Chapter 1288 Why are you so stupid
In Nie Yao's view, nothing is impossible, and she also feels that as long as two people love each other, no matter how difficult the obstacles are, they can overcome them.
But Zhan Xi ruthlessly interrupted all her thoughts.
"The young master will be with you now just for fun. After a while, when he is no longer new to you, he will naturally throw you away."
"Young madam, this is the last time I will call you young madam, listen to my advice, leave, and don't appear in front of the young master again." Because your appearance will bring endless troubles to Qi Yan, he can't bear it Seeing Qi Yan being destroyed like this.
Nie Yao's clear eyes flickered, she bit her lower lip and stopped talking.
The door of the emergency room opened, and the doctor took off his mask and said, "The patient's condition has stabilized temporarily. The nurse will transfer him to the ward later. Who are the family members of the patient?"
"I'm."
"I'm……"
The two spoke in unison, Nie Yao glanced at Zhanxi and said, "He is."
"Okay, then come with me, and I will tell you the precautions."
Zhan Xi followed the doctor away, and Qi Yan was transferred to a private ward not long after.
Nie Yao stayed by Qi Yan's side all the time, holding his wide palm. On the back of the hand there were marks left by the skin scratched by the ground, and the wound was bloody and hideous.
Nie Yao's eyes were red, and she held his hand tightly to her lips: "Why are you so stupid, who told you to push me away, idiot."
"Wake up quickly, please, Qi Yan..."
Nie Yao lowered her head, tears fell drop by drop, and finally fell asleep crying on the side of the hospital bed crying.
Feeling something scratching her head vaguely, the little woman in her sleep raised her head in a trance, her big sleepy eyes looked at the thing scratching her in a daze, but met the man's tired eyes.
"Qi, Qi Yan?" Nie Yao called softly.
"Ok?"
"Are you awake? You are really awake!"
Nie Yao threw herself into Qi Yan's arms happily, but threw herself on Qi Yan's wound. The man snorted in pain, and Nie Yao quickly let go: "Did I get your wound? I'm sorry I didn't do it on purpose, I'm sorry... ..."
"I'm still crying when I'm so old, my eyes are swollen, it's really ugly."
Qi Yan sarcastically said coldly, if you look carefully, you can find that there is pampering and tenderness in his eyes that cannot be hidden.
He reached out and wiped the tears from the corners of Nie Yao's eyes.
Nie Yao grabbed his injured hand, looked at it deeply, and then turned her gaze to Qi Yan, only to realize that Qi Yan had been staring at her. His gaze was not the usual alienation and indifference, but an inexplicable expression. Unknown tenderness.This kind of Qi Yan is very similar to the Qi Yan in Nie Yao's impression, but Nie Yao knows very well that Qi Yan has lost his memory and doesn't remember herself at all.
Avoiding his scorching gaze, Nie Yao said, "Do you feel uncomfortable?"
"No." Qi Yan said very calmly, without any strange expression on his face.
"Since it's all right, I'll go back first." Xiaobao hasn't seen her all day, so she should be very anxious now, she has to go back to comfort Xiaobao and buy him some food along the way.
When Qi Yan heard that Nie Yao was going to leave, his expression changed instantly, and he grabbed Nie Yao's hand suddenly: "Who said I'm fine? Didn't you see that I was hurt?"
"you……"
"I have a headache!" Qi Yan looked at Nie Yao in pain.
He did have a wound on his forehead, and he bled a lot before, Nie Yao didn't dare to question whether it was true or not, and said softly, "Does it hurt?"
Qi Yan nodded: "It hurts to death, so you can't go, you have to stay with me."
(End of this chapter)
In Nie Yao's view, nothing is impossible, and she also feels that as long as two people love each other, no matter how difficult the obstacles are, they can overcome them.
But Zhan Xi ruthlessly interrupted all her thoughts.
"The young master will be with you now just for fun. After a while, when he is no longer new to you, he will naturally throw you away."
"Young madam, this is the last time I will call you young madam, listen to my advice, leave, and don't appear in front of the young master again." Because your appearance will bring endless troubles to Qi Yan, he can't bear it Seeing Qi Yan being destroyed like this.
Nie Yao's clear eyes flickered, she bit her lower lip and stopped talking.
The door of the emergency room opened, and the doctor took off his mask and said, "The patient's condition has stabilized temporarily. The nurse will transfer him to the ward later. Who are the family members of the patient?"
"I'm."
"I'm……"
The two spoke in unison, Nie Yao glanced at Zhanxi and said, "He is."
"Okay, then come with me, and I will tell you the precautions."
Zhan Xi followed the doctor away, and Qi Yan was transferred to a private ward not long after.
Nie Yao stayed by Qi Yan's side all the time, holding his wide palm. On the back of the hand there were marks left by the skin scratched by the ground, and the wound was bloody and hideous.
Nie Yao's eyes were red, and she held his hand tightly to her lips: "Why are you so stupid, who told you to push me away, idiot."
"Wake up quickly, please, Qi Yan..."
Nie Yao lowered her head, tears fell drop by drop, and finally fell asleep crying on the side of the hospital bed crying.
Feeling something scratching her head vaguely, the little woman in her sleep raised her head in a trance, her big sleepy eyes looked at the thing scratching her in a daze, but met the man's tired eyes.
"Qi, Qi Yan?" Nie Yao called softly.
"Ok?"
"Are you awake? You are really awake!"
Nie Yao threw herself into Qi Yan's arms happily, but threw herself on Qi Yan's wound. The man snorted in pain, and Nie Yao quickly let go: "Did I get your wound? I'm sorry I didn't do it on purpose, I'm sorry... ..."
"I'm still crying when I'm so old, my eyes are swollen, it's really ugly."
Qi Yan sarcastically said coldly, if you look carefully, you can find that there is pampering and tenderness in his eyes that cannot be hidden.
He reached out and wiped the tears from the corners of Nie Yao's eyes.
Nie Yao grabbed his injured hand, looked at it deeply, and then turned her gaze to Qi Yan, only to realize that Qi Yan had been staring at her. His gaze was not the usual alienation and indifference, but an inexplicable expression. Unknown tenderness.This kind of Qi Yan is very similar to the Qi Yan in Nie Yao's impression, but Nie Yao knows very well that Qi Yan has lost his memory and doesn't remember herself at all.
Avoiding his scorching gaze, Nie Yao said, "Do you feel uncomfortable?"
"No." Qi Yan said very calmly, without any strange expression on his face.
"Since it's all right, I'll go back first." Xiaobao hasn't seen her all day, so she should be very anxious now, she has to go back to comfort Xiaobao and buy him some food along the way.
When Qi Yan heard that Nie Yao was going to leave, his expression changed instantly, and he grabbed Nie Yao's hand suddenly: "Who said I'm fine? Didn't you see that I was hurt?"
"you……"
"I have a headache!" Qi Yan looked at Nie Yao in pain.
He did have a wound on his forehead, and he bled a lot before, Nie Yao didn't dare to question whether it was true or not, and said softly, "Does it hurt?"
Qi Yan nodded: "It hurts to death, so you can't go, you have to stay with me."
(End of this chapter)
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