Chapter 37 Beat her? Sell her?

The deep and elegant voice was like a sedative, gradually slowing down Jiang Cha's rapid heartbeat.

Her eyes were filled with tears, but they didn't fall. She was dazed, as if she was frightened.

Huo Jingchuan felt her hot breath and realized something was wrong.

He raised his other hand and touched Jiang Cha's forehead. It was burning hot.

"Do you have a fever?"

The little girl was obviously frightened. Her eyes were clearly looking at him, but her gaze was not focused at all.

"Deputy Captain, leave this to me. Send my sister to the hospital immediately."

Huo Jingchuan picked up Jiang Cha by the waist. The little girl curled up in his arms like a kitten, which made Huo Jingchuan's heart ache.

Jiang Cha was thin to begin with, and he had finally gained some weight in the past two days. After all this, he might lose a few pounds again.

"Take him back and hand him over to Commander Huo personally."

Huo Jingchuan exuded coldness all over his body. Even at a distance of one or two meters, the soldiers under his command subconsciously broke out in cold sweats.

This time, the deputy leader was really angry.

Jiang Cha kept her eyes open, beads of sweat the size of beans oozing out, and her pale lips were bleeding from being bitten by her.

She was trembling, as if she was trapped in some kind of fear and couldn't extricate herself.

Huo Jingchuan ran very fast, put the ginger tea on the back seat of the jeep, and sat in the driver's seat himself.

The car doors were closed and the engine roared.

Huo Jingchuan had been observing Jiang Cha's situation through the rearview mirror.

She lay on her side in the back seat, curled up in a ball, hugging herself tightly with her hands. Her wrists and ankles were rubbed raw, and her clothes were stained with blood.

“Don’t…don’t hit me!”

"I'll be good, I'll give you money..."

"Don't...don't sell me!"

"Don't come over here..."

For a moment, Jiang Cha seemed to have returned to the time when he was on the verge of death in his previous life.

Everything in this life seems like a dream.

Hit her?

Sell ​​it?

Give money?

What is she talking about?

Jiang Cha's mumblings hit Huo Jingchuan's heart hard.

Could it be that Jiang Guodong wanted to sell Cha Cha without Aunt Ye’s knowledge?

He also beat her?

Damn it.

Did Jiang Guodong think that he would be fine if he hid in the countryside?

dream!

Huo Jingchuan stepped on the accelerator faster and faster, clenching his cheeks tightly, and drove all the way to deliver the ginger tea to the military district headquarters.

The lights in the emergency room went out with a snap. Huo Jingye and Ye Surong hurried over and just happened to see Jiang Cha being pushed out of the emergency room.

Huo Jingchuan stayed by her side, holding the emergency bed, and followed Jiang Cha all the way to the ward.

"Doctor, how is my daughter doing now?"

"The patient's injuries are superficial. She inhaled a large amount of ether and was frightened, which led to her high fever and delirium. Her temperature has now dropped, so there's nothing serious."

"It's all right, it's all right."

Ye Surong rushed to Jiang Cha's bedside and looked at her pale face with pity.

Huo Jingye punched the wall hard.

"Chi Jun, right? I'm going to beat him to death today."

Huo Jingchuan went out with the doctor.

"Director Huang, when the patient is unconscious, are the words he says true or false?"

"Are you talking about the nonsense she has been saying just now?"

Director Huang closed the medical record in his hand and sighed, "What she said is probably true. You'd better take her to see a psychiatrist. Our hospital has a special psychological treatment room. Take her for a test."

Through the small piece of transparent glass on the ward door, Huo Jingchuan saw Jiang Cha who was still frowning in his sleep, Ye Surong with a worried look on her face, and Huo Jingye who was angry and distressed.

Huo Jingchuan calmed down for a long time before pushing the door open.

"Aunt Ye, it's very late. I'll let Aye take you back to rest first. I'll stay here and watch over you."

Ye Surong grabbed Jiang Cha's hand and shook her head, "I want to stay here with Cha Cha."

Two o'clock in the morning.

There are still several hours before dawn. How can Ye Surong endure it?

"Aunt Ye, my dad probably won't be back until dawn. Cha Cha will wake up tomorrow morning and need to eat. You know my cooking skills, but I can only make the same two dishes. If you don't go home and get some rest, how can I make a delicious meal for Cha Cha tomorrow morning?"

Huo Jingye also advised: "Yes, Aunt Ye, I will take you home to rest first, and you can come back tomorrow and take over the shift with my brother."

Huo Tingkun went to handle this enemy spy case. Chi Jun was also involved in the case. After arresting the person, there were still many follow-up matters to deal with, and he might not be able to come back tomorrow.

If Ye Surong fell ill again, how could he and Huo Jingchuan alone take care of two patients?

Ye Surong was persuaded to leave by the two brothers.

Huo Jingchuan pulled a chair and sat beside Jiang Cha's bed.

After Huo Jingye sent Ye Surong back, he came to the hospital again and delivered some daily necessities.

After putting away the kettle, cups for drinking water, spare clothes for ginger tea, toiletries and other things, Huo Jingye went back to sleep.

At five o'clock in the morning, Jiang Cha woke up in a daze.

All the bones in her body felt as if they had been run over by wheels. She felt pain everywhere and her throat was so dry that it was almost smoking.

Huo Jingchuan leaned back in his chair with his eyes closed. When he heard Jiang Cha's breathing rate change, he immediately opened his eyes.

"Are you awake?"

The low and hoarse voice inexplicably overlapped with the repeated "I have always been here".

The thrilling scene of last night replayed in Jiang Cha's mind frame by frame, and the joy of being reborn from the dead finally spread in her heart.

"I……"

As soon as she spoke, her throat felt dry and sore, as if someone had poured sand into it.

"Don't talk yet."

Huo Jingchuan poured a cup of hot water from the kettle, blew on it near his mouth, and when the water temperature was about right, he held the ginger tea in one hand and sat up.

He sat down behind Jiang Cha, letting her lean on him, and then handed the cup of water to her mouth.

I drank ginger tea in small sips along with water. After four or five sips, I felt much better.

"Not drinking anymore?"

Jiang Cha shook his head.

"It's still early, why don't you sleep a little longer?"

As Huo Jingchuan spoke, he placed the ginger tea back flat on the bed.

The ginger tea had little effect and her head was still dizzy.

As soon as she lay down, she accurately grabbed Huo Jingchuan's left index finger and said, "Don't go."

Huo Jingchuan was stunned and looked at Jiang Cha, but saw that she had closed her eyes and her breathing was gradually becoming steady.

She fell asleep again.

The pain of the horsewhip beating her body turned into the warmth of Huo Jingchuan's fingertips, which passed through his palms and reached her heart.

That hideous and terrifying face was also replaced by Huo Jingchuan's face.

He told her 'Don't be afraid, he is here', 'He will always be there'.

These two sentences went back and forth in Jiang Cha's mind, soothing her fear bit by bit.

The frown finally relaxed.

Jiang Cha slept much more soundly this time than before.

When she woke up again, the ward was still very quiet.

Jiang Cha was in a daze for a moment before realizing that he was still alive.

Her hand was held by a warm big hand.

Jiang Cha turned her head slightly and saw Huo Jingchuan's sleeping face.

Unlike when he was awake, when he was asleep, he looked gentle and harmless, not cold at all.

Jiang Cha tried to pull her hand away, but as soon as she moved, Huo Jingchuan woke up sharply.

"Are you awake? Are you still feeling unwell?"

Jiang Cha shook his head in a daze.

"Are you hungry?"

Jiang Cha continued to shake his head.

She wants to go to the bathroom.

It's a bit difficult to talk about.

Huo Jingchuan understood what she meant.

"I'll carry you to the bathroom."

“No…no…no need!”

Jiang Cha was frightened by his words and stuttered.

"I can just walk over there myself."

Huo Jingchuan said "hmm", "Then shall I help you up?"

Jiang Cha nodded hesitantly.

“Offended!”

Huo Jingchuan leaned over, put one arm around the back of Jiang Cha's neck, and held Jiang Cha's slender waist with the other hand.

They were too close, Jiang Cha's muscles tensed, she held her breath, and dared not move, allowing Huo Jingchuan to pick her up from the bed and sit her up.

Huo Jingchuan's face was very close.

The strands of hair on her forehead accidentally brushed against Jiang Cha's cheek, and the slight itch seemed to tug at her heartstrings.

Her eyes unconsciously followed Huo Jingchuan's movements.

Huo Jingchuan squatted in front of her and carefully put the slippers on her feet.

"Your foot is still injured. If you really can't walk, don't be stubborn. I'm here to take care of you. You don't have to feel embarrassed."

Huo Jingchuan raised his head and met Jiang Cha's serious eyes.

"Are you listening to me?"

Jiang Cha came back to her senses all of a sudden, and she turned her face away, "I know!"

Her heart was beating fast, and Jiang Cha didn't dare to look into Huo Jingchuan's eyes again.

Is she sick?

Why is my heart beating faster, my cheeks getting hot, and I feeling anxious and flustered for no reason?

Huo Jingchuan held her arm and said, "Let me help you get out of bed and try."

Jiang Cha bit her lip and slowly got up.

Lying in bed, she didn't realize how deep the wound on her foot was.

Her feet suddenly hit the ground, and she felt a piercing pain. Jiang Cha's legs softened, and Huo Jingchuan quickly grabbed her waist and pressed her soft body against his hard chest.

Jiang Cha's face suddenly turned red.

Huo Jingchuan was much taller than her. To accommodate her height, he bent his long legs and pressed them against the edge of the bed, firmly encircling Jiang Cha.

This posture was too intimate, and Jiang Cha's heartbeat, which had finally calmed down, began to beat violently again.

She subconsciously wanted to push Huo Jingchuan away.

As soon as her palm touched his chest, she gasped in pain from the wound on her wrist.

"Don't move."

Huo Jingchuan ordered out of habit, but when he thought about how Jiang Cha was just a delicate and soft little girl, he controlled himself and lowered his voice.

She had just been frightened, and he couldn't scare her again.

In this way, Huo Jingchuan tried hard to make his voice softer. His gentle and hoarse voice rubbed Jiang Cha's eardrums, and every word made her heart itch.

Jiang Cha stared at Huo Jingchuan's protruding Adam's apple and dared not move at all.

Ye Surong pushed open the door of the ward carrying two insulated lunch boxes.

"What are you doing?"