Qin Qing did less than ten seconds of psychological struggle, and then he automatically confessed.

He smiled and said: "Mr. Shao, this is all my work mistake, I haven't had time to check the lights this morning, I'm going to transfer it now, can you see it?" ”

"Now? You've achieved your goal, is it still useful to transfer it? Shao Zhiyong took a step closer to her, his eyes cold.

Qin Qing seemed to be frightened, and retreated again and again, blinking his eyes, with a look of grievance: "Then Mr. Shao means ......"

"You can't even play the lights well, I don't think you are worthy of curating, why don't you just let Xian, what does Curator Qin think?" Shao Zhiyong pressed forward step by step.

Qin Qing was forced to the side of the display case, unable to retreat, forced to shrink between his arms and chest, trying his best to reduce his sense of presence.

"For example, if this is what Mr. Shao means, I ......"

"Mr. Shao!" A deep voice just interrupted Qin Qing's words.

This voice was not high, even polite, but it was enough for Shao Zhiyong to temporarily divert his attention.

Ji Zheng stood aside, holding a snow-white towel in his hand, and handed it to him with a smile.

"Listening to Qiao Qiao, Mrs. Hart's clothes were soiled by coffee, and Miss Qin seems to be frightened, why don't Mr. Shao help clean it up?"

Shao Zhiyong was stunned for a moment, looked at Qin Ke, and saw Qin Ke staring at Qin Ke with a pair of big eyes full of shock, staring at the hand he blocked Qin Qing.

Shao Zhiyong suddenly retracted his hand as if he had been burned, and was just about to open his mouth to explain, but as soon as Qin Ke turned around, he turned around and ran.

Shao Zhiyong glared at Qin Qing unwillingly, and hurriedly caught up.

Qin Qing breathed a sigh of relief, her legs were weak, and she almost collapsed, Ji Zheng held her in time and asked in a low voice, "Frightened?" ”

"It's not."

Qin Qing's face was not good, his forehead was full of beads of sweat, and he raised his hand to show Ji Zheng.

The hand wrapped in gauze was oozing blood, and the gap between the bandages had been stained red with dried blood, and she smiled helplessly at him: "I was in a hurry just now, and I used this hand to help Mrs. Hart." ”

"I'll take you to the hospital." Ji Zheng leaned over to hug her.

Qin Qing pushed: "I'll go see Mrs. Hart first." ”

"There's Qiao Qiao."

"But I have to apologize personally." Qin Qing insisted.

"You hold me to rest my breath and wait until I explain it to Mrs. Hart before I go to the hospital." Ji Zheng hesitated, but agreed.

Qin Qing endured the pain and helped Ji Zheng back to the office.

The so-called lounge there is a small cubicle used by Qin Qing to change clothes, which is closed on all sides.

Mrs. Hart had changed into the plum blue cheongsam, and Qiao Qiao was curling her hair, her attention had obviously been attracted by the new hairstyle, and the anger on her face had dissipated cleanly.

Seeing Qin Qing come in, she smiled and asked in the mirror, "Miss Qin, am I beautiful in this cheongsam?" ”

"It's beautiful."

Qin Qing gave Ji Zheng a look, he immediately opened her small safe, took out a gold-inlaid jade hairpin from it, Qin Qing took it and handed it to Qiao Qiao, and motioned for her to put it on for Mrs. Hart.

Qiao Qiao was stunned for a moment, hesitated, but still smiled, and inserted it into the top of Mrs. Hart's bun.

"Oh!"

Mrs. Hart stood up in surprise: "This is not going to work. ”

She wanted to take off the hairpin.

Qin Qing shook his head: "This is my gift to apologize for my sister." ”

"She just stained my clothes." Mrs. Hart shrugged unconcernedly.

"But she seems to make you angry."

"I was very upset with her attitude towards artwork, but...... Maybe she's just not suitable for art exhibitions, and if she's Miss Qin's younger sister, I can only say that please advise her to leave the museum and choose another job, otherwise it will hurt the artwork. Mrs. Hart insisted on taking off the hosta, wanting to hold Qin Qing's hand, only to find that one of her hands was wrapped in gauze.

"Yesterday, when I was inspecting the repair supplies, Miss Qin Ke knocked over the strong acid water, and Sister Qing burned her hand with strong acid in order to protect other repair tools, which was very serious." Qiao Qiao immediately explained.

"Then you should go to the hospital, immediately!" Mrs. Hart was a little excited.

"It's okay, I'll go in a while, but before I go, I still want to sincerely apologize to you." Qin Qing took a half step back and bowed.

Mrs. Hart scrambled to pick her up.

"I think Mr. Shao and his fiancée still have too little knowledge of you and the artwork. Miss Qin, thank you for letting me see your extreme respect for artworks. My husband and I will clarify the issue of the damage to the artwork on our social media accounts. But I can't take this precious hairpin. She handed it to Qiao Qiao and motioned for her to return it to Qin Qing.

Qin Qing secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"I'll think about your suggestion, I'll go to the hospital now, and I'll be back before the live broadcast in the afternoon. Until then, Qiao Qiao can be there for you. ”

"I like Miss Joe a lot." Mrs. Hart was obviously sincere in what she said, and she even took Qiao Qiao's hand.

Qin Qing breathed a sigh of relief, secretly gave Qiao Qiao an encouraging look, and helped Ji Zheng out.

As soon as he went out, Ji Zheng leaned over and hugged her horizontally.

"Silly boy, Qiao Qiao hasn't closed the door yet!" Qin Qing roared in a hurry.

Ji Zheng glared at her with a hideous face, she thought he was shy, and immediately shrunk her neck and stopped squeaking.

The two of them didn't say anything all the way, and when they arrived at the hospital, Ji Zheng carried her out of the car as usual and sent her in.

The doctor didn't seem surprised that Qin Qing would hurt his hand, and calmly removed the bandage and applied medicine.

It was Qin Qing, who was heart-rending in pain, grabbing the armrest of the chair with his right hand, trembling all over.

Ji Zheng was in a hurry, took her in his arms, and asked the doctor: "Can't you give her painkillers!" ”

"Yes."

The doctor calmly raised his head and asked Qin Qing, "Would you like to sleep?" ”

"How long do you sleep?"

"4 hours minimum."

"Forget it...... I endured. Qin Qing was aggrieved and pulled Ji Zheng's sleeve: "Get me a towel to bite." ”

"Painkillers, huh?" Ji Zheng saw that her face was white in pain, and she was distressed to death, so she coaxed her in a low voice.

"There will be a live broadcast in the afternoon."

"It's good if it hurts, if you know it hurts, you won't do anything wrong in the future." The doctor said lazily.

Ji Zheng's expression looked a little like wanting to hit someone, and Qin Qing hurriedly grabbed him: "Then, then you buy me a cup of coffee, iced!" ”

"During the treatment, you can't drink coffee." The doctor threw out a sentence coldly.

"What about smoking?"

"Do you have common sense? There is no brochure at the door, take it back and look at it. The doctor glanced at her, a flash of surprise in his eyes, and his tone was calmer.

"The little girl is beautiful, and she doesn't want to have an ugly hand full of scars, so she should cooperate well!"

Qin Qing: ......

You're only a little girl, and your mother is twenty-eight!

After a few rounds back and forth, Qin Qing came back to his senses and wrapped his hands!

She couldn't help but look at the doctor gratefully, who knew that as soon as the doctor turned around, washed his hands and left.

Qin Qingmu sent his back away, and sighed to Ji Zheng: "This doctor's back is very handsome, how does he look, is he good-looking?" ”

"It's ugly!"