The bullet that was originally aimed at Wen Xi was blocked by He Tingyan, and a lot of blood flowed from his shoulder. The wound was more serious than Wen Xi's.
Wen Xi, who had just walked to the door, was stunned when he saw it.
From the moment he rescued her to the moment he descended the mountain, He Tingyan acted as if nothing had happened. She had no idea he was injured...
She rushed to He Tingyan in a few steps, and her brows furrowed instantly when she saw his bleeding wound.
"Doctor, is his injury serious? Is there any other injury?"
Wen Xi looked the man in front of her up and down and asked worriedly.
"Don't worry, little girl. Your brother only has this one injury. It's not a big deal."
Seeing her nervous expression, the doctor thought she was He Tingyan's family member and hurriedly spoke to comfort her.
But when He Tingyan heard the doctor's words, his expression suddenly changed and his brows furrowed.
He cleared his throat and clarified, "I'm not her brother."
"Oh? Isn't it? I see you're quite a bit older than this little girl, so why is she so nervous about you? She might think you're brother and sister."
The doctor was talking to himself and didn't notice that he called them brother and sister. He Tingyan's face became even darker and his brows furrowed even more.
"Do I look old?"
The doctor was stared at by He Tingyan's cold yet aggrieved gaze, and he could only choose his words carefully: "Haha, sir, of course I didn't mean that. It's just that you look much older than this little girl, so I thought..."
He Tingyan said solemnly, "I'm only 8 years older than her."
doctor:"……"
Isn’t 8 years old enough?
Hi, I didn’t expect that a grown man would be as fussy about his age as a woman.
Is it that so?
The doctor looked at He Tingyan with a complicated expression.
Wen Xi was already used to it.
After all, she had been criticized by the boss once because of this issue.
Yes, everyone has weaknesses.
Although the boss is always aloof and indifferent, as if he doesn't care about anything, he still has a heart that refuses to accept old age...
The atmosphere in the emergency room was a little tense.
It was Mu Fu who broke the deadlock first.
"Mr. He..."
"Aunt Mu, our two families are quite familiar with each other. I'm the younger one, so you can just call me Ting Yan."
After He Tingyan's wound was bandaged, he stood up and gave his seat to Wen Xi.
"How can this be possible..."
Mu Fu hesitated.
Even though He Tingyan is a junior, the two families have business dealings after all, and he is a major customer of the company. Even if she doesn't know how to socialize, she knows not to be too casual.
"It's okay, Aunt Mu, names are meant to be called."
"Oh well."
Seeing that his tone was sincere and not polite, Mu Fu did not insist any more.
"Tingyan, we are so grateful to you today! If you hadn't arrived in time with your men... our family really doesn't know how to repay your kindness!"
"Aunt Mu, you're too kind." He Tingyan said politely with a serious expression, "It's just a small favor, please don't take it to heart."
"It's not just a simple task, it's such a serious injury."
Thinking of the bloody wound on his shoulder just now, Mu Fu felt a little scared.
"It's okay, it's just a flesh wound."
He Tingyan spoke in a relaxed tone, as if nothing had happened.
Mu Fu looked at him, then looked at her daughter who was squinting her eyes as she applied medicine, and sighed inwardly.
The He family is powerful and has everything they need. I really don't know how I'm going to repay this favor in the future...
After Wen Xi gave the medicine, the group went to the police station to take a statement.
He Tingyan, who assisted the police in capturing the criminals, naturally could not be absent.
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