Chapter 107 Did you cry?



Chapter 107 Did you cry?

As soon as I hung up the phone, Qi Yanjing pushed the door open and came back.

"Who were you talking to on the phone just now?" he asked casually.

"Zhaoli."

Qi Yanjing understood and probably wanted to ask her how badly she was injured.

"Did you go to the study just now?" I wonder if there was any unfinished work.

"No, I got a call from my mom." He looked at Wen Zhixian and said, "She wanted to know how you were doing."

He didn't say anything else, just asked her, "Do you want to take a painkiller and sleep?"

She has to go to the hospital to change the dressing tomorrow morning, so let her go to bed early.

She thought for a moment and said, "I'd better not eat it."

Her mother had told her before that she should try to take less medicine, including painkillers.

Qi Yanjing looked at her, sighed silently in his heart, and turned off the light.

He stretched out his arms to let Zhihan lie down, and then he pulled her into his arms and hugged her, whispering, "Don't rub your hands around."

Wen Zhixian whispered in his ear: "Okay."

After a while, she said slowly: "I feel the wound is throbbing."

I don’t know if he can understand this feeling, maybe my description is a bit abstract.

"I know." The scar on his shoulder had felt this way before.

"Zhixian, if I had known I wouldn't have told you about my mother's birthday." Then what happened next would not have happened.

If he hadn't agreed, Xie Anruo wouldn't have gone out to buy gifts by himself. Maybe it would be safer with his brother accompanying him. Over time, if the kidnappers had planned to follow his brother, he would have noticed it.

“But we don’t have a God’s perspective.”

Qi Yanjing said "hmm", and after a few seconds of silence, he said, "Go to sleep."

Wen Zhixian was still wondering if he was going to tell her not to go to his mother's birthday party during those few seconds of silence. She didn't care whether he went or not, it was up to Qi Yanjing. If he asked her to go, he would go. If he didn't mention it, he probably wouldn't go.

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At nine o'clock the next day, Qi Yanjing drove her to the hospital to change the dressing.

On the way, Qin Zhaoli sent her a message, asking her what time she would go to the hospital. She replied: "I'll be at the hospital soon."

As a result, I saw Qin Zhaoli and Song Kairui as soon as I got off the car.

Suddenly she understood what he meant. They were waiting for her here.

"Morning."

"Good morning. I want to see what this 'all right' of yours looks like." I came to the hospital specially to see her apply medicine.

Last night Zhao Li told him about Zhi Xian being kidnapped. He was stunned and made plans to go to her house early in the morning. Zhao Li then told him that they might as well go directly to the hospital, so he simply waited for her at the hospital entrance.

Wen Zhixian and Qin Zhaoli walked in front, while Qi Yanjing and Song Kairui followed and chatted with them.

Until the gauze was torn off, Qin Zhaoli and Song Kairui bent over and lay on the side to watch. It was really scary to have such a wound.

Qin Zhaoli's brows were furrowed. He had stitches and a tetanus, and I heard he also had an infection and needed intravenous drip.

When have you ever suffered such a crime?

She silently raised her head and glanced at Qi Yanjing. His hand was on Zhihan's shoulder, letting her lean on him. He closed his eyes and no emotion could be seen.

Never mind, he's probably sad too.

"How many stitches did it take?"

The doctor answered casually: "Sixteen stitches."

"Did you cry?" Song Kairui turned his head and looked at Wen Zhixian.

This is going to make me cry to death.

Qin Zhaoli pushed him and said, "Are you stupid? You must have been given anesthesia."

Song Kairui said, "Oh, that's right."

After saying that, he still asked Zhixian teasingly: "So did you cry?"

Wen Zhihan kept turning her head away, not daring to look at the wound. She leaned on Qi Yanjing's waist as he put his arms around her. When she heard what Song Kairui said, she pursed her lips and said, "No."

Song Kairui observed her subtle movements and laughed, "I don't believe it."

Qin Zhaoli smiled helplessly, and Qi Yanjing curled his lips.

The doctor was quite impressed by this little girl. When she came to get stitches, she was still crying even after being given anesthesia. She even asked him if he could go slower, saying that she could feel the needle going back and forth on her skin.

The key point is that she didn't dare to look. Her husband was holding her, and she only dared to tilt her head when talking to him. It was quite interesting.

The doctor reapplied medicine and changed the gauze, and told me the next time to change the dressing before leaving.

After leaving the hospital, Qin Zhaoli and Song Kairui also left. It would be better for the couple to stay together in this situation. They would visit her at home next time.

"When I woke up this morning, it didn't seem as painful as yesterday."

Qi Yanjing turned his head and glanced at her: "It will take another eight or nine days before the stitches can be removed. Change the dressing and gauze every two days. Just bear with it."

Wen Zhixian leaned back in his chair and said, "Oh," "Next time I can drive to the hospital by myself."

My right hand has been affected these past two days and I have no strength at all. Whenever I exert force, I feel the wound tearing. It is a bit troublesome to drive, but the pain may not be so severe in a couple of days. It should be fine for me to drive to the hospital by myself.

"I'll go with you."

"You have to go to school the day after tomorrow." It seems like there are classes.

"I'll take a leave of absence for the day after tomorrow's class, and I'll work from home the rest of the time." He still had a lot of things he hadn't finished writing, and he had to hand them in when the time came.

You may need to submit several reports in the meantime.

Wen Zhixian looked at him and said, "It's nothing serious."

Qi Yanjing told her very clearly: "I am worried about you being alone at home."

Work is just a way for him to survive and pass the time. He has always done this job naturally, from the time he started school to the time he continued his studies after graduation. It just so happened that the opportunity was right in front of him, within his reach. He didn't want to waste time on other things, so he just kept going forward.

Even the promotion to professor was a natural thing. I was not particularly happy about it. It was calm and uneventful, just like a small boat floating on the sea on a sunny day.

After this incident, he was suddenly moved. He said he was ordinary, but he encountered such a thing. He was not ordinary at all. He said he was not ordinary, but he had no ability in this position.

In other words, given his current condition, he is simply unable to handle the danger he poses.

So the determination in his heart was a little loosened, but he didn't want to make his life more complicated.

Wen Zhixian didn't say anything else; he had his own considerations.

-

During the period before the stitches were removed, Qi Yanjing worked almost entirely at home. Only after her arm wasn't so painful a few days later did he go to class as normal.

He doesn't have many classes a week, just a few, but the workload is heavy, he has a lot to write, and he also supervises several students.

When her parents were resting, they would often send them some prepared dishes, which saved Qi Yanjing a lot of trouble.

The stitches were removed twelve days later, and it has basically healed, but the scar left by the stitches is really ugly... But the doctor said that for such a deep wound, this is considered a good result, and she will probably recover well.

The doctor prescribed some ointment for me to take back and use.

"Finally, you don't have to be busy until midnight." Wen Zhihan would lie down on the sofa after coming back, sigh, and feel much better.


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