Ruan Qi stared at Weibo with her eyes lowered in thought. At this moment, there was a knock on the door in the ward.
Xi Jiu put down her rice bowl and walked over to open the door.
Outside the door, Cheng Jinyan, wearing a light gray hospital gown, was sitting in a wheelchair.
His arms and calves were wrapped with bandages, and his handsome face was pale due to excessive blood loss.
However, this kind of paleness does not appear sickly, but rather makes the indifferent and cold man feel a little softer.
"Master Xi." He nodded lightly.
As soon as Xi Jiu saw Cheng Jinyan, his face was instantly covered with a layer of frost.
Ruan Qi was completely implicated in what happened last night.
If he hadn't shamelessly insisted on letting Ruan Qi treat him to hot pot, the little girl wouldn't have gotten into his car.
If I hadn’t gotten into his car, nothing else would have happened.
Thinking of Ruan Qi's angry appearance when she came out of the operating room last night, Xi Jiu wanted to throw Cheng Jinyan and his wheelchair into the moat to feed the fish.
Cheng Jinyan clearly felt the cold murderous intent emanating from the man.
He calmly pushed up his glasses and looked past Xi Jiu to the hospital bed.
The little girl on the hospital bed was struggling to reach out for the cake on the small table.
Nie Beilou sat aside and watched coldly, not helping, and even moved the small table out of the way.
The little girl almost cried with anger.
She shouted "Jiujiu" at the door in aggrieved manner, and when she turned her head, she happened to catch Cheng Jinyan's gaze.
"Mr. Cheng?" The little girl was stunned for a moment, "Are you awake?"
Cheng Jinyan nodded slightly.
"Wake up. Miss Ruan is worried about me."
After saying that, he glanced at Xi Jiu who was blocking the door, turned his head and asked Ruan Qi, "Can I come in? The corridor is drafty and a bit cold."
Ruan Qi glanced at the thermometer on the bedside table.
It’s twenty-seven degrees outside and twenty-five degrees indoors.
"..."
Is it okay to be careful when making excuses?
Ruan Qi glanced at Cheng Jinyan, the expression on his face was hard to describe.
But the visitor was a guest, and the guest was injured, so she couldn't drive him out.
"Mr. Cheng, come in." She greeted, then turned around and complained angrily to Xi Jiu, "Jiujiu, master won't let me eat the cake!"
When Xi Jiu heard this, she immediately turned around and went back to the house to feed her.
When Cheng Jinyan came in in the wheelchair, he saw the pale little girl leaning on the bed, eating the yogurt cake fed by the man in small bites.
Maybe it was so delicious that she even narrowed her eyes with joy.
Cheng Jinyan felt that if the little girl had a tail, she would be happily flying up to the sky now.
Thinking of such a scene, the corners of the lips of the man who had always been indifferent and cold-hearted curled up uncontrollably.
Suddenly, a gaze full of scrutiny and force fell on him.
Cheng Jinyan turned his head sharply.
On the sofa, Nie Beilou, who was wearing a dark red gown, was squinting his beautiful phoenix eyes and looking at him sharply.
Cheng Jinyan recognized the man in front of him at a glance as the man who carried Ruan Qi onto the helicopter last night.
He pushed up his glasses and said calmly, "Who is this gentleman..."
"It's my master, surnamed Nie." Ruan Qi swallowed the yogurt cake, "Mr. Cheng was in a coma last night. He probably didn't know that your surgery was performed by my master."
After saying that, she wiped her mouth and said with a smile, "My master has not performed surgery for many years. Mr. Cheng, you have made a profit!~"
Cheng Jinyan couldn't help but be startled when he heard the little girl's words.
Your surname is Nie?
Cheng Jinyan knows how powerful Ruan Qi's medical skills are.
He is qualified to be her master, and his surname is Nie...