Li Fang thought, isn't it that the eldest young master wants to use practical actions to prove that he is not seriously injured and alleviate your worries?

A nurse over there pushed a wheelchair over, and Wen Qiao helped him: "Sit down." ”

Fu Nanli had already changed into a blue and white striped hospital gown, because of excessive blood loss, his face was sickly pale at this time, Qin Bei pushed the wheelchair to the inpatient department, and Wen Qiao kept holding his hand by his side.

When he arrived at the ward, everyone retreated, Wen Qiao helped him to the hospital bed, then sat on the edge of the bed, reached out to unbutton his hospital gown, and his hand was held down by Fu Nanli, "What are you doing?" ”

Wen Qiao pushed his hand away: "I'll look at your injuries." ”

Fu Nanli grabbed her hand again, "It's bandaged, there is gauze, and you can't see the wound." ”

Wen Qiao raised his eyes and saw that there were still blood stains on his neck that had not been wiped clean, so he hurriedly rummaged through the cabinets, found a pack of wet wipes, pulled one out, and wiped it for him carefully, "Why is there blood here?" ”

"I guess I accidentally splashed it when I pulled out the knife just now, a small injury, don't worry."

Wen Qiao threw away the wet wipes in his hand, and the smell of gunpowder in his voice was obvious, "I'll go to her to settle accounts!" ”

Someone grabbed his wrist and said, "Come back." ”

Wen Qiao was indignant: "Why can she hurt you?" And why are you with her? ”

Fu Nanli's wound was a little painful, leaning on the head of the bed, holding her hand, afraid that as soon as he let go, the little wolf cub would go to complain to him.

"She said something in front of my mother and grandfather with the intention of causing damage, and I warned her a few words."

Wen Qiao suddenly fell silent, turned his head to look at him, and looked at him.

Fu Nanli rubbed her fingers: "What are you looking at?" ”

"Brother Nanli, are you using the radical method?"

Fu Nanli chuckled, "What do you mean?" ”

"Did you deliberately provoke He Yan and let her hurt you, so do you have a reason to punish her with the law?"

Fu Nanli's expression was too unwavering, and he didn't even tremble his eyelids, "I really didn't expect her to hurt me with a knife." ”

Wen Qiao leaned in, "You dare to say you really don't have this idea?" How can you risk your life and joke about your own safety? ”

Fu Nanli chuckled: "Little friend, your brain is too big, I just wanted to warn her, and I didn't expect her to go crazy." ”

Wen Qiao squinted, "Is it really not because He Jun is your friend, if it weren't for your own injury, you really can't let He Yan be brought to justice?" ”

Fu Nanli knocked her on the head: "Okay, don't be imaginative, He Yan is not worth it for me to pull myself in." ”

Wen Qiao looked stupid, "Do you hurt?" ”

Fu Nanli even turned his lips white, the knife pierced violently, and the anesthetic effect subsided at this time, and even his breathing was painful, "It's okay, it's a skin injury." ”

Wen Qiao was distressed, but he couldn't help him share the pain.

After a while, there was a knock on the door, and it was He Jun who came in, and the first thing he said when he came in was, 'Are you okay?' ’

Fu Nanli thought that if He Jun ignored his injuries and only thought about begging for Qingdao dialect for his sister, then he would let He Yan sit through the prison.

He asked, 'Are you okay?', Fu Nanli's face was not so ugly, and he said in a deep voice: "Luckily, your sister has a wrong knife." ”

"I'm sorry." He Jun said, his expression was complicated, like a fish in his throat, and he really didn't know what to say for a while.

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