"Nan Qiao, Nan Qiao, where are you?"

"Nan Qiao."

Facing the calls one after another, looking for Nan Qiao, he finally heard this voice, stood up and waved his hand, "I'm here!" ”

A group of people ran towards Nan Qiao's direction and found Nan Qiao.

Seeing Nan Qiao for the first time, Anno was almost frightened and fainted, because at this moment, Nan Qiao's entire face was wiped with blood, except for the two bars where the tears flowed were white. I don't know, I thought it was possessed by an evil spirit.

"Joe, how did you become like this?" Anno was so frightened that her face turned a little pale, and she thought that Nan Qiao had been injured in some way.

"Jojo, are you hurt? Is there anything wrong with it? My brother brought a doctor here. Murong Chen rushed forward and grabbed Nan Qiao's hands, and directly left Anno behind.

looked at Nan Qiao's whole body nervously, and found that except for the blood stains on his face, there didn't seem to be any injuries in other places, so he gradually relaxed.

"Brother, I'm not injured, but he was injured, and he was beaten a lot to save me, brother, please help people take a look." Nan Qiao stomped his foot in a hurry.

And at this moment, the blood on Huo Yichen's face was indeed scary enough, and Murong Chen hurriedly called the doctor behind him to treat Huo Yichen.

"It's good that it's not hurt." Murong Chen hugged Nan Qiao tightly in his arms, not caring at all that the blood on Nan Qiao's face would rub against his expensive suit, and there was a lost look on his face.

If something happens to my sister like this, what face will I have to see my grandfather in the future.

This time my sister had an accident, and it was completely my own dereliction of responsibility.

If he could have done a little better, nothing like this would have happened to his sister.

"Brother's kidnappers are in the industrial and chemical plant in the back." Nan Qiao saw that the doctor had begun to treat Huo Yichen's injuries, and soon the bleeding on his head stopped, so he couldn't hold back his crying.

"Okay, leave the rest to me, you go back and rest first, don't think about it so much."

Nan Qiao opened his mouth to speak.

In the end, he only replied, "Yes." ”

After experiencing such a turmoil, Nan Qiao was indeed tired, and after making sure that Huo Yichen's life was not in danger, Nan Qiao relaxed his nerves and fell asleep in the car.

After going back, Huo Yichen was sent to the hospital, although the doctor brought by Murong Chen had stopped Huo Yichen's bleeding, but the specific situation could only be determined after going to the hospital for examination.

The first thing Nan Qiao did after waking up was to find Huo Yichen.

Ran down from the room barefoot, and the old hen soup for Nan Qiao's body was stewed in the kitchen, and at this time, Murong Chen seemed to be in the study, and who to call should be dealing with things.

"Miss, why did you come down? Go to bed and have a good rest, I'll stew this chicken soup right away, and serve it to Miss. ”

Nan Qiao could already smell the aroma of the chicken soup, "Uncle, you help me pack this soup, and I'll come down and get it soon." ”

Nan Qiao quickly rushed back to his room, changed his clothes, and crept downstairs.

It's just that the chef in the kitchen has already packed the chicken soup.

"Miss, what are you going to do?" The chef asked, puzzled.

"Nothing." Nan Qiao mentioned the chicken soup, "I'll go first, trouble my uncle will talk to my brother later, so that he doesn't worry about me." ”

Nan Qiao took the chicken soup and went to the hospital where Huo Yichen was staying in his own special car, and after inquiring about the room number from Anno, Nan Qiao rushed straight into the ward as soon as he entered the hospital.

In front of Huo Yichen's bed in the ward, there was no guardian guarding him, and the young man was not awake at the moment.

The young man's face was pale, his eyebrows were thick, his eye sockets were deep, and he was lying on the bed in a hospital gown, his eyes closed, and he fell into a deep sleep.

Nan Qiao opened the door and took a stool, sat in front of Huo Yichen's bed, and watched Huo Yichen not seem to be sleeping too peacefully.

The sunlight came in from the window, and it happened to shine on Huo Yichen's face, which was really a bit dazzling, Nan Qiao quietly walked over and closed the curtains.

However, it was this move that woke Huo Yichen up.

"You're awake, I'm sorry, didn't I disturb you." Nan Qiao turned around, but saw Huo Yichen looking at him with two eyes open, and said a little apologetically.

"Why are you here?" Huo Yichen's voice was a little hoarse.

It sounded a little sexy, and Nan Qiao's little face was a little red, but this was not the time to think about it.

Nan Qiao hurriedly took out the lunch box he brought.

"I brought you chicken soup, you have shed so much blood, you have to make up for it."

The chicken soup smells very fragrant, and there seems to be a lot of medicinal herbs in it, so it also has a faint medicinal fragrance, which smells quite fragrant and not too disgusting.

"I don't drink." Huo Yichen raised his head.

"You just take a sip, although I didn't stew this chicken soup, but I've been hiding it in my clothes, for fear that it will be cold and hide it for a long time." Nan Qiao's eyes were full of hope, and he scooped a spoonful of chicken soup with a spoon and put it in front of Huo Yichen's mouth, as long as he took a mouthful, he could drink it.

Looking at Nan Qiao's gaze, Huo Yichen could always think of Nan Qiao's frightened and frightened eyes when he was in danger.

I finally opened my mouth and took a sip.

Just this one bite made Nan Qiao's gloomy little face brighten up all of a sudden, spoonful after spoonful, and kept feeding Huo Yichen to drink.

Huo Yichen didn't know what was wrong with him, he just wanted to see Nan Qiao's little face and smile, and he didn't want to see her lost and depressed appearance.

In this way, I didn't even realize that I had finished drinking a large bowl of chicken soup.

"That's how to be good, drink chicken soup well, and replenish the blood lost by the body so that it can rise back quickly." Nan Qiao learned from the way he encouraged himself, and reached out to touch Huo Yichen's head.

The expression on Huo Yichen's face was extremely strange for a while, and he quickly dodged his head and stroked his hair twice impatiently.

Fiercely said, "Don't touch my head." ”

Nan Qiao stuck out his tongue, not afraid of him at all.

How can a man who has saved his life be afraid of him? It's too late to be grateful.

For Nan Qiao, Huo Yichen is not only a physical salvation for her, but also a spiritual salvation, because she did not survive that catastrophe in her previous life, so she has been living in the shadow of that time, but now she has come out of the shadows.

Nan Qiao seemed to feel a touch of warm sun shining on his body, this feeling was very comfortable, it was really good to live under the sun.

Huo Yichen lowered his head and drank a few sips of soup to comfort himself, he was injured because of her, and it was normal for him to drink some to make up for it.

Nan Qiao has been guarding his bedside to take care of him, and he has been busy for him, which actually makes him feel like he wants a home.