Chapter 175 Insisting on sending her home
After receiving Mo Shaochen's call, Yan Xi nags for a while. Hearing his full voice, he feels relieved that he is fine and goes back to the villa to wait for him to come back.
After taking the statement, the rest of the matter was handled by Lawyer Jiang and Han Yi.
Tang Qi walked to Mo Shaochen's side, her eyes fell on the man's arm with thick bandages, her eyebrows slightly frowned, "Let's go to the hospital for thorough disinfection."
Mo Shaochen smiled at her, "There is a doctor at home."
"Then go back and let your family doctor take care of it carefully. Be sure to take anti-inflammatory measures. The hot weather will easily make the wound worse."
Mo Shaochen looked at her with warm eyes, "I'll take you back first."
"I'm not far away. It only takes ten minutes to walk there."
"Sending a girl home is the most basic courtesy for a man."
Tang Qi glared at him coldly, "I'm not that weak."
He smiled back, "This has nothing to do with me sending you home."
The man was too stubborn. She had no choice but to put her hands on her hips and said, "Your hand is injured, so it's inconvenient for you to drive. You can't walk back with me, right? Instead of wasting time, why not go back and take care of your injury as soon as possible."
Assistant Xu, who had been invisible on the sidelines, finally found his place to use his talents.
He said weakly, "I can be the driver, don't worry, Miss Tang, I have ten years of driving experience and my skills are solid."
Tang Qi glanced at Xu Xing's messy bangs and suppressed her laughter, "Okay."
The three of them were riding in a BMW 740 that Xu Xing drove. It was luxurious, high-end, spacious and comfortable.
It was a two-minute journey and Tang Qi didn't say anything else. He opened the door and got out of the car when he arrived at Shengshi Haoting.
Before closing the car door, she bent over and reminded the man, "Remember to disinfect your wound when you get home."
Mo Shaochen chuckled and responded, and handed her the phone he had picked up earlier. When the car door was closed, the smile on his face instantly disappeared, and a thin layer of ice covered his face.
Assistant Xu saw his messy appearance through the rearview mirror and hurriedly used his hands to straighten his hair.
After finishing tidying up, she was suddenly aware of the cold gaze of the man in the back seat and was startled.
"Where are those people?"
"We have caught them all and are planning to take them to a detention center. We have already informed the detention center that no one is allowed to visit them, and they cannot be released on bail."
"Finish it cleanly. I don't want to see those people again. Otherwise, you can go to Africa to accompany your brother."
"OK."
Xu Xing's scalp tightened, and he secretly thought about screening the background of these people again. It would be best to collect all the crimes they committed in the past. He hoped that they could be sentenced to 40 to 50 years in prison and would not come out to harm society again.
Return to Xiangshan Villa.
Yan Xi looked at his arm that was wrapped in thick layers like a carrot, and complained mercilessly, "What idiot wrapped it like this? How can it still breathe? The wound is suffocated. What a crappy standard..."
His voice faded away as he felt the man's death gaze.
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"Well, I'm worried about you too. If you don't bandage a knife wound like this, the blood will not circulate and it will be easy for bacteria to grow and cause infection."
Xu Xing desperately winked at Yan Xi: Just shut up, the one who wrapped the wound himself would be happy even if he got infected and broke his hand.
Unfortunately, Xu Xing's aura was too weak, his eyes were squeezed so hard that they were about to cramp, and he didn't attract Yan Xi's attention.
Forget it, whatever happens.
Disinfection, cleaning, suturing, bandaging, after a series of high-level professional medical treatments, the wound on Mo Shaochen's arm looked much more pleasing to the eye.
Yan Xi was secretly satisfied and bent down to clean up the scene. The phone that Mo Shaochen had placed on the coffee table rang. He glanced at it casually and immediately took the phone away with one hand.
(End of this chapter)