Rebirth of a Wealthy Family: Blackened Charming Wife

Chapter 322 Silence

There is no pain in the palm of the hand. I don't know if it is because of taking Xiao Hei's pills or the medicine on the palm of the hand.

He flipped his right hand casually, and it was wrapped like a penguin's hand, which looked extraordinarily clumsy.

Tang Xiaoqi frowned as she looked at her tightly wrapped right hand.

The person who bandaged should be familiar with it, but how could he wrap the bandage so thickly? It's really... ugly...

I don't know if the person who gave her the medicine did it on purpose or by accident.

Tang Xiaoqi didn't care much, and naturally didn't think too much about it. She put down her right hand, lifted the quilt on her body, and turned over to get out of bed.

As soon as the sole of his foot landed, he found that his right foot was also tightly wrapped in gauze.

Seeing that there was a knot on the instep that was exactly the same as her hand, and it was still the same bloated, Tang Xiaoqi concluded that it was a person who bandaged her hands and feet.

After thinking about it, Zhu Xiu was the only one who saw that her hands and feet were injured.

It should be that after she was drunk, Zhu Xiu asked the doctor to come and bandage her.

Tang Xiaoqi's eyes couldn't help glinting with doubts. He really didn't know how this kind of doctor got in in such a strict place like Hezhuang.

Now that it was bandaged, Tang Xiaoqi didn't bother to touch the wound.

Although she doesn't like having things wrapped around her hands, she has to bear with it these days. After all, it will be her birthday party in two days, and she might be laughed at if she hurts her future.

Tang Xiaoqi subconsciously didn't think too much about the wound, put on her slippers and stood up from the bed.

There was no pain in the foot at all, as if there was no injury at all, but the gauze was wrapped in some discomfort.

Glanced around the room.

His eyes flicked around the big bed, then the chair covered with blankets, and finally looked in the direction of the window sill, and searched for a week on the sofa outside.

Not finding the little black figure, Tang Xiaoqi spoke softly to the surrounding air with a little worry.

"Little black?"

"..."

There was no echo in the room, and Tang Xiaoqi's eyes were still searching around.

Walking around, looking around, slowly walked to the window sill.

With a flash of light, he accidentally caught a glimpse of a half black tail protruding from the side of the rattan chair from the corner of his eyes.

Tang Xiaoqi understood instantly, and approached softly and slowly.

He bent down and saw that Xiao Hei was sleeping peacefully in the wicker chair, not as active as usual, as quiet as a new cat.

The cool night wind hit, and the hairs on Tang Xiaoqi's skin stood up sensitively.

Xiao Hei was fast asleep, but seemed to feel the cool breath, and the whiskers on his cheeks twitched slightly.

Seeing this, Tang Xiaoqi quietly took the thin blanket on the sofa, and slowly covered Xiao Hei's body.

Looking at the sleeping figure in the rattan chair, the slender eyes gradually became warm, and the eyes were soft.

Tang Xiaoqi didn't feel sleepy at all, but now that he was blown by the cool wind for a while, he couldn't sleep anymore.

Walking to the edge of the balcony, leaning against the outermost guardrail, staring blankly at the outside.

Under the window sill, there was no light on the rose bushes directly opposite, and there was only darkness.

Next to the regular road, a light is lit every few meters, orange lights one after another, it doesn't look dark.

The line of sight is free, and the front left is the gate of Hezhuang.

The dark and elegant gate was tightly closed, and the orange light was a bit brighter than the backyard.

Everything was quiet and leisurely, and Tang Xiaoqi's heart became much quieter.

Just as he was about to enter the house, he vigilantly felt something was wrong.

(End of this chapter)