"I don't work, how can you shareholders pay dividends?" Qi Jiahe said expressionlessly, completely blocking the conversation, and then raised his legs and walked upstairs.

Qi Qingshu was obviously choked again, looking at him speechless with a stiff face, and the hand holding the teacup trembled slightly with anger.

Shi Yin couldn't help but laugh and followed Qi Jiahe upstairs, finally no longer having to see her yin and yang weird face.

Although she didn't laugh out loud, Qi Jiahe seemed to know what she was thinking, so she walked forward without squinting and said lightly: "Very proud?"

Shi Yin quickly suppressed a smile and denied: "No." ”

Qi Jiahe glanced at her idly, and his face was pale that could not be concealed.

He quickly withdrew his gaze, but Shi Yin could still see at a glance that his complexion was obviously worse than before.

Suddenly, her heart raced, and she asked without thinking, "Does it hurt?"

Qi Jiahe didn't speak, just lowered his eyes and glared at her silently.

A servant came up with washing utensils and called in a low voice, "Third young master, young lady." ”

Soon, she passed by the three of them.

Shi Yin realized that he had said the wrong thing, so he pursed his mouth and stopped talking, and his face was a little ugly.

When the servant walked away and there were only three people left in the corridor, Qi Jiahe whispered, "What are you asking me to say about you?"

Shi Yin was panicked by what he said, and he knew that he had made a mistake, so he didn't dare to speak again for a while.

She's just concerned about it.

Fortunately, Qi Jiahe didn't prepare to say anything more about her, and the three of them came to his room and opened the door in turn.

Amu walked forward quickly, put the briefcase on the bedside table, and immediately turned back, and quickly helped Qi Jiahe to sit on the bed.

This kung fu, his face was already as pale and terrifying as paper, Shi Yin stood in the room, watching Qi Jiahe sit on the edge of the bed with his head down, breathing deeply and shallowly, looking extremely tired.

Shi Yin also didn't sleep all night, but he was not injured at all, so he was only a little tired, seeing Qi Jiahe's appearance, she knew that he must be injured a lot, and the seemingly relaxed appearance before was all pretended to be forced.

Her heart tightened, and she didn't dare to go up rashly to ask for warmth, so she approached to see him.

Amu quickly reached out and took the briefcase, reached in and touched it, but what he took out was not a document, but a whole row of transparent reagents and a set of disposable syringes.

Shi Yin paused in surprise and couldn't help asking, "What is this?"

Qi Jiahe didn't say anything, I don't know if he didn't have the strength to answer or didn't bother to talk to her at all, but Amu explained: "Although painkillers and injectable drugs are not as convenient as oral drugs, they are more effective." ”

Shi Yin watched with bated breath as Amu skillfully put on gloves, disinfected, and then injected Qi Jiahe's wrist.

But I couldn't help but think in my heart: Amu doesn't seem to have done this kind of thing for the first time, has Qi Jiahe been injured like this before?

After a tube of injections was completed, she couldn't help but look at Qi Jiahe's expression, but saw him sitting at the head of the bed with his eyes closed, his face still pale.

She also knew that the effect of the medicine must not be so fast, but her heart still couldn't help but be hanged.

"How long can this last?" After a long silence, she couldn't help but ask Amu.

After all, the gunshot wound is a very serious injury, and Qi Jiahe can be tossed like this by a big man, so it can be seen that the injury should not be underestimated.

"Four to six hours. Amu replied, "It can be used together with oral medicine to prolong the effect of the drug." ”

In between speaking, Shi Yin heard Qi Jiahe whispering "Amu".

Although there was a bit of fatigue in his tone, he could hear that he had regained some vitality.

Amu hurriedly responded.

"The police are still waiting for news, you go over and deal with it, and leave the matter of refilling the medicine to Shi Yin. ”

Qi Jiahe said this, slowly raised his head and glanced at Shi Yin, although his face was still pale, it was much better than Fang Cai, it could be seen that the medicine was working.

Shi Yin was shocked, and hurriedly said, "I don't know how to get an injection." ”

Amu looked at her, his face a little hesitant.

"It's not difficult to find the right place to get a needle. Qi Jiahe stared at her with a pair of dark eyes, and his tone was not good or bad, "Aren't you a chef, do you have trembling hands?"

That being said, Shiyin has never done such a thing, and it is inevitable that he will be flustered, and the reason for this is still due to the fear of heterosexual contact.

In case she can't hold the needle at all then, and Amu is not around, isn't Qi Jiahe finished?

Thinking of this, she immediately refused: "I can't. ”

Qi Jiahe's face turned gloomy, and he seemed to be very dissatisfied with her determination.

Seeing that he seemed to have a precursor to getting angry, Amu hurriedly spoke to comfort Shi Yin: "It's okay, Miss Shi, it's very simple, I can teach you." ”

"It's not a question of teaching or not teaching. Shi Yin was also anxious, but he didn't know how to explain his situation to Amu, "I'...... I can't do this, I can't do it. ”

Amu opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but Qi Jiahe had already opened his mouth a little angrily: "Can't your hands do something useful except for cooking?"

There was silence in the room, Shi Yin looked at Qi Jiahe with a pair of black and white eyes, and his heart sank suddenly, crumbling, and bottomless.

She was suddenly a little sad, but when she remembered what Qi Jiahe said last night when he protected her under her, she felt a little distressed.

She just stood straight and looked at Qi Jiahe, pursed her lips vigorously, her chest was sore, but she didn't say a word.

Seeing that her face was a little ugly, Amu hurriedly persuaded her: "Miss Shi is afraid that she won't be able to do well, it doesn't matter, I'll just come over in advance when the time comes, you just take care of Mr. Qi." ”

"No, I don't. Qi Jiahe interrupted him with a cold face, "I'll come by myself." ”

Amu was stunned, "But ......"

"It's just a broken hand, and it's not wasted. He looked at Shi Yin indifferently, "Don't be embarrassed for her." ”

Shi Yin met his indifferent gaze, and only felt extremely uncomfortable, but he had nothing to say, after all, it was indeed her who didn't help.

After a few seconds of silence, she whispered, "I can disinfect it for you." ”

Qi Jiahe didn't respond, closed his eyelids and leaned back to the head of the bed, as if he was too lazy to take care of her.

Seeing this, Amu first sighed quietly, and then said to Shi Yin: "Then I'll go first, I'll finish things as soon as possible, if there is anything, just call me." ”

Shi Yin pursed his lips and nodded, then remembered and asked him, "Where is the oral medicine?"

Amu glanced at the briefcase on the bedside table and said, "It's all in the bag, Qi always knows how to use it." Miss Shi, you have worked hard. ”