Chapter 40 Chapter 40 My second brother is in the hospital.

This morning, Qin Moran woke up feeling a little dazed.

He seemed to have slept a little too much last night and was completely groggy.

Qin Moran sat in the soft quilt, waiting for his brain to restart.

He sat on the bed in a daze, with a few strands of hair sticking up.

It was not until he finished washing up and went downstairs, sitting on the sofa in the living room, that he finally woke up a little.

The servant handed him a bottle of milk, and he held the bottle and started drinking.

Drinking and daydreaming.

Qin Moran was wearing a rabbit-shaped jumpsuit today. When he was daydreaming, he looked like a silly little rabbit.

At this time, Qin Ye walked over and pulled the two rabbit ears hanging from his head: "What are you thinking about?"

Qin Moran's head was pulled to the side and he let out a protesting "ow".

Qin Ye: "What are you saying? I didn't hit you."

Qin Moran: "..."

You didn't hit me, but you pulled my ear!

While the two brothers were playing, a servant put the ingredients needed for dumplings on the coffee table.

Chen Ruolan also sat down next to the coffee table, looking like she was going to make dumplings herself.

She had her hair loosely tied up, wore a purple cardigan on her upper body and a white skirt on her lower body, and she looked very elegant and beautiful.

Qin Moran ignored his third brother's distraction and asked Chen Ruolan curiously, "Mom, do you want to make dumplings?"

Chen Ruolan smiled and said, "Yes, I haven't made dumplings in a long time. I want to try it."

Qin Moran's eyes lit up: "I want to make dumplings too."

He had never made dumplings before, so he found this very novel.

Chen Ruolan agreed, "Okay, then Mo Bao, go wash your hands first."

"Okay!" Qin Moran immediately finished the remaining milk in two gulps and planned to wash his hands.

Qin Ye tutted his words: "What's so fun about making dumplings?"

He still held Qin Moran's rabbit ears in his hand.

Qin Moran reached out to pat him; "Third brother, let go!"

Unfortunately, his arms were too short and he couldn't take a picture of Qin Ye at all.

Qin Ye asked in a timid tone, "With your short arms, you still want to hit me?"

Qin Moran: "..."

Cute rabbits also have tempers, okay?

Qin Moran thought about it and said something that he thought was quite fierce: "If you don't let me go, I won't give you the dumplings I make later!"

This threat is really quite terrifying!!

Qin Ye sneered: "The dumplings you make must be extremely ugly. I won't eat them even if you give them to me."

Qin Moran: "..."

Who said his dumplings are ugly? His dumplings must be the best looking!

In the end, after Qin Moran struggled tenaciously, Qin Ye finally showed mercy and let him go.

After Qin Moran was free, he ran to wash his hands.

Soon he washed his hands clean, and then ran over again: "Mom, I washed my hands!"

Chen Ruolan made room for him and said, "Come on, Mobao, let's learn together."

"good."

Soon, Qin Moran began to learn how to make dumplings.

Chen Ruolan taught him patiently and he studied hard.

Qin Ye had no interest in making dumplings, but he didn't leave. Instead, he stood aside and stared at Qin Moran.

This was Qin Moran’s first time learning to make dumplings, so he definitely didn’t do it very well.

But it still looks pretty good.

He first put a piece of dumpling wrapper in his hand, and then used chopsticks to pick up some meat filling and put it on the dumpling wrapper.

Then he put his hands together and pinched the dumpling, and a dumpling was finished.

Is this a dumpling or a bun?

Qin Ye; "..."

The corners of his mouth twitched: "Qin Moran..."

Qin Moran didn't understand what was going on and said in a baby voice, "Hmm?"

Qin Ye: "Even dogs won't eat the dumplings you make."

Qin Moran; “????”

He looked at Chen Ruolan eagerly for help.

Chen Ruolan smiled and said, "This is Mobao's first time learning to make dumplings, so he's already doing really well."

Qin Moran regained his confidence, hummed at his third brother, and then continued making dumplings.

Qin Ye: "..."

Are you still showing off to him?

As Qin Moran made more and more dumplings, they gradually took on nice shapes.

But after he had been making dumplings for a while, not only were his hands covered in flour, but there was also some white flour on his face. He didn't know how the little dumpling turned into a little cat.

Qin Ye commented: "It's dirty."

Qin Moran responded with a cold snort.

Qin Ye raised his eyebrows: "Are you addicted to humming?"

Qin Moran: "..."

╭(╯^╰)╮

After a bumpy and tiring process of making dumplings, it was finally done. All the dumplings were wrapped and ready to be put into the pot.

Qin Moran felt very involved in this dumpling meal.

When the servants brought the dumplings to the kitchen to cook, he followed them, wanting to see the dumplings cooked with his own eyes.

The chef in the kitchen had already boiled water. He took the dumplings handed to him by the servant and poured them into the pot.

Qin Moran stood on tiptoe next to the stove, staring at the pot intently.

The water in the pot continued to boil, and the dumplings slowly floated up, each one becoming round and plump.

Qin Moran was so happy that he almost danced with joy.

But gradually, the skins of some dumplings broke and the meat filling fell out.

When Qin Moran saw this scene, his expression instantly turned from sunny to gloomy and became emo.

Those dumplings that broke when boiled must have been made by him, right?

He really didn't wrap it well QAQ

Soon, the dumplings were cooked and the chef started to take them out.

Qin Moran said gloomily, "Uncle, those dumplings I made are probably inedible, right?"

The chef said cautiously, "It will indeed affect the taste, but it's still edible."

Qin Moran continued to be unhappy: "But if it doesn't taste good, I won't be happy eating it."

"this……"

Although the chef was a good cook, he was not good at speaking and could not find any words to comfort their young master.

At this moment, Qin Ye, who had entered the kitchen at some point, suddenly said, "What's wrong with it? Aren't dumplings with broken skins still dumplings?"

Qin Moran looked blankly at Qin Ye who was standing beside him.

Qin Ye emphasized: "I think it's edible."

Qin Moran stopped being emo, but he blinked and said, "But Third Brother, didn't you say that only dogs eat the dumplings I make? Do you want to be a dog?"

Qin Ye; "..."

There's no way to continue the conversation today.

The chef and servants beside him tried to hold back their laughter.

Their young master's reaction speed is getting faster and faster!

In the end, the dumplings Qin Moran made were shared by everyone.

Among them, Qin Ye ate the most.

Although he didn't say it, he actually felt that the dumplings made by his brother had a unique flavor.

Although the dumplings are still the same dumplings as usual, what’s going on? They taste better.

It's really strange.

After finishing his meal of dumplings, Qin Ye had something to do at school. He casually slung his schoolbag over his shoulder and said to Qin Moran, "I'm leaving."

Qin Moran was watching TV. Upon hearing this, he said "Oh" without turning his head.

Qin Ye said dissatisfiedly: "Can't you look at me when you speak?"

What's the appeal of this TV?

Qin Moran didn't know why his third brother suddenly went crazy, but he still turned around and looked at him cooperatively.

Qin Ye was finally satisfied with the little cub's attention and said again, "I'm leaving."

Qin Moran: "...Oh."

Qin Ye then strode out the door.

Qin Moran: "..."

Why does he feel that his third brother is becoming more and more childish?

After Qin Moran secretly complained for a while, he turned back and continued watching TV.

At this time, a piece of entertainment news was being broadcast on TV.

The female host said solemnly, "This morning, superstar Qin Boxi accidentally fell from his horse during filming. He has been rushed to the hospital for treatment. We'll have more details later..."

Qin Moran stared at the TV screen with his eyes wide open.

who?

Who fell off the horse?

Soon, live video began playing on the TV screen.

This video should have been posted by a big V who visited the set. The shooting distance was not that close, but you can still see what happened.

Qin Boxi was wearing a white ancient costume, with a high ponytail, and was riding a black horse...

This was originally a very pleasing picture of a young man in fine clothes riding a horse, but not long after, the horse, perhaps startled by the camera, suddenly went crazy and ran around.

Qin Boxi's first reaction was to tighten the reins and try to control the horse, but then for some reason he fell off the horse again.

The crew members rushed over and urgently checked Qin Boxi's condition.

Qin Boxi was surrounded by a group of people and no one knew what was going on.

The big V who filmed this video exclaimed, and then the screen began to move around and finally went black.

After seeing this video, Qin Moran suddenly became restless.

His second brother was injured?

What should I do? ! !

Qin Moran threw away the remote control and went to find Chen Ruolan.

Chen Ruolan was also shocked when she heard about this.

After a second or two of panic, she quickly comforted Qin Moran: "It's okay, Mobao. Mommy will contact them right away to see which hospital your second brother is in. We'll go see him."

Qin Moran nodded eagerly; "Okay!"

In the hospital.

After some treatment, Qin Boxi has been transferred from the emergency room to the general ward.

He leaned against the hospital bed, his face abnormally pale and somewhat weak.

He was seriously injured this time, with several fractures on his body. It seems he will need a long time to recover.

He was wearing a blue and white hospital gown, with a needle stuck in the back of his hand and an IV drip.

The way he looked now, he actually had a kind of broken beauty. His eyes, which looked like glass, were drooping lightly, which made people's hearts move.

When those fans learned that Qin Boxi fell off the horse, they were extremely distressed and worried.

If you see him like this now, you will definitely feel very distressed.

The agent stood by the bed, frowning worriedly. "Your injury won't heal for a while. Luckily, today's scene was your last, so you've already wrapped. From now on, just take good care of yourself and take some time off."

In fact, although the agent comforted Qin Boxi on the surface, he was extremely anxious in his heart. A superstar like Qin Boxi had countless announcements, and a slight delay would mean a huge loss of money.

However, she and Qin Boxi have been working together for so many years and have always had a good relationship. They have long been considered half-sister and brother. Although she is anxious, she also hopes that Qin Boxi will recover from his injury first.

Qin Boxi coughed weakly, then spoke in a hoarse voice, "Thank you for your hard work. By the way, I'll take care of this matter alone, so don't bother looking for the crew."

The agent frowned. "It was the props they set up on the scene that caused the horse to lose control. How could we not look for them?"

Qin Boxi insisted, "Don't look for it anymore."

The agent wanted to say something, but seeing how weak he looked, he couldn't speak anymore and could only say, "Okay, I understand."

Just as the two were talking, someone knocked on the ward door.

Then, Qin Xuan walked in.

Qin Xuan must have rushed over from a workplace. He was wearing a well-tailored suit and had a cold aura.

When the agent saw Qin Xuan, he knew that the two brothers must have something to discuss, so he tactfully took his bag and said, "Then you guys chat, I'll go take care of other things first."

Qin Xuan nodded at her.

Soon, the agent left.

Qin Boxi looked at Qin Xuan and called out, "Brother."

Qin Xuan had already consulted the doctor about Qin Boxi's condition before entering the ward, so he didn't care about his condition at this moment. Instead, he asked a seemingly irrelevant question: "Why did you do this?"

Qin Boxi: "What?"

Qin Xuan's sharp brows knitted together slightly. "Are you still going to play dumb in front of me?"

It was obvious that he was in a bad mood at the moment.

Qin Boxi looked clueless. "I really don't know what you're talking about."

Seeing Qin Boxi's reluctance to cooperate, Qin Xuan simply said, "When the horse lost control, you chose to let go of the reins, and then you fell, didn't you?"

It is true that horses are out of control, but generally speaking, when a horse is out of control, the rider must hold the reins tightly and keep his body steady in order to better deal with the situation.

But after Qin Boxi tightened the reins in his first reaction, after a few seconds, he didn't know what he was thinking, and he actually loosened the reins again, letting the horse throw him off...

Perhaps others could not see the decision Qin Boxi made at that moment, but as his biological brother, how could Qin Xuan not see it?

Qin Xuan thought about what he saw in the video, and his heart became heavier. "Bo Xi, what on earth are you thinking about?"

Qin Boxi was very negative about this question and did not answer it.

He just said: "Brother, don't worry, I'm fine now, right?"

Qin Xuan pointed out bluntly: "This result makes you very disappointed, right?"

Qin Boxi was silent for a few seconds, then smiled faintly and said, "How could that be? Could it be that I'm still thinking too much?"

Qin Xuan didn't say anything else, but frowned and looked at Qin Boxi.

It had been a long time since he had felt so completely out of control. He seemed to see his brother walking step by step towards the abyss, and he was powerless to do anything.

At this time, Qin Boxi spoke again: "Brother, you are so busy, there is no need to waste your time on me, go and get busy first."

Qin Xuan didn't move.

Qin Boxi raised his lips and smiled reassuringly, "Don't worry, I'll be well in the hospital."

After Qin Boxi's much persuasion, Qin Xuan finally left.

Soon, Qin Boxi was the only one left in the ward.

He leaned on the hospital bed, tilted his head and looked out the window, his eyes empty, but his thoughts went back to the moment he fell off the horse...

It was a particularly liberating and refreshing feeling, very fascinating.

Qin Boxi didn't know how long he had been distracted, but he finally came back to his senses.

He reached for his coat and pulled out a pack of cigarettes.

He did not intend to abide by the rule that patients were not allowed to smoke. After all, this was a high-end single room and he was the only one in it, so it would not affect others.

Qin Boxi took the cigarette and then took out a silver lighter.

Smoking can often be a way to relieve stress.

However, just as he was about to light the cigarette, someone knocked on the ward door again.

Qin Boxi paused, put away his cigarette, and then said to the door, "Come in."

Unexpectedly, the people who came in this time were Qin Moran and Chen Ruolan.

The moment Qin Boxi saw the two of them, he stuffed his cigarette deeper into his pocket and then said, "Auntie, Mo Bao, why are you here?"

Chen Ruolan walked over with a thermos bucket and placed it on the bedside table: "We came to see you."

Qin Moran also ran to the bedside and stared at Qin Boxi intently, his little face full of worry: "Second brother, how did you get hurt?"

Qin Boxi reached out his non-IV hand and touched his head, comforting him: "It's okay, second brother just suffered a minor skin injury."

Qin Moran pursed his lips, his expression somewhat sad: "Skin injuries can also be very painful."

Qin Boxi continued to touch his head: "It's okay, it doesn't hurt."

Qin Moran looked at his second brother's pale appearance and felt uncomfortable too.

He wanted his second brother to get better soon, so he quickly said, "By the way, second brother, Mom brought you some fish soup. Drink it and you'll get better soon."

At this point, Chen Ruolan, who had been at a loss for words, interjected, "Yes, I asked the chef at home to make this. It's just the right temperature now. Would you like some?"

Qin Boxi said politely, "Thank you, Auntie."

Chen Ruolan poured the fish soup from the thermos into a bowl, then handed the bowl to Qin Boxi: "Here."

Although she and Qin Boxi are not biological mother and son, she felt distressed when she saw Qin Boxi was so seriously injured.

Qin Boxi didn't expect Chen Ruolan to hand the fish soup to him. He was stunned for a moment before reaching out to take it: "Thank you for your help, Auntie."

Chen Ruolan: "It's okay, you just need to heal your injury as soon as possible."

Qin Boxi took a sip of the soup and said, "It's delicious."

Chen Ruolan: "That's fine. By the way, you and Mo Bao should stay for a while. I'm going to leave first."

Qin Boxi nodded: "Okay."

Chen Ruolan turned around and walked out.

Only Qin Boxi and Qin Moran were left in the ward.

Qin Boxi asked Qin Moran: "Mobao, do you want to drink fish soup?"

When Qin Moran heard that he could drink delicious fish soup, his eyes lit up for a moment, but he quickly said sensibly, "I don't want to drink it. Brother, you drink it yourself. Drinking it will help you get better sooner."

Qin Boxi saw that he actually wanted to drink fish soup, so he continued, "It's okay, there's a lot of fish soup in this thermos, we can share it."

Qin Moran was just a little over three years old, so naturally he couldn't resist the temptation of the delicious fish soup, so he nodded immediately: "Okay."

He moved a stool and sat in front of the bed, then climbed onto it and sat, waiting expectantly for the fish soup.

Qin Boxi smiled, took another bowl, and then gave Qin Moran some of the fish soup in the thermos.

Qin Moran obediently took the bowl with both hands, then tilted his head back and took a sip.

The chef at home is very skilled and makes a bowl of fish soup that is rich and fragrant, leaving you with an unforgettable aftertaste.

Qin Moran took a big sip and pursed his lips, his lips becoming rosy red. "It's so delicious, second brother, you should drink it too."

Qin Boxi didn't have much appetite at first, but seeing Qin Moran drinking so happily, he took another sip.

Qin Moran saw his second brother start drinking the fish soup, shook his feet twice, and picked up the bowl to continue drinking.

However, after Qin Moran finished a few sips, he went to look at his second brother again, only to find that his second brother seemed to be thinking about something and began to daydream again, even forgetting to drink the fish soup.

Qin Boxi was indeed thinking about something at this moment.

He couldn't help but replay the scene of him falling off the horse over and over again in his mind.

I couldn't help but imagine the feeling of relief at that moment.

But at this moment, the little boy beside him suddenly said, "Second brother, where are you?"

Qin Boxi's imagination was interrupted, and he looked up at Qin Moran beside him.

At this moment, the little dumpling picked up the lid of the thermal box to cover his face and was playing hide-and-seek with him.

His face was too small and was completely blocked by a cover, so nothing could be seen.

Qin Moran held the lid in front of his eyes and looked around: "Second brother, where have you been? Why can't I see you?"

Qin Boxi looked at this scene and laughed amusedly.

The haze suddenly dissipated.