Chapter 25: Stitches
Bo Qingchen's slightly narrowed eyes opened slightly, and he slowly turned his head sideways. Just as he was about to speak, his eyes suddenly contracted.
Only then did he see clearly that the wound on the woman's forehead was so ugly that he was afraid that it would not only require stitches but even a scar. And Shi Ran's appearance didn't care at all, she didn't even pay attention to this pain, and let the blood flow between her foreheads!
Bo Qingchen frowned, didn't think at all, opened the box behind the seat, took out a clean towel and threw it on Shi Ran's face.
"Fuzhou, go to the hospital."
"You, don't talk to me until the dirty blood stops! I'm dirty! The dark tide welled under the man's long eyelashes, and he tried to ignore the strangeness in his heart.
Blame all this on the fact that he has a habit of cleanliness, and Shi Dye is dirty at the moment! It was so dirty that his heart missed a second.
"Okay boss." Assistant Sun stepped on the accelerator.
And Shi Ran, with a stiff face, ripped off the towel on his head and pressed the bleeding wound.
She sneered in her heart, she thought for a moment that she had seen Bo Qingchen's distressed eyes. She suppressed the bitterness in her heart and closed her eyes full of disappointment.
Shi Ran, what are you still fantasizing? This man, who is merciful to anyone, will not be kind to you. And you just said that.
First Hospital, Department of Surgery.
The doctor carefully treated the wound on his forehead, and his eyes were bright with appreciation, and the girl did not take anesthetic and stitched five stitches without saying a word. After the operation, he comforted her even more regretfully: "Don't touch the water in the wound recently, although there is a chance that there will be scars, but it can be eliminated by medical beauty in the later stage." ”
"Thank you, doctor." Shi Ran said thank you at the top of his throat, but there was no wave in his heart.
Looks, which are extremely important to ordinary women, she doesn't care at all now.
Standing beside him was Bo Qingchen, the man frowned, and the ringing of his mobile phone in his pocket interrupted his thoughts. He took out the phone and looked at the mobile phone number, subconsciously reached out and rubbed his somewhat sore eyebrows, pressed the answer button, and the person also turned around and walked to the hospital corridor.
"Grandpa, what's the matter?"
After a few words, the man frowned and hung up the phone, "Okay, I got it." ”
As soon as the old man's phone was cut off, the ringtone rang again, and Bai Weiwei's number appeared on the display.
Bo Qingchen pursed his thin lips, impatience flashed in his eyes, remembering the old man's explanation just now, he still pressed the answer button, "Sue the old man, Bai Weiwei, you can't do it now." ”
Bai Weiwei, who was originally ecstatic because the man answered the phone, turned white in an instant, she quickly lowered her voice and said in a coquettish tone, "How can there be, it was the old man who called me and I didn't receive it, the assistant helped me answer and said that I was injured, Achen, I didn't mean to make grandpa worry." ”
After saying that, she burst into tears, as if she had been greatly wronged.
Bo Qingchen rubbed his eyebrows irritably again, and his tone was soft, "Is the wound serious?" ”
On the other end of the phone, Bai Weiwei smiled smugly when she heard this, and sure enough, she took out the old man, and Bo Qingchen had nothing to do with her. She thought so, but her voice was still as pitiful as pear blossoms and falling rain, "Achen, what a big wound, people are afraid, I'm almost at the first hospital, can you come to see me?" ”
"Huh? First Hospital? Bo Qingchen suddenly thought of something, and just asked. There was the sound of high heels clattering on the ground in the distance, and the man's ears really heard the woman's delicate and happy scream, "Achen, why are you here!"
Could it be that we have the same heart, and you came to accompany me so soon! ”