Fu Chengxiao never expected it.

What Ying Qian wanted to say to him was actually this sentence.

He was stunned at first.

A thin blush appeared uncontrollably on his face.

Suddenly I felt a little more awkward in my heart.

Fu Chengxiao cleared his throat, avoided Yingqian's eyes, and asked softly:

"Why are you saying this all of a sudden?"

"nothing."

Ying smiled lightly, raised his hand, and patted Fu Chengxiao's shoulder very kindly.

"You are here to help me and you are also celebrating your birthday. I can't let you get hurt again."

The strong smell of blood filled his nose.

Fu Chengxiao turned his gaze, but when he saw Yingqian's blood-stained little hands, he froze in place.

She is not a fairy.

There is no way to get stabbed in vain and still be unscathed.

He took the blade with his hand and avoided the critical point.

He was safe and sound, standing in front of Fu Chengxiao.

"fine."

Seeing that Fu Chengxiao finally noticed her hand injury, Yingqian nodded with satisfaction, put her hands behind her back, and said with a smile:

"How about you owe me a favor?"

Her tone was very brisk.

It's like not caring about the injury on the palm of your hand.

But Fu Chengxiao was silent.

He stared at Yingqian for a long time and sighed slowly.

"Come to the hospital with me."

Fu Chengxiao couldn't help but hold Yingqian's wrist.

Although his movements were strong, he was careful to avoid hurting her.

"Then they..."

As soon as Yingqian's gaze swept across Huang Mao, he was blocked by Fu Chengxiao.

Immediately afterwards.

His deep voice reached my ears.

"I'll handle it."

There are no taxis around.

Yingqian's feet were bare again.

Fu Chengxiao hesitated for a while, glanced at Yingqian several times with his peripheral vision, cleared his throat, and asked in a low voice:

"I...should I carry you?"

A strange flush appeared on his face.

Don't wait for Yingqian to reply.

He already reached out and threw her on his back.

Yingqian: "?"

In Fu Chengxiao's opinion, she was almost like a large doll.

It doesn't weigh much.

The strength is also soft.

Even if it is restless and noisy, it is not much more ferocious than a small pet.

Fu Chengxiao's thin lips were slightly raised.

A soft arc bloomed quietly, and even he himself didn't know it.

But it only lasted less than half a second.

After Yingqian's words, he turned cold again.

she asked:

"Do you have a charger? Or you can lend me your cell phone. I want to call Chu Ci."

"No."

Fu Chengxiao's face was expressionless.

The mood that had only just improved completely dissipated after Yingqian mentioned Chu Ci.

But even he didn't know the reason.

Ying Qian sighed.

Fidgeting with the bricked mobile phone, she muttered:

"You take me to the hospital and then I can leave."

"I'm not an irresponsible person."

Fu Chengxiao snorted coldly, glanced at Yingqian from the corner of his eye, and suddenly thickened his voice and said:

"Do you think I want to stay with you longer? I'll leave immediately when your family comes!"

His expression became darker.

He scared away all the taxis he finally encountered.

"I will ask Chu Ci to come over."

Yingqian bumped Fu Chengxiao with her elbow and said rudely:

"Are you a bandit? Can you please just smile? If this continues, we won't be able to find the car at dawn!"

It seemed like they had a fight together.

Yingqian also knew that Fu Chengxiao, although he looked fierce and difficult to deal with, was actually quite easy to get along with.

Not a bad person.

At least it's much simpler than Chu Ci.

Fu Chengxiao snorted coldly.

Although his face was full of reluctance.

But when the next taxi arrived, he managed a rather ferocious smile.

Ying Qian estimated.

The driver must have been so frightened that his legs went weak.

Only then could he step on the accelerator and run away, giving Fu Chengxiao the opportunity to open the car door.

They quickly rushed to a nearby private hospital.

Ying Qian and Fu Chengxiao's identities are both very special.

She was only slightly injured.

But even the director of the hospital was alarmed and rushed to the hospital to give the baby some shallow stitches.

After a period of chaos and chaos.

Yingqian finally borrowed a charger from a nurse and sent Chu Ci a message.

She waited for a long time.

Didn't get a reply either.

Text messages are like nothing.

I don’t know what Chu Ci is busy with.

But it's possible.

But he didn't want to pay attention to it at all.

Ying Qian was thinking about whether he should call again and ask, but his phone was suddenly taken away.

She raised her head and saw Fu Chengxiao's expressionless face.
To be continued...