Love at the Right Time

The security guards who reacted overcame the old man in the next second, but this scene attracted many passersby on the spot.

"You return my grandson! It's all because of you! You killed my grandson!"

The restrained old people screamed bitterly, and the scene was full of riots.

Shi Qingqiu red eyes to cover the wound on Wen Qinghan's right arm, blood gurgled down, and as soon as she touched it, her hands were covered with bright red.

"Listen to me." Wen Qinghan's face was calm, his brows furrowed, and his voice was a little weak from pain: "This old man is likely to have a mental disorder. She is currently in a state of mental disorder. She is targeting Qingqiu. ."

Shi Qingqiu squeezed Wen Qinghan's wound, enduring the tears in his eyes, turned his head dumbly and confessed to Pan Jiawen: "Sister Wen, you will tell Sister Fang to deal with this matter. According to Qinghan's judgment, the elderly can easily correct People around you cause harm, so be careful."

"Okay, you go to the hospital, hand it over to me." Pan Jiawen promised again and again, sending Shi Qingqiu and Wen Qinghan away worriedly.

Wen Qinghan was injured and couldn't drive. Shi Qingqiu forced a lot of emotions and problems to drive to the hospital.

She was in an unfamiliar fear along the way, which was different from her fear of feelings. If Wen Qinghan didn't back up just now, or if the knife was lower, would Wen Qinghan hurt his arm?

Tears flowed down drop by drop, Wen Qinghan bit her lip, and regardless of her left hand being covered with blood from the wound, she silently placed Shi Qingqiu's leg, gently pressing and comforting.

Wen Qinghan had a deep wound, which was the cause of heavy bleeding, and he was bandaged after stitching. When everything was done properly, they were almost starry sky when they left the hospital.

Back in Phoenix, Shi Qingqiu accompanied Wen Qinghan back to Wen's house. The two men were covered with blood, which shocked the two elders of the Wen family.

"What's going on? What happened? Why is there so much blood?" Zhao Wanyi hurriedly welcomed the two of them in.

Take a closer look, Shi Qingqiu is supporting Wen Qinghan, Wen Qinghan's face is pale, wearing a suit jacket, the white silk shirt has more blood stains.

"What happened? What happened to Qing Han's hand?" Wen Chengxuan also approached when he heard the words, and he was more sensitive to observe that Wen Qinghan's arm was unnatural.

Wen Qinghan slightly raised his lips, turned his head and said in Shi Qingqiu's ear with a voice that was almost breathing, "Qingqiu, don't call it wrong."

When are you still remembering this? Shi Qingqiu glared at her angrily, then bit her lip in front of the two elders of the Wen family, and softly apologized: "Dad, Mom, I was injured by something happened at the company today."

Zhao Wanyi was taken aback. After the inspection, Wen Qinghan went to check Qingqiu again, and she was very worried: "Oh, the bandage is so thick, where is Qingqiu? Where is Qingqiu hurt? What kind of world, Qingtian, dare to hurt people... …"

"Dad, Mom, I'm fine. I have observed the wounded, I will take care of this matter, you don't have to worry about it."

Wen Chengxuan walked over and opened Wen Qinghan's suit to look at her right arm. The thick bandage was piled on her arm, plus the blood on the clothes, it seemed that the wound was not shallow.

"Alright." Wen Chengxuan, the head of the family, said, "Now is not the time to talk. You two will go back to your room and rest first, take care of your clothes, have you eaten?"

The two shook their heads, and Wen Chengxuan said, "I'll send you in in a while. Let's go back to the room and rest."

Zhao Wanyi asked, "Qingqiu, are you going back tonight?"

When Shi Qingqiu Yu Guang saw Wen Qinghan turning her head to look at herself, she shook her head and said, "No, I'll stay. Could you please help me tell my mom."

"Hey, okay, you two, go back to the room and take a shower. Carefully touch the water in the wound of Qing Han. Now, take a roll of plastic wrap and wrap it around the bandage while taking a shower."

After an afternoon of thrills, the door was closed and finally calmed down. Shi Qingqiu's ears were still buzzing, and the two of them looked at each other and couldn't help but laugh.

Shi Qingqiu was more, but distressed. She took off Wen Qinghan's coat and saw that the sleeve of Wen Qinghan's shirt on the wound on his right hand was cut off in order to sew the wound and bandage, leaving only a small piece underneath. Also implicated.

"Don't cry, I like to watch you smile." Wen Qinghan smiled and raised his left hand to touch Shi Qingqiu's face.

Shi Qingqiu patted it lightly, smiled with tears in her eyes, and said, "You can touch me with one hand of blood."

Their smiles didn't last long, Wen Qinghan still gently stroked Shi Qingqiu's face, with undisguised affection in his eyes.

When she approached to kiss Qingqiu's lips, one by one, kisses fell on them.

She said softly, "Fortunately, I went. Fortunately, I had seen the old man a long time ago. If I were a step late..." She paused, and her breath trembled: "I can't imagine if I was late. What happens after a step."

If she was a step late, and when Qingqiu was talking to Pan Jiawen, she hadn't noticed that the old man rushing over from the side would be harmed in an unsuspecting state that she would not have dared to think deeply.

Shi Qingqiu bit Wen Qinghan's lips fiercely, staring at Wen Qinghan's eyes full of red bloodshot eyes, Wen Qinghan said painfully, instead of letting go, he kissed her deeper. , Used the injured arm to hold her tightly in his arms.

Slightly exerting effort to make Wen Qinghan sweat on his forehead due to pain, Shi Qingqiu saw that her eyes couldn't hide the pain, and he hurriedly separated, putting his hands outside her bandage, and shouting in an unsteady tone: "Don't move. The doctor said that your right hand can't be moved too hard, do you want to make the wound bleed again?"

The pain faded, Wen Qinghan pulled the corners of his lips and said, "I'm in a hurry, I can't take care of those, and if you can take the initiative, you don't need to worry about it."

When are you still thinking about this kind of thing? She wanted to be angry and amused. Did she think that Wen Qinghan was not keen on love affairs before?

Wen Qinghan's current appearance is no different from before, her eyes are like a ray of clear water, and her cold eyebrows do not contain a trace of nostalgia for the world. Even though her body is now scattered with blood, she still can't conceal the nobleness of her body. The breath of Tsinghua University.

It's just such a person who told her just now that she couldn't take care of her injured hand in order to kiss, and if she took the initiative, she would be able to avoid this kind of thing?

Shi Qingqiu gently pulled away Wen Qinghan's arms, and said in embarrassment, "First, take care of the blood-stained clothes, and then take a bath. Mom will bring food in. You think we are still here in embarrassment. Huh?"

Knowing that she was shy, Wen Qinghan no longer insisted, pulling Shi Qingqiu into it after a "um".

Both of them were more or less stained with blood, so it would be impossible to sit directly on the sofa. After changing his slippers, Wen Qinghan washed his hands and went to the closet to pick out the clothes he wanted to change and put them on the bed.

"Qingqiu, you wear my clothes and the underwear is new. Also, the dressing table is over there, I will take a bath first." Wen Qinghan explained to her concisely.

"Well, I'm going to remove my makeup." Shi Qingqiu glanced at the blood stains in Wen Qinghan's collar, and called her again, "Wait."

She ran into the bathroom in a hurry, touched one by one on the commonly used towels, and found one that was not very dry. After getting a little wet, she came out and said to Wen Qinghan, "Your clothes are stained with blood. I rubbed it in when I accidentally touched it just now. Now it’s dry. I’ll wipe it for you first so that you won’t be able to wash it for a while. Also, wrap a layer of plastic wrap on the outside of the bandage."

Wen Qinghan didn't change his face: "Yeah."

Shi Qingqiu pulled out Wen Qinghan's shirt under her trousers, gritted her teeth, and began to unbutton her.

As the buttons were untied one by one, Wen Qinghan's body slammed into Shi Qingqiu's eyes. Under the beautiful collarbone is the chest wrapped in black underwear, and then, there is a thin waist that is so thin that one arm can encircle it.

Shi Qingqiu closed her eyes, and then wiped Wen Qinghan's blood stains without squinting. In order to distract her attention, she wiped and said, "Qing Han, I will throw your clothes away in a while. The sleeves are complete. If you keep it, you can't wear it anymore."

Wen Qinghan let out another "um", thinking about Shi Qingqiu's unnatural gaze just now, her cheeks were slightly hot.

Taking off his shirt, Shi Qingqiu tore off a large piece of plastic wrap, and gently wrapped it around the warm and light cold bandage, firmly wrapped in two layers, and did not forget to explain: "When washing, you should be careful and try not to let it When this hand touches the water, the blood has been wiped off, and the arm does not need to be washed."

Wen Qinghan felt that the roots of her ears were also hot. When Shi Qingqiu saw her not talking, he raised his head and smiled and asked, "Do you want me to wash it for you?"

"No." Wen Qinghan replied immediately, grabbing the towel on Qingqiu's hand with his left hand, and his voice sounded a little cold: "I remember, it won't touch water, you go to remove makeup, I wash quickly."

"Okay, then I'll wait for you." Shi Qingqiu blinked, and she seemed to have spotted a paper tiger.

Wen Qinghan glanced at her faintly, and walked to the bathroom disheveled with clean clothes.

The bathroom door closed with a "bang" and Shi Qingqiu chuckled. This was the first time she had seen Wen Qinghan look so embarrassed. She paid so much attention to her image, but she couldn't care about anything in a critical moment.

She wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and her emotions were all about the person in the bathroom. Joy, pain, worry, fear, and many other things that she couldn't explain at once, all merged together and squeezed into her heart that was no more than a punch.

With the sound of water in the bathroom, Shi Qingqiu sat down in front of the dressing table to remove makeup.

Wen Qinghan said that the washing was very fast. In fact, after washing for more than half an hour, the whole person walked out refreshingly and cleanly, without a trace of blood.

She drew the long hair that had just been put down to her chest, and struggled to dry the ends of her hair with a towel in her left hand. Shi Qingqiu walked over to take it, and it was almost done in two minutes.

After unwrapping the plastic wrap and throwing it away, Shi Qingqiu finally breathed a sigh of relief. He picked up his clothes and said to Wen Qinghan, "It's time for me to take a shower. Don't move your right hand. Sit or lie down. Don't carry heavy objects."

"I……"

Wen Qinghan stretched out his right hand habitually and didn't know if he wanted to hold it or something, and was immediately pointed at by Shi Qingqiu's fingers, "Hey, I just finished talking about your right hand. What are you going to do?"

Wen Qinghan was very helpless, so he pursed his lips and changed his left hand to hold Shi Qingqiu's waist.

Shi Qingqiu frowned and asked, "What do you want to say?"

Wen Qinghan kissed Shi Qingqiu's profile, and a low and smiling voice sounded in her ear: "I want to tell you that although the nightdress you are holding is mine, I have never worn it. That. When I see it, I think it suits you well. You must be very beautiful when you wear it."

At this time, Wen Qinghan didn't have the usual indifference when his eyebrows were condensed, and his tone was low and gentle, as if a kitten ran to Shi Qingqiu's heart and scratched it with that soft and cute little paw, which was tickling and unbearable.

She bit her lip, her cheeks burning red in despair.