[Chapter 117]: A conversation
The car slowly moved towards the city. Bai Xiaobai drove. Sun Qian and Ran Zhiqi sat in the back, Ran Zhiqi's little face almost always had tears, holding Sun Qian in his arms, and he was constantly blaming himself all the way. Looking at Ran Zhiqi's expression, Sun Qian said with a smile on his face: "If you cry again, you will become a little flower cat, don't worry, I can't die yet." ”
"But...... But you shed a lot of blood. Ran Zhiqi, who was holding Sun Qian, was almost full of Sun Qian's blood on his hands, feeling the blood that had become cold, and a strong sense of self-blame was constantly filling Ran Zhiqi's heart. kept thinking about the worst thoughts in his mind, if Sun Qian really died like this, would he be able to live well?
"I'm in the prime of life, and this little blood is nothing. Rest assured, a top Chinese medicine doctor and a top Western doctor are here, how could I die! Lying in Ran Zhiqi's soft arms, feeling the fragrance of Ran Zhiqi's body, that feeling is very comfortable, Sun Qian really wants to lie down like this, although it is not a beauty in her arms, at least it is in the arms of a beauty, and the happiness is almost the same!
"Yes." Ran Zhiqi's aggrieved little face nodded fiercely.
The car quickly drove to Bai Xiaobai's laboratory, and since Sun Qian had a gunshot wound on his body, it was likely to cause some unnecessary trouble if he was sent to the hospital. Bai Xiaobai's medical skills are superb, and the minor operation of taking out bullets is simply handy.
The two of them helped Sun Qian into the operating room, and Sun Qian reluctantly squeezed out a smile on his face and said, "I really doubt how you can have such a place!" ”
"Don't talk nonsense, let's talk about it after the operation." Bai Xiaobai said angrily. Put Sun Qian on the operating table, and while preparing the surgical supplies, he said to Ran Zhiqi: "Take off his shirt." ”
Ran Zhiqi, who was full of tears, nodded, took off Sun Qian's clothes, the golden silk armor inside had already pierced a hole, Sun Qian let Ran Zhiqi take off the armor, Bai Xiaobai, who had prepared everything, was about to operate on Sun Qian, took out the warhead on his back, and inadvertently saw the golden silk armor that Ran Zhiqi put aside, a touch of surprise appeared on his face, a touch of heat flashed in his eyes, he thought about it, and turned his head and began to operate on Sun Qian.
Taking out the warhead, Bai Xiaobai wrapped a bandage around Sun Qian, and remained silent all the time, as if he was thinking about something. After wrapping the bandage, Bai Xiaobai said softly, "Have a good rest." I'll go out for a bit. ”
Looking at Bai Xiaobai's thoughtful expression, Sun Qian was puzzled for a moment, didn't think too much, lay down on the □□ looked at Ran Zhiqi with a self-blaming expression, and said with a smile: "What's wrong?" ”
"Sun Qian, I'm sorry, it's all my fault." Ran Zhiqi bit her lower lip lightly, not knowing what to say.
"Fools, we don't need to say sorry between us. As I said, I can ignore life and death for your sake. That's what I promise I like women to be able to keep. Sun Qian said with a smile on the corner of his mouth.
"Sun Qian." Ran Zhiqi, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, hugged Sun Qian, and tears couldn't stop flowing. A sense of happiness gradually spreads in the heart.
Patting Ran Zhiqi, who was hugging him, Sun Qian said comfortingly: "Okay, okay, isn't it okay!" By the way, you called your aunt, and she also knew about it. ”
"Yes." Ran Zhiqi nodded lightly, picked up the mobile phone and explained to Dong Caihua, what else did she want to say over there, Ran Zhiqi hung up the phone with some impatience, and said with a smile to Sun Qian: "I'll pour you a glass of water." ”