Chapter 159 Wen Xiaobao is in the car

The driver struggled in the distance for a while but failed to open the door. When he saw someone coming, he waved to Qi Yan excitedly.

"Master, look..."

"Drive over."

Seeing Qi Yan walking down, the injured driver rushed over to ask for help as if seeing a life-saving straw.

Qi Yan glanced at the car door and said sharply, "What's going on?"

"I don't know this door is stuck, and there is a child inside." The driver's eyes were red with anxiety.

When Qi Yan heard this, his face suddenly became gloomy.Pushing the driver away, he slammed the car door, and it was indeed stuck. With both hands, he directly removed the door!
The driver's eyes widened in horror, and he looked at the tall and handsome man in front of him in disbelief!
Qi Yan ignored him, got into the car, quickly found the little thing that had fallen under the seat, and pulled him out with a big hand.

Wen Xiaobao, who just hugged his head to protect himself, didn't notice the scene outside at all, curled up like a ball, and cried loudly.

The sharp voice made Qi Yan a little impatient, he grabbed his collar and growled: "Don't cry!"

His small body trembled suddenly, Wen Xiaobao suddenly raised his head, looking at Qi Yan with big watery eyes.Woohoo...why does this big sorghum look so familiar...

Wen Xiaobao, who was patronizing and crying, seemed to be terrified, his mind was completely short-circuited, and he couldn't remember where he had seen Qi Yan.

But Qi Yan recognized him at a glance. Isn't this little baby the little thing that dragged him to the small shop to buy a whole box of ice cream that day? How could he be here?

"Shu millet~"

Weeping weakly, Wen Xiaobao wiped his red and swollen eyes, and seeing that it was the sorghum who bought him ice cream, he burst into tears again, lying in his arms and wiping his snot and tears on him.

Qi Yan's face was frighteningly black, and he wanted to throw Wen Xiaobao out in disgust, but he thought that it was the car he ordered someone to hit just now, and the brat was scared like this because of him.He couldn't help but let Wen Xiaobao rub against him non-stop.

The front of the taxi has been hit deformed, the driver was also injured.Qi Yan was wronged, so he asked someone to take the taxi driver to the hospital.

Although Wen Xiaobao didn't appear to be injured on the surface, he was crying very hard. Qi Yan guessed that he might have injured his internal organs, so he sent him to the hospital for a full-body examination.

The doctor said that he was just frightened and it would be fine after a while, Qi Yan breathed a sigh of relief.

Qi Yan who walked into the ward looked at the little lump on the bed, and even he himself didn't realize that Sen Leng's gaze softened a little unconsciously.

I don't know why, every time he sees this little thing, he has a strange feeling, and he can't say what kind of feeling it is.

After a good night's sleep, Wen Xiaobao woke up and Qi Yan was about to leave, so he sat up quickly and shouted in a childish voice: "Shu Shu."

"Huh?" Qi Yan turned around, "What's wrong?"

"Did you save me just now?" Wen Xiaobao asked with his head tilted.

Qi Yan felt that his face was a little dry, and being stared at by those big innocent and harmless eyes, he was a little unwilling to tell him the truth, so he nodded.

"In order to repay Shushu's life-saving grace, let me treat Shushu to eat ice cream."

After Wen Xiaobao got a good night's sleep, his whole body became more energetic, and he jumped up and down in front of Qi Yan.

Qi Yan glanced at his watch, it was completely dark outside, thinking that Nie Yao was still waiting for him at home, so he ordered someone to take Wen Xiaobao to eat, then turned around and left.

Wen Xiaobao didn't know which muscle was wrong, so he hugged Qi Yan's leg tightly and refused to let him go.

In desperation, Qi Yan had no choice but to leave the hospital with the oil bottle.

(End of this chapter)

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