Keenly aware of Qi Jiahe's subtle emotional changes, Shi Yin was silent and did not speak again.

He didn't seem to want to talk about it.

Thinking about it, he is usually so busy, he must not have time to read these books, no wonder most of the study is some reference books.

But just thinking about it like this, Shi Yin still felt that he could read more than 7,000 books in the study, which was too powerful.

"Where did you get the time to read such books?" Shi Yin was very puzzled: he usually spends most of his time in Bihaiwan, and obviously rarely goes back to his old mansion, and these books should have been read in his early years.

"I used to see it, and there was nothing surprising about it. ”

As he spoke, he took his briefcase and sat at the head of the bed to take out the potion, trying to get it out of the box with one hand, a little awkwardly.

The left hand is completely immobile, which is really inconvenient.

A little irritability rose from his heart, Qi Jiahe frowned, and the movements in his hands paused.

In the next second, the briefcase was reached out and taken by Shi Yin.

Crackling and pouring everything on the bed, she fiddled with it twice, and soon found the potion and syringe that Amu had taken out earlier in a pile of potions.

Holding medicine in one hand and needle in the other, she looked at Qi Jiahe and asked, "How to use it?"

The latter looked at her coldly for a few seconds before he asked coldly, "Aren't you only responsible for disinfection?"

"I'll do what I can do, it's inconvenient for you after all, and-" Shi Yin paused, "Yesterday, thanks to you, I was able to save the day." ”

"Why don't you say it's thanks to me that my life hangs by a thread?" Qi Jiahe sneered, looking at her with an uncertain meaning.

Shi Yin pursed his lips, put on medical gloves with a somewhat rusty movement, and knocked on the medicine bottle decently before saying: "I have to admit that the danger factor of your wife is indeed quite high, even if it is just a name, there is a risk of being knocked out at any time." ”

"If you're afraid, just say it, I don't expect you to die for me. ”

Qi Jiahe lowered his eyebrows lightly, and there was a little more self-deprecation in his tone.

"I'm afraid, but I'm ......," Shi Yin stopped what he was doing, and thought for a few seconds before he said, "I feel that there are not many people you can trust, and it is rare to have the opportunity to share the weal and woe with you, so I can't seize the opportunity to become your confidant in one fell swoop? ”

Hearing this, Qi Jiahe looked at her with a somewhat exploratory gaze for a while, before he slightly hooked the corners of his lips, and on his pale face, the extremely faint smile looked a little bewitching.

"Your self-confidence is really inexplicable, and it makes people wonder. He said, "Do you think that will make me trust you?"

"I don't know how strict your definition of trust is. Shi Yin shook the needle in front of him, and a somewhat triumphant smile appeared on his face, "However, if you can't trust me, can you rest assured that I will do this?

"Just you?" Qi Jiahe sneered, his face full of disdain, "No matter how much more hands you give you, you may not be able to hurt me in the slightest." ”

"It seems that Mr. Qi's level of self-confidence is not inferior to mine. Shi Yin nodded thoughtfully, "It's quite puzzling." ”

Qi Jiahe frowned and looked at her, as if he was a little unhappy that she was using her own words to block herself, but seeing that she seemed to be ready to disinfect him, he still didn't say anything, seeing that she was holding a cotton swab dipped in disinfectant and approaching him carefully, he quietly rolled up the sleeve of his left hand to facilitate her to find the right place.

Noticing his cooperation, Shi Yin wanted to laugh very much, but he could only hold it back, and he detoxified the blue and purple veins.

She can only do it here, the injection step will inevitably come into contact with the skin, and Qi Jiahe needs to come by herself.

If she takes it seriously, she thinks she's learning.

After a tube of potions, he didn't even frown, and his face was still obviously pale.

Shi Yin handed him a cotton swab at the right time to stop the bleeding, but when he withdrew his hand, he suddenly noticed a small white mark on his forearm.

She froze for a moment, some fragmented fragment flashing through her mind. Her heart slammed, and she didn't know why, but she always had an ominous premonition.

So, she stared at the small mark and pretended to be nothing, "Is that a scar?"

When Qi Jiahe heard this, he glanced at her lightly, and he didn't hide it, just sat down and let her see, and responded with a "hmm" in his mouth.

"How did you get here?" she asked, with a blank look of curiosity.

Qi Jiahe paused, threw away the cotton swab, and reached out to flick the sleeve down to cover the obvious scar, as if he was not happy to let her see it.

Then he said lightly: "Isn't it common for people like me to have injuries on their bodies?"

Shi Yin retracted his gaze, and said while cleaning up the medicines scattered on the bed: "Yes." ”

As soon as the words fell, there was a knock on the door.

Shi Yin was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously glanced at Qi Jiahe, but saw that he couldn't have packed up his sleeves naturally, and the whole person didn't look abnormal at all.

She asked, "Who?" as she packed her things at the speed of light and stuffed her briefcase into a drawer on the bedside table.

Through the door panel, the other party's voice sounded muffled: "I, Qi Dongqing." ”

Shi Yin and Qi Jiahe glanced at each other, and saw that he didn't say anything, so they stepped forward and opened the door.

Qi Dongqing was standing at the door, looking at her with a smile on his face, and his tone was a little narrow: "It's been so long to open the door, am I bothering you?"

"Nope. Shi Yin smiled generously and leaned sideways to make way for him, "Please come in." ”

Qi Dongqing passed by her and entered the house, Shi Yin smelled a faint smell of smoke, so he looked at his back with a little surprise.

"The third child, the third child, why do you have to toss yourself so much?"

As soon as Shi Yin closed the door with his front foot, he heard Qi Dongqing sigh and open his mouth, and when he raised his eyes to look over, he saw Qi Dongqing standing by the bed looking at Qi Jiahe, shaking his head slightly.

Qi Jiahe didn't know when he picked up the book that had been placed on the bed before, and he was leaning on the head of the bed and watching, when he heard this, he raised his eyelids idly and glanced at Qi Dongqing, and said lightly: "What do you mean?"

"What about pretending to be in front of me?" Qi Dongqing looked at him and chuckled, sat down on the edge of the bed, and gently picked his left hand with a finger that he put his clenched fist on his lower abdomen, and unsurprisingly saw him frowning.

Qi Dongqing smiled and shook his head, "It's not light, right?"

Qi Jiahe glanced at him, didn't speak, lowered his eyes and continued to read.

Shi Yin chuckled in his heart, and said in his heart, could he have seen that Qi Jiahe was injured?

Thinking of this, she was a little anxious, but she still smiled sensibly: "What doesn't hurt, it's just that I fell on my pillow when I slept last night, and my arms are not easy to move." ”