"I'm weak and can't take care of myself, and I can't help you."
Ning Qiluo suddenly remembered the financial report on TV about Jiang Yingchi, the executive president of Jiang's Group, who had a car accident.
The report only said that it was suspicious, but it was not 100% sure that it was him.
Ning Qiluo saw Jiang Yingchi's current state, and felt that it should be him.
"Hmm." He replied lightly. "Minor car accident."
Ning Qiluo looked around and didn't see anyone, so she said, "I'll go and call the nurse for you, right?" ”
"No, I don't." He frowned and refused.
Ning Qiluo thinks that he is good-looking, but he is not easy to get along with.
But what Jiang Yingchi said next made her stunned.
Jiang Yingchi said: "Don't bother others, just help me." ”
After Ning Qiluo was stunned, her first reaction was to quickly wave her hand and say, "I'm not a nurse." Then he pointed to his head, "You see I still have gauze wrapped around my head, and I'm a patient." ”
Jiang Yingchi looked at her with dark eyes: "I'm sicker than you." ”
Ning Qiluo: "......"
The look in his eyes when he stared at her was a little fierce, and she didn't dare to help him.
Ning Qiluo said awkwardly: "I'm weak and can't take care of myself, and I can't help you." ”
He held out his hand to her, "Come here." ”
Ning Qiluo took a small step.
Jiang Yingchi: "Come over a little more." ”
Ning Qiluo had no choice but to take another small step.
Before Ning Qiluo could react, Jiang Yingchi reached out and wrapped his arms around her neck from the front, then leaned his face on her shoulder, and whispered, "Let me lean on for a while, and then help me in." ”
Ning Qiluo: "......"!!
He was so tall that she had only reached the position of his shoulder.
He bent over her shoulder, how could he possibly be comfortable.
"Aren't you uncomfortable leaning on me like this?" Ning Qiluo asked him.
"No, it won't." He said.
Ke Ning Qiluo felt uncomfortable, and shrugged her shoulders lightly uncomfortably: "Why don't I help you in, it will be more comfortable for you to lie down and rest." ”
As soon as the words fell, I suddenly heard his low voice ask her, "Are you really... Amnesia? ”
Ning Qiluo was inexplicably stunned.
Then I thought about it.
She just ...... I don't seem to have said that she has amnesia in front of him, right?
Did you say that?
Didn't say it!
Did you say it or not?
Ning Qiluo's mind was confused, and she didn't know if she had said it.
At this time, Jiang Yingchi slowly raised her head and looked at her.
At a distance from face to face, he looked up, and the two looked very close.
From his eyes, Ning Qiluo saw an extremely complex and difficult gaze.
For the first time, I was so close to a boy that I was almost sucked in by his misty eyes.
Suddenly, my heart beat a little faster.
"You ......"
"Help me in." He said.
Then he slowly straightened up, but his hand didn't leave her, and instead grabbed her wrist.
Ning Qiluo stared at her wrist.
You say he's seriously ill, and he's quite strong when he holds her.
……
Jiang Yingchi's VIP ward is similar to hers.
Clean, tidy and bright, sofas, coffee tables, and large beds are the same, and there is no smell of disinfectant.
Ning Qiluo carefully helped Jiang Ying to the side of the bed: "You slow down, sit down slowly, slow down, slow down, slow down......"
"How slow?"
He looked up at her, the fog in his eyes lifted, and the darkness was deep.
Ning Qiluo raised her forehead, and then said, "Just, slow, slow down, I'm afraid that you will hurt the wound." ”
"Okay, listen to you, slow down."
When he said this, there was a little smile on the corner of his mouth, and at the same time, it disappeared quickly, making Ning Qiluo almost think that it was his own illusion.
He laughs?
What the hell is he laughing at?