think quickly, and her eyes turned red for a second.
"Master..." She shouted sadly.
Then she shed two lines of tears with great emotion, "Xiaoqi...it hurts so much!"
"It will be good if the master lifts it up~~"
The little girl's tone was ups and downs, and her sadness was vividly displayed.
Even though Xi Jiu was used to big scenes, he was also shocked by his wife's acting skills.
Nie Beilou only glanced at her lightly, and twitched his red lips into a sneer.
"Do you want to be lifted high, or do you want to be beaten?"