Is it a hallucination?

It must be.

Otherwise, how could he see Ning Xi'er running towards him?

Perhaps it was fate, today she is also wearing a pink and white skirt, doll collar, ruffles, and a double ponytail, she is fresh and cute.

"Where did this girl come from?" There was an uproar from the audience, and someone tried to stop Ning Xi'er, but was glared back by a pair of cold and stunning black eyes.

Song Zhizhou was dressed in a military uniform, followed by a platoon of soldiers, and the scene suddenly exploded.

"Oh no! Everyone, get out! ”

In just a few minutes, the originally lively crowd dispersed.

Song Zhizhou waved his hand and signaled his subordinates not to chase after him. Instead, let everyone surround the boxing ring to protect Ning Xi'er.

Ning Xi'er stumbled up, and before her hand touched Qiao Nancheng, she retracted again.

"Qiaoqiao......" choked cry, like an abandoned stray kitten on the street.

Qiao Nancheng let out a "hmm", his blood-stained fingers struggled to prop himself on the ground, and he barely sat up from the ground.

"Don't move, the doctor will be here soon!" Ning Xi'er panicked and didn't know what to do, "Yes, stop the bleeding, you have to stop the bleeding......"

She took the medical kit handed by Song Zhizhou, and when she saw that Qiao Nancheng was covered with injuries, she couldn't help sobbing, and her hands trembled terribly.

"How did you make yourself like this! You idiot!! ”

Seeing this, Song Zhizhou motioned to his subordinates to come over and help Qiao Nancheng do first aid measures.

Qiao Nancheng's Adam's apple rolled, and he vaguely felt that he might not be able to hold on.

That boxing champion hated him so much that he could barely see Ning Xi'er's face in front of him now.

"Ning Xi'er ......" shouted out the name that he had practiced thousands of times and would not stutter, his thin lips twitched, and he was sickly white, as if he wanted to say something.

Ning Xi'er knelt on the ground and leaned closer to him so that she could hear what he was going to say.

The sentence "I like you" turned a thousand times, but finally stopped at his lips and teeth and turned into a self-deprecating laugh.

What's the use of saying it?

Qiao Nancheng, where are you worthy of her?

What's more, she has a boyfriend, and even if she confesses, it will only be a futile annoyance for her.

"Jojo, what are you going to say?" Ning Xi'er asked with a sniff.

"I want to say......" Qiao Nancheng tugged at the corners of his mouth, smiling a little silly, "I, can I still be your bodyguard?" ”

In a word, Ning Xi'er held back her tears for a long time and completely broke the embankment.

This idiot!

The stupidest fool in the world!

"Yes, you can do it for as long as you want! Qiaoqiao, you hold me up, have you forgotten you, me, and leisurely that we have made an appointment to have barbecue together, and we have to go hiking, go to the comic house to read books, and go to concerts...... And ......"

Ning Xi'er babbled a lot, she didn't dare to stop, she didn't dare for a second.

She was afraid that she would stop, so Qiao Nancheng didn't listen and closed her eyes......

Jojo, you don't die, don't die!

…………

Hospital.

Qiao Nancheng was sent to the emergency room,

Song Zhizhou left temporarily due to an urgent task, and Xiao Xichen went to buy food, leaving Ning Xi'er alone, sitting helplessly on a chair in the corridor, staring at the red "operational" lamp, and holding the corner of her skirt with her little hands.

There was a burst of thunder, and Ning Xi'er shrank into a ball, and it wasn't until a tall and straight figure stood still in front of her that she raised her little face.

"Great White ......"