Mo Lan nodded with a faint expression, "Xiaoqi and Mr. Wei both know medicine and are brothers and sisters in the same discipline. It's not convenient for me to go into details, but with Mr. Wei's medical skills, you can rest assured, Director Jian."
When Jian Guoqiang heard these words, the scene of Ruan Qi and Wei Jiaming using silver needles to save people at the YL airport suddenly appeared in his mind.
His heart moved, and a guess emerged faintly in his heart——
Ruan Qi and Wei Jiaming are not close disciples of some hidden sect, right?
Because he has been exposed to the big bosses at the top of the Chinese pyramid for many years, Jian Guoqiang has more knowledge and understanding of the world than ordinary bosses.
For example, he knows that there are ancient warriors in this world, there are ancient martial arts families that have been passed down for thousands of years, and there are many seemingly low-key but extremely powerful hidden sects.
Jian Guoqiang didn't think about it carefully before, but now that he recalls it carefully... Ruan Qi and Wei Jiaming seem to be a little bit mysterious.
For example, Wei Jiaming holds a big teapot every day, and the health teas he makes look like Sanwu products, but the effects are really good.
And Ruan Qi, who was advertising all kinds of small pills all over the set like a pyramid scheme. Even someone like him, who has a cleaner pocket than his face, was tricked into buying several boxes of Changqing Pills by her!
Jian Guoqiang tried his best to think back...Since taking Changqing Pills, his enteritis seems to have never happened again.
...These two people seem to be really talented!
Just when Jian Guoqiang was crazy about Ruan Qi and Wei Jiaming in his mind, Abed looked at Xi Jiu who was leaning against the opposite wall with curiosity.
"Are you Ruanbao's fiancé?" he asked bluntly.
Unfortunately, Xi Jiu, who was focused on Ruan Qi, was not in the mood to answer any questions.
He leaned straight against the wall, his whole body so cold that the air around him froze. Eight characters were clearly written on his handsome but frost-covered face - I'm unhappy, I don't want to die, get out!
Abed, whose curiosity was not satisfied, let out a "tsk" in disinterest.
"How could Ruanbao like a guy like Bingtuozi?"
Xixi, who was standing aside, heard this and immediately wanted to educate this young man who didn't know what love was about the love romance of his family's head and his wife.
But before he could speak, the lights in the emergency room went out.
The unconscious Ruan Qi was pushed out.
……
Ruan Qi felt that she had had a very long dream.
The dream was so bizarre that it was like a golden cudgel, confusing all her memories over the years, making it impossible to tell which ones were real and which ones were false.
In the dream, she seemed to be a little girl of eight or nine years old.
The little girl had a small braid, and a yellow sunflower hair tie was tied to the braid.
But that hair tie didn’t seem to be something she bought herself. It seemed like... it was a gift from a little brother wearing a white shirt.
Which little brother is it...
Ruan Qi, who was sleeping, frowned tightly, and her hands under the quilt wrinkled the white sheets.
"Xiao Qi, don't be afraid, I'm here to save you."
"Xiaoqi, close your eyes and don't look!"
"Xiaoqi..."
"Xiaoqi..."
Wow——!
Water splashed all over the sky, and the young man in a white shirt was ruthlessly thrown into the lake like a lifeless dead tree, and slowly sank to the bottom of the lake.
"Brother Bingshan..."
The sleeping girl's forehead was covered with beads of sweat, and her pale lips kept uttering crying murmurs.
"Don't hit him! Don't!"
"Don't come here! Brother Bingshan save me...Mom...Master..."
"I'm not the goods! Neither are they!"
"Get away... get away... Jiang Chunian... Jiang Chunian... I want you to die!!!"
The shrill and frightening screams were like a pair of rusty scissors, ripping apart the quiet air.
The girl on the hospital bed suddenly sat up, her red peach blossom eyes filled with fear, panic, helplessness, and... bone-cutting hatred.
Xi Jiu, who was discussing the condition with Wei Jiaming outside the ward, heard the scream and his expression changed.
He roughly opened the door and rushed in, just in time to see Ruan Qi's frightened face.
Xi Jiu felt a pain in her heart.
He quickly walked to the hospital bed, reached out and took the trembling little girl into his arms.
"Baby is not afraid, I am here, I am."
Ruan Qi, who was still immersed in the nightmare, smelled the familiar scent of cold pine and subconsciously grabbed the man's clothes.
She tightened her body, like a wounded little kitten, clinging to her master's clothes.
Xi Jiu felt the little girl's body trembling, and her heart almost burst in pain.
He lowered his head and kept placing kisses on the top of her head one after another.
"Don't be afraid, baby, Jiujiu is here, and Jiujiu will always be with you."
The man's voice was extremely gentle, and the distress and doting in his tone were like a warm current slowly pouring into Ruan Qi's cold heart.
Her trembling body gradually calmed down, but her little hands were still holding his clothes tightly.
"Jiujiu..." the little girl's voice was filled with tears, "I had a nightmare, it was such a terrible dream. Many children died in the dream, and I sleep with their corpses every day!"
Xi Jiu's expression suddenly changed.
Nie Beilou and Nie Heng said that the reason why Ruan Qi forgot what happened ten years ago was because she suffered an unbearable stimulation that year.
She subconsciously didn't want to remember those things, so she chose to forget them, even the related nightmares she had had.
But starting from the past few months, Ruan Qi remembered the nightmares she had had more and more clearly. And the contents of those nightmares... Nie Beilou speculated that it was probably what she had experienced back then.
If Nie Beilou's speculation is true, then Ruan Qi just said...she slept with the corpses of many children...
In an instant, the killing intent in Xi Jiu's heart was like a volcano erupting, sweeping through every inch of blood.
He hugged the little girl tightly, his handsome face was like the stern Yama, and his cold eyes were full of violence.
Wei Jiaming, who pushed open the door and walked in, saw this scene and was so frightened that he almost threw the silver needle in his hand.
He quickly stopped and said, "Um... Xi, Mr. Xi? Xiaoqi?"
Ruan Qi, who was huddled in Xi Jiu's arms, heard Wei Jiaming's voice and immediately acted like a little cat, lifting the man's shoulders to reveal half of his head.
Xi Jiu didn't want her to notice anything unusual about him, so he calmly restrained all the murderous intent in his heart.
He gently pushed her moving little head back into his arms, "Your head is injured, don't move it."
The little girl immediately said "oh" obediently.
Xi Jiu looked at her obedient appearance and couldn't help but think of the nightmare just now, and her heart began to hurt again.
He closed his eyes, tried his best to control his inner emotions, and then placed a gentle kiss on the top of the little girl's head.
"The baby will lie down for a while, and I will call the country to report that he is safe."
Ruan Qi did not doubt anything else and nodded obediently.
Xi Jiu touched her face, smiled, then stood up and left.
The moment he left the ward, Ruan Qi grabbed the mobile phone on the bedside table and sent a WeChat message to Wen Ran who was far away in country M.
[It’s Xiao Qi: Brother Wen Ran, help me check a person named Jiang Chunian.]