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"Fu Xiche, what's your blood type?"

When we were chatting once, Yan'er asked him with a smile, and he replied indifferently: "O, if you need it one day, I'll give you as much as you want!" ”

But I forgot to ask her what blood type she is!

"I'm blood type O, you can have as much as you want!" Fu Xiche replied in embarrassment, raising his hand and pulling open the cuffs.

The doctor shook his head for a moment, ready to take a blood test.

"A," a gentle voice sounded, Qi Ziran guarded Qi Ziyan's side, and said, "I am her brother." ”

Within a few minutes, the first aid had been taken care of, and the delicate girl was sleeping peacefully, the number on the meter beating at normal. The miserable little face finally returned to its normal blood color.

Qi Ziran raised his eyes and looked at Fu Xiche.

The glass-colored eyes sank, and he hit the nail on the head and said: "You don't know half of her as well as Jinshi, don't love her, let her die as soon as possible." ”

Fu Xiche's eyes were dark, and he clenched his fists tightly, unable to refute a word.

A childhood sweetheart made in heaven, a gentleman who plays flowers, who will the elder brother choose for his sister?

Qi Ziran was not optimistic about them from the beginning.

"Don't be with her easily out of guilt, or rather, take advantage of her injury, you think it through. At this time, she will be completely desperate for you. Qi Ziran saw through it, and even pointed the way.

"I only have one sister."

Listening to Qi Ziran's words, Fu Xiche clenched his fists tightly, and his joints "gurgled".

He doesn't have time to think about whether he likes Yan'er anymore.

From Yan'er throwing herself into his arms and being injured, and now sleeping peacefully and soundly, there seems to be a lamp in his heart, which suddenly extinguishes the boundless darkness, and blooms brightly and brightly, and he can't help himself.

"I will spoil her, love her, and make her happy."

Make her happy.

Qi Ziran chewed these four words lightly, looked at Yan'er's porcelain-white face, and then looked at Fu Xiche's fist that had not let go from beginning to end, his glass-colored eyes moved, and he didn't pour cold water after all.

......

In the middle of the night, Xia Yimo and Mu Jingchen came back from the hospital.

In the car, the girl's small face, which was not very good-looking, was written with obvious concern. Even if he was tired and sleepy, he couldn't sleep, and he chatted with Mu Jingchen without a match.

"Mu Jingchen, you said Fu Xiche was fine, right?" Xia Yimo thought about Fu Xiche's appearance in the ward when he left the hospital, and his little face became more solemn: "He was covered in blood and only wore a shirt, looking embarrassed and sad." ”

"Him?"

Mu Jingchen's eyes deepened, and he raised his hand to rub her little head: "When Fu Xiche's mother died in the hospital, he was only a few years old. His father was not there at the time, and he survived the situation. Yan'er is temporarily unconscious, the danger period has passed, and it will be much better after tonight. ”

Xia Yimo: "Fu Xiche hasn't spoken to anyone for a long time, Xiao Xiao bought him hot coffee and didn't drink it." "If you don't wait for Yan'er to wake up, Fu Xiche will finish first, it will be miserable.

Mu Jingchen smiled lowly and glanced at her meaningfully: "You seem to be worried about Fu Xiche?" ”

Xia Yimo: ". ”

The car stopped at the door of her house, Xia Yimo opened her seat belt, got out of the car, and pulled Mu Jingchen into the door: "It's too late, don't go back, sleep at my house." ”

Chen Shao said that he had no intention of going home.

Walking into the living room, Mu Jingchen grabbed his trouser pocket and asked knowingly: "Momo, which room do I sleep in?" ”

Xia Yimo laughed for a while: "......" pretend, and then continue to pretend!

Shameless, she obviously walked to the door of her bedroom.

Xia Yimo: "You sleep in the guest room!" ”