Yu Xi's injuries were not light, his left arm was fractured, there were multiple contusions on his body, and his head was also hit and he had a slight concussion.

She put on a plaster cast and was pushed into the ward by the nurse, and Bo Qianchuan was anxious in the corridor, wanting to follow up, but she couldn't save face.

"Sir, won't you go in and see your wife?"

The nurses who went out were a little overwhelmed, and their tones were a little unkind.

Bo Qianchuan silently pushed open the ward, Yu Xi had just woken up, his face was swollen like a pig's head, and there were freshly scabbed wounds on his lips, looking pitiful and fragile.

"Thin ......"

In addition to Bo Xingyu, she is still Bo Xingyu in her world.

Bo Qianchuan didn't pretend to be amorous, helped her tuck the quilt, and his tone was no longer as vicious as before, but said softly, "Don't worry, I'll let Sister Wu accompany him at home." ”

Before leaving, he said again, "Take care of your injuries, don't think about the divorce, I won't touch him." ”

Not many people know about Yu Xi's fall, as the wife of the president of the Bo family, she will always fall into the hands of people when she falls like this in her own home.

Early in the morning of the third day, Xia Zhiguang got the news and hurried to the hospital. He entered the door and took off his hat and mask, and when he saw Yu Xi's tragic appearance, his breathing stopped for half a beat.

"How did you fall?"

"Roll down the stairs."

Yu Xi has improved compared to the previous two days, but the wound on her face has become darker, and coupled with the swelling, it looks more serious.

"Did Bo Qianchuan beat you?"

Xia Zhiguang was about to explode, his mind was full of pictures of Bo Qianchuan beating Yu Xi, rolling up his sleeves and about to rush out, but Yu Xi shouted with a smile.

"The kind of person Bo Qianchuan, even if he is a domestic violence, he has to find a thug, beat me, isn't it dirty his hands?"

Xia Zhiguang stopped his movements, looked back at Yu Xi, recognized the truth of her words from her expression, and hung his head for a while before sighing, "I really don't care about the two of you." But on Ponzi's side, I have already taken promotional photos, but they have intensified their efforts to ask me to post on Weibo, and I really don't want to do it. ”

"You are an artist in the company, you can do whatever you want to do, don't be foolish yourself."

As soon as Yu Xi took out the manager's shelf, what he said still had a bit of weight, and Xia Zhiguang didn't want to stimulate her as a patient anymore, so after chatting a few words, he received a call from the economist and hurriedly left the hospital.

Yu Xi's ears were clear, and he was thinking about calling home to ask about the situation, when the door of the ward opened again, and this time it was Bo Qianchuan who came in.

He was dressed in a delicate suit, his hands were empty, and he didn't look like he was sick.

"Mr. Bo, is there something wrong?"

Yu Xi has been sober for the past two days, and she is haunted by the events of that night, if it weren't for Bo Qianchuan, she wouldn't have fallen like this.

Bo Asakawa clapped his hands, and several chefs in chef uniforms came in outside the door, each holding a covered plate in their hands.

"I heard that you have a bad appetite in the past two days and haven't eaten much, so I found a few chefs, you see which one suits your appetite, and let him cook it for you every day."

The luxury of rich people is really in their bones, Yu Xi looks down on Bo Qianchuan in his heart, but his stomach is empty, these chefs are all skilled, and the aroma of food jumps straight to his nose.

"Bo Qianchuan, are you here to atone for your sins?"

The air was still for a second, and Bo Qianchuan's eyes dodged for a moment, avoiding Yu Xi's playful eyes, and coughed lightly.

"Yes."