She spoke casually, while the nurse who was removing the broken glass and the bodyguard standing behind her subconsciously glanced at the basin containing more than ten pieces of broken glass. How could this be considered just a few pieces?
"You stay there and wait, I'll be right there."
After saying this excitedly, Yan Shao hung up the phone with a "bang".
"I..." Zhu Qianying wanted to say something, but then she heard a "beep beep" sound from the phone.
The conversation and the scene felt vaguely familiar to Zhu Qianying.
Then, she quickly remembered that the day she returned from the United States, after the car accident, she was taken to the hospital, and the two of them had a similar conversation.
"Young Madam..."
Zhu Qianying raised her head and looked at the tall bodyguard behind her.
"They just called and said that Ms. Yi has been taken away by the police."
Zhu Qianying nodded. "Yes, I understand."
Zhu Qianying felt that Yi Wei shouldn't have been taken away by the police; she should probably have been taken away by the doctor.
"Shadow, you seem to have a lot more pieces of glass stuck in your hands than I do!"
Wang Chunsi, who had recovered by this time, probably wanted to find something to talk about to distract herself, because, although it was just a superficial injury, it was really painful to have glass removed from her flesh like that!
"Pretty much! What bad luck, my wrist was just healed, and now it's the back of my hand's turn."
Zhu Qianying smiled wryly, as if making fun of herself.
Just thinking about having to face the anxious and distressed look in Zizai's eyes when she got home made Zhu Qianying feel scared.
Although the scar on her wrist is fading slowly, the little one still nags about it every time she sees it, wanting her to get scar removal surgery.
This time it's the back of her hand, so there's no way to hide it. I wonder if that little one will keep pestering her to get scar removal surgery every day?
If that's the case, it'll drive her crazy.
Zhu Qianying was worried about little Zizai, but in fact, her older friend Yan Shao was just as worried about Zizai.
However, the difference between the two is that Zizai will nag, while Yan Shao may not nag, but he always looks at her with a pained and guilty expression, which annoys her more than nagging.
Of course, her so-called annoyance is not the kind of annoyance that you would hate.
It's not just a kind of heart-wrenching annoyance, but a kind of worry that's really troubling.
Feelings are always mutual. Knowing that the other person will be sad because of your injuries, but being powerless to help, is what makes you feel annoyed.
Yan Shao arrived from who-knows-where, in any case, in just about twenty minutes.
As he hurried into the emergency room, looking anxious, the nurse had just finished checking and all the broken glass on Zhu Qianying's hand had been cleaned up.
The basin filled with broken glass hadn't been moved yet, and Zhu Qianying's hands, which sent chills down one's spine, hadn't been bandaged.
Yan Shao, who had walked in excitedly, stood behind Zhu Qianying, pursed his lips and frowned, glancing silently at the basin the nurse was carrying, and then at Zhu Qianying's hand.
He didn't say a word after entering, but Zhu Qianying knew he had arrived from his breath and steady, powerful footsteps.
When she couldn't hear him speak for a long time, Zhu Qianying had no choice but to turn her head and look up at him with difficulty.
"You're here?"
Yan Shao remained silent, deliberately holding back! Because he was afraid that if he opened his mouth, he would uncontrollably hurl a torrent of abuse at her!
"You call this nothing? How many pieces are there?"
Young Master Yan's voice was icy cold, like a powerful icebox, making the nurses and Wang Chunsi in the clinic shiver.
Only Zhu Qianying smiled and said, "Isn't it also plural?"
She knew better than anyone that this man always made a mountain out of a molehill whenever she had even the slightest problem.
If she had simply said "dozens of pills" over the phone, the man would probably have arrived at the hospital in about ten minutes.
But she didn't need him to risk his life just to come see her ten minutes earlier.
"Stop laughing! If you laugh again, believe me, I'll slap you!"
Yan Shao gave her a fierce warning, then muttered "Damn it!" before turning around and striding out.
Zhu Qianying was scolded, but she remained calm because she knew that he wasn't really scolding her, but rather that he was worried about her.
At that moment, he was probably making a phone call to find out what was going on.
The police station, and Yi Wei's side.
"Who was that just now..." The nurse had become quite familiar with Zhu Qianying. This familiarity wasn't because of her noble status, but because if it were any other woman, removing so much broken glass without anesthesia would definitely have made her cry buckets.
But she was fine, chatting and laughing the whole time, acting like nothing was wrong.
"My husband is very fierce, isn't he?"
Zhu Qianying shrugged and smiled at everyone.
"Young Madam, Master was so fierce because he was worried about you..."
The bodyguards who had been standing guard behind her, fearing that the young mistress might misunderstand their wise and powerful master, quickly offered an explanation.
Zhu Qianying turned to him and smiled, "I know, he has such a bad temper..."
Actually, if you put yourself in her shoes, if it were Young Master Yan sitting here today, she would probably have the same outburst.
Because I care, I can't control my emotions.
This is only human nature!
The man who had been scolded for his bad temper finally strode back in, still fuming.
Actually, he went out not to call Ke Kai, nor to the police station; he simply went to see the doctor to inquire about Zhu Qianying's condition.
He was afraid that if he stayed in the ward any longer, he would say something even harsher and more hurtful to Zhu Qianying.
Fortunately, the doctor responsibly assured him.
“Young Master Yan, Mrs. Yan’s injuries are all superficial. If she recovers well, she will be fine in a few days. Of course, the scars may take a while to fade completely.”
Yan Shao finally let out a long sigh of relief. In his opinion, as long as his hand could recover, all other scars and the like could be ignored.
As long as everyone is alright!
His thinking doesn't mean he doesn't care about his appearance.
Rather, he understood better than anyone that when it came to personal safety, everything else was insignificant.
"Does it hurt?"
After learning about Zhu Qianying's situation, Young Master Yan's anger subsided somewhat. He walked back to Zhu Qianying's side, this time with a gentle and tender tone.
The tall man, without the slightest hint of displeasure and completely disregarding his imposing stature, half-squatted in front of her.
First, I looked up and examined her carefully for a few moments. Then, I shifted my gaze to her hands, reached out, and gently placed her other unbandaged hand in my palm.
Even though he had already glanced at her a few times, heard some kind words from the doctor, and mentally prepared himself, he still couldn't help but frown when his gaze fell on her hand.
Zhu Qianying didn't answer him. Of course, she wasn't being stubborn; rather, she didn't know how to answer.
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