My husband loves me too much

Chapter 289 300. I hurt someone, I didn't mean it.

The accident happened in just a second or two, and Mu Hua couldn't even stand up.

The man's muffled grunt in pain, Aunt Wang's frightened cry...

The blood-stained scissors fell at Mu Hua's feet, and Mu Hua didn't know who the injured person was.

"daughter!"

Nan Qian pushed Aunt Wang away and stumbled to Mu Hua's side. She was trembling, but she still hugged Mu Hua tightly.

"Here they come again, they come again, those people come again!"

Mu Hua couldn't stand still, and was knocked back a few steps. The smell of blood in the air stimulated her nerves.

"mom……"

"I hurt someone," Nan Qian hid in the corner and slapped herself on the head hard, "I didn't mean it, I didn't mean it, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry..."

"It's okay." Mu Hua hugged Nan Qian to prevent her from torturing herself, "Mom, look at me."

As the footsteps approached, the smell of blood became stronger.

It was Bo Qijin.

The clothes on his body were black, and nothing could be seen.

"Auntie, you didn't hurt anyone."

Nan Qian looked dazed, "But...there is blood..."

"It was me who got angry, and a sudden nosebleed dripped on the floor."

"Nosebleed?"

"Yes, yes," Aunt Wang echoed, unnaturally, "The paper towels in the living room are used up, it's because I have a bad memory and didn't bring out new ones in time."

She quickly hid the scissors and wiped the blood on the floor with a towel.

Nan Qian seemed to calm down slowly, Mu Hua was held tightly in her arms, her trance eyes slowly fell on Bao Qijin in front of her.

"who are you?"

"I remembered, you are the person my daughter likes, I have seen you."

Mu Hua said softly, "Mom..."

"Yes," Bo Qijin's voice is clear and warm, with gentle eyes, "We met at the airport the day you returned to China."

Nan Qian remembered.

Mu Hua signaled Aunt Wang to prepare the medicine with her eyes, and then helped Nan Qian stand up, "Mom, let's go into the room and change clothes."

Nan Qian nodded and leaned on Mu Hua.

Xu Qingfan was probably frightened, and kept silent.

At the critical moment, it was Bo Qijin who pushed him away, otherwise, he would be the one who was injured.

The bedroom door was closed all the time, and there was no movement. Xu Qingfan watched Bo Qijin go into the bathroom with the first aid kit, and came out 10 minutes later. He probably treated the wound simply by himself.

"Thank you."

"It's nothing."

Xu Qingfan put his hands in his pockets and chuckled unknown, "I thought Captain Bo would say 'it should be'."

Bo Qijin turned around, his gaze was calm.

Xu Qingfan looked at the other person fearlessly. A boy of his age has a more or less aggressive body.

About half an hour later, Mu Hua came out of Nanqian's bedroom.

"Qingfan, take a taxi back by yourself, and I won't see you off."

"Well," Xu Qingfan nodded, "President Bo's injury is more important, Huahua, you can go to the hospital with Boss at ease, don't worry about me, I also have a few friends in Jiangcheng."

He left first, and Mu Hua and Bo Qijin went downstairs later.

Bo Qijin didn't take the driver with him, he was injured, and Mu Hua drove at the same speed as when he came here.

"Don't worry, drive slowly."

"You're bleeding a lot, you need to go to the hospital quickly."

During the half hour when Nanqian slowly fell asleep after taking the medicine, Mu Hua looked gentle and calm, but her heart was in a mess.

"The wound is not deep, the bleeding has stopped," Bo Qijin comforted her and diverted her attention, "Does your stomach still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt," Mu Hua couldn't care less about herself at the moment.

(End of this chapter)