Because of Meng Yao, the morning meeting could not start as usual. Yan Qing asked his assistant to explain the situation and asked those people to organize the things that needed to be discussed today into a document.
Yan Qing planned to look at the documents first and hold a meeting after his head injury healed a little. He then signed the documents that needed to be signed and went to the hospital.
On the way to the hospital, Yan Qing called Huo Beiting.
"Beiting, I was wondering why I woke up feeling so uncomfortable this morning! I had a feeling something was going to happen when I woke up this morning, and sure enough, I was attacked as soon as I arrived at the company. Luckily, I reacted quickly, otherwise I'd be crippled now!"
Huo Beiting was in a meeting in his study at the time. When his phone rang at first, he was completely focused on the meeting and did not hear it. It was only after the meeting that he saw the message sent by Yan Qing. He was so scared that he almost fell off his stool.
Without thinking about anything else, he called Yan Qing directly.
However, he didn't know what was going on with Yan Qing. He called many times but no one answered. Huo Beiting's heart sank gradually with each call.
After seven or eight more calls, Huo Beiting lost his patience and didn't care whether his identity would be discovered. He directly asked his men to check Yan Qing's current location. The answer he got was that Yan Qing was in a hospital. Huo Beiting took the car keys and rushed over in a pair of slippers without even changing his shoes.
On the way, Yan Qing called Huo Beiting back.
"I just had a brain CT scan. My phone was in my bag and I didn't hear it. The scan took so long to come out! I waited a long time for it to come out, but luckily there's nothing serious!"
Yan Qing muttered, and Huo Beiting's heart gradually calmed down when he heard her energetic voice.
"What's going on? You're in that hospital now, and I've already gotten out."
The doctor here was talking to Yan Qing about stitches, but Yan Qing didn't want to get them because it would leave a scar on her head.
"Can't I just not get stitches? That sounds painful! And wouldn't it be really ugly after stitches? My wound is right here on my forehead. Wouldn't it leave a really ugly scar?"
Yan Qing said this with some grievance, what is going on?
She went out beautifully in the morning, but in less than an hour, she had a scar on her head. She felt so wronged!
"Qingqing?"
Huo Beiting waited for a while but didn't get a reply from Yan Qing, so he asked again in a loud voice.
"Ah! Wait for me for a moment. I'll send you the location. Doctor, please tell me something. I'm hanging up now!"
Having said that, Yan Qing hung up the phone without waiting for Huo Beiting's reply and continued to bargain with the doctor.
"I know what you're thinking. Which girl these days doesn't care about beauty? But the wound on your forehead is too big. If you don't get stitches, it'll heal slowly. If it gets infected, wouldn't that be even more serious than it is now? You need to think it through carefully!"
Yan Qing pursed her lips and looked at herself in the mirror hanging in the doctor's office. Her hair was tangled with blood, and there were spots of blood on her white shirt. She looked extremely disheveled.
I reached out to touch the wound that had stopped bleeding. The blood around the wound had not been cleaned up yet, so I couldn't see the exact size of the wound, but the doctor said it was quite large.
"How big will the stitches be? How long will it take for the wound to heal?"
Yan Qing was still a little hesitant, but if it really got infected as the doctor said, and the area expanded, she might need to go abroad to have her face fixed.
"It's not particularly large, probably only about the size of your thumbnail. You can come back in about a week to have the stitches removed. The specific healing time... depends on the individual, but if you're obedient and avoid certain foods, it shouldn't take too long."
Yan Qing looked at his fingernail. How could such a large wound be considered small? He was just joking!
Yan Qing hesitated for a long time, and finally chose to leave a scar over the other two options: wound infection and scarring.
Yan Qing consoled herself mentally, saying the stitches were to prevent future infection and larger scars! Yes, that's how it is. I'm fine!
Yan Qing gave herself some self-suggestion in her mind for a long time before telling the doctor about the stitches, and the doctor then prepared the tools on the other side.
Originally, Yan Qing thought that she would at least be given anesthesia and go into the operating room, but she didn't expect that it would be done in this small doctor's office, and without anesthesia.
The reason given by the doctor was that the wound was too small and too close to the nerves. The anesthesia would have too much impact on the brain and would not be conducive to the later healing of the wound. Yan Qing just wanted to cry. It was too hard for her.
During the time he was dealing with the doctor, Huo Beiting also rushed to the address Yan Qing sent him.
When she was found, she looked ready to die, with her hands clasped tightly together. The doctor was wiping the blood off her forehead with a cotton ball.
Huo Beiting never expected Yan Qing to be so badly injured. Now he deeply regretted why he asked her to go to the company that morning. Yan Qing had clearly said that she had a premonition of what was going to happen, but he still let her go. If it weren't for him, Yan Qing wouldn't...
"You're here! Come here quickly! This alcohol hurts, pinch it off for me!"
"It's not alcohol, it's iodine..."
The doctor emphasized once again that he was already feeling a little tired.
Huo Beiting walked in with a sullen face. His aura frightened the doctor so much that his hands shook unconsciously and his movements suddenly became more severe. Yan Qing couldn't bear it and howled.
"Doctor, please be gentle!"
Yan Qing looked at the doctor with tears in her eyes, her body shaking uncontrollably.
Huo Beiting strode forward and hugged Yan Qing in his arms. He clenched his hands into fists behind her, and the blue veins on his body were exposed. The doctor was shocked again.
"If it hurts, bite me or pinch me, don't bear it yourself."
"Don't worry, I won't be polite!"
Yan Qing pursed his lips and his voice was a little hoarse.
"Be gentle, she's in pain."
Huo Beiting watched the doctor's movements coldly. Every time Yan Qing's body trembled, Huo Beiting cast a murderous gaze at her.
Because of Huo Beiting's sudden arrival, the work that the doctor could have completed in half an hour at most was delayed for more than forty minutes, and Yan Qing suffered for more than ten minutes.
After the stitches were done, Yan Qingzhen was exhausted and had to be helped out of bed by Huo Beiting.
After getting out of bed, Yan Qing quietly leaned over to Huo Beiting's ear and whispered, "This doctor doesn't seem to be very skilled. Should we change him? But the stitches have already been done. Isn't it a bit too late to change now?"
Yan Qing thought she spoke very softly, but her voice was heard by the doctor.
If it weren't for Huo Beiting's presence, the doctor would have almost roared, "If this guy wasn't so scary, would it have taken me so long?"
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