Chapter 572 - Injury
"Stop fighting, stop..." I beg you, stop fighting. " Ye Xiaoshi snapped out of her shock and looked at the two men fighting in the room. At this moment, she could only hope that they would stop.
Although he had many ways to take care of him, this feeling of personally taking care of him was the best.
Zhan Mingxu's face was swollen like a pig's head. His hands frantically touched around, and in the end, he touched a steel piece of jewelry, which he suddenly grabbed and swung at the side of Lan Jia's head. Lan Jia's body stumbled a step back as warm blood dripped from the wound.
When Zhan Mingxu saw how Lan Jia was bleeding, he finally regained his senses. He trembled in fear, he did not want to commit murder, so he frantically grabbed his phone and ran out of the room.
Ye Xiaoshi was also shocked by the sudden change in events. Seeing Lan Jia covering his wounds with his fingers full of blood, she stopped breathing in shock, but after two seconds, she found her cell phone and anxiously tried to reach the number 120 for emergency treatment. After getting through to the phone, she anxiously walked to Lan Jia, "Quickly sit down, I'll find something for you to stop the bleeding."
Lan Jia was very calm, he said to her: "Do you have a dry towel? Just give it to me. "
Ye Xiaoshi returned to her room and found a soft dry towel, folded it into a square and gave it to him. Lan Jia immediately pressed it to the wound that was bleeding.
Lan Jia was startled for a moment, he turned his head to look at Ye Xiaoshi's tightly held hand, and a hint of laughter flashed past her deep blue eyes. It seemed that his injury was not bad, and was moving her more than anything he had done.
When he got into the ambulance, the doctor stopped him in the car, but since the wound was large, he still had to go back to the hospital to stitch it up.
If Lan Jia didn't arrive in time, the consequences would be unimaginable. Ye Xiaoshi hugged her arm, feeling a little cold coming at her, making her feel very helpless. She bit her lips, thinking about how she was alone, her heart really cold.
nurse passed her a cup of warm water, "Miss, don't worry, drink a cup of water!"
Ye Xiaoshi's eyes flashed with gratitude and warmth, "Thank you!"
"You're welcome." The nurse pursed her lips and smiled, then turned and left.
In the treatment room, Lan Jia lied there as the doctor carefully stitched his wound right on the hairline. In the future, even if he left behind a scar, it wouldn't be too obvious, as if the heavens were protecting his flawless face, and wouldn't be able to bear to be harmed.
Lan Jia still lost a lot of blood this time, but it wasn't enough to kill him, it would only cause him to feel dizzy and drowsy. When he was pushed out, his forehead was wrapped in a white cloth, his dark shirt was still stained with blood, but his face was also cleaned up by the nurses. At this moment, the nurses who were pushing him, were blushing a little, looking surprised, this must be the most handsome man they had dealt with.
"It's nothing. It's just that the blood flow is more frequent. You have to rest in bed properly in the next few days. Don't walk around. Take good care of your boyfriend!" The middle-aged woman doctor said to her.
Ye Xiaoshi's beautiful face immediately flushed red, but she still explained: "He's not my boyfriend."
Ye Xiaoshi's gaze fell upon his injured face. This man usually looked to be in high spirits, but now, looking at him, she seemed to be in a pitiful and sorry state. Moreover, all of this was caused by her, and her heart was filled with guilt.
Lan Jia blinked his thick and long eyelashes, and his thin lips slightly parted, "It's good that you're okay!"
The nurses at the side all felt that the atmosphere was a bit weird. They were all envious of this young and beautiful girl and didn't expect such a handsome man to save her.
"Get hospitalized tonight! We'll leave tomorrow morning and see if there are any other symptoms. " the doctor suggested.
"Good!" "Let's go to the hospital!" Ye Xiaoshi nodded, she did not want anything to happen to Lan Jia either.
Lan Jia was moved to a private, advanced ward. He laid on a clean bed and sat up, then untied his own bloodstained shirt. The nurse, who was preparing the suspension, took a peek and immediately nosebleed.
He was really thin in clothes, and taking off his clothes had its type of flesh. Moreover, his physique was distinct and strong. This was the ultimate fantasy of a woman towards a man's figure.
After Lan Jia laid down, the nurse gave him a shot at the back of his hand, telling him to lie down. After pouring the liquid, she called them, and the two nurses quickly left.
Ye Xiaoshi moved a chair and sat in front of his bed. Lan Jia leaned against her, a pair of deep blue eyes lightly blinking as he looked at her. Seeing the faint kiss mark on her neck, his expression changed, "I want this bastard to pay the price."
"You should heal up first!" At this moment, Ye Xiaoshi was even more worried about him.
Lan Jia looked at the worry in her eyes and pursed his lips into a smile. However, his eyelids were so heavy, he did not want to fall asleep just like that, but he had no choice.