The left bank is profound, the right bank is clear

Chapter 800 Between Life and Death Four Years Later (16)

With quick eyes and quick hands, Wen Qiyang raised his hand to catch the pillow, but his arm touched the medicine box next to him, and he fell to the ground with a crackling sound.

Zhu Pei and Yan Zimo who were outside the door heard the commotion inside, and hurriedly pushed open the door and rushed in. As soon as they opened the door, they saw Qu Qingge eager to climb onto the bed and beat Wen Qiyang violently.

The ground was full of mess, and she was still holding an apple on the table in her hand, trying to smash it at the bed.

"Qu Qingge, have you made enough f*cking trouble, don't you think Wen Qiyang's life is long!"

Wen Qiyang was appreciating Qu Qingge's angry little appearance, when he saw Zhu Pei coming in, he scolded Qu Qingge head and face without saying a word.

Shocked, he got up from the bed with a groan, ran to Qu Qingge's body in two steps, and stretched out his hand to wrap her in his arms.

Turning his head furiously, he yelled at Zhu Pei as if he had swallowed gunpowder: "Zhu Pei, I'm not dead yet, you dare to yell at my woman, you'll die!"

Then, he lowered his head and kissed the forehead of the little woman in his arms, coaxing: "Ge'er, don't cry, let's stop crying, I'll help you scold him, scold him..."

The speed at which Wen Qiyang changed his face was simply staggering.

Zhu Pei almost bit off his tongue out of breath, his chest filled with internal injuries, and he groaned twice: "Wen Qiyang, you deserve it... I, I don't care about you!"

Wen Qiyang's face was full of smiles, and he hadn't had enough of bickering with Zhu Pei before he felt a pain in his chest. He frowned and looked down, and saw Qu Qingge's little hand pressing hard on his chest. Twisted fiercely, pouted and muttered: "Wen Qiyang, you liar... I was almost scared to death by you, scared to death by you..."

Wen Qiyang's wound seemed to be torn apart, and it hurt a little, but seeing the little woman in his arms pouting, the golden peas fluttering down, muttering aggrievedly, his heart hurt even more.

He hugged Qu Qingge tightly in his arms, coaxing him patiently: "Ge'er, I'm an asshole, I'm a liar, it's my fault, I shouldn't scare you, hit me, hit me Calm down, stop crying...ah, let's stop crying..."

Qu Qingge sobbed a few times when he heard this, Wen Qiyang raised his hand and tried to wipe Qu Qingge's tears, but she knocked him down all of a sudden, then raised his head and glanced at him with disgust.

Her eyes were so self-willed and arrogant, with tears in them, her appearance was painful, but for a moment, her brows frowned tightly, Wen Qiyang was so frightened that he thought that he had done something wrong again, Hastily worried and asked: "Qing Ge, what's wrong?"

"Blood..." Qu Qingge replied, and then quickly untied Wen Qiyang's clothes, and there was a large piece of blood on the white gauze: "I've touched the wound, I've touched your wound..."

Zhu Pei had already ran out of the ward angrily, but when he heard Qu Qingge yell, he stuck his head in again, and seeing the wound on Wen Qiyang's chest was open, he ran into the ward in a hurry and pressed the button The sound of the bedside bell.

……

The days in bed are boring.

But Wen Qiyang felt that this was a long-lost happiness.

Because every day when he wakes up, he can see Qu Qingge's petite figure guarding him.

It made him both satisfied and distressed.

The days flow by.

In RB, the medicines and equipment he used were the best, and Xiao Lei also rushed here from T City. In addition, he has a good foundation and is in a happy mood, so the wound healed quickly.

(Continue at night, promise not to abuse again!)
(End of this chapter)