Xia Wanxin suddenly turned around.

Bo Qingyun was in a state of embarrassment that she had never seen before. She escaped from so many people. His whole body was filled with the smell of blood, his clothes were almost stained with blood, and several wounds were hanging on his face.

But his face was arrogant and cold, and his deep eyes were as frozen as a cold pond. If he ignored the forbearing tension and pain deep in his eyes, it would seem to be the same as usual.

Xia Wanxin's delicate eyebrows suddenly frowned, her expression full of complexity.

It seems like I've never known him.

When Bo Qingyun saw this reaction, her whole body became tighter.

After gritting his teeth, the words popped out of his throat and his hands hanging on his side were already tightly pinching.

He asked again: "How is Xingchen?"

Xia Wanxin took a deep breath.

I saw his concern.

Her heart was really complicated, with a lot of lack of it filling her mind, and her emotions were like a tumultuous tsunami that was about to drown her.

Finally, he closed his eyes and said in pain: "The doctor is still rescuing him."

She couldn't ask, couldn't be anxious, even if she had suspicion in her heart, she would never be exposed to Bo Qingyun.

Xia Wanxin bit the tip of her tongue until she tasted the bloody smell and tried her best to endure her emotions.

Bo Qingyun only felt that she was uneasy.

However, Xiao Xingchen was in the rescue room, so he had no time to take care of anything else.

The two of them just stood there waiting, and no one sat down.

The window at the end of the corridor was open, and the wind passed through the hall, blowing away the strong smell of blood, making people's limbs stiff and numb.

I don’t know how long it took, but the red light on the door of the rescue room went out.

"Doctor!" Xia Wanxin suddenly pounced on her, her eyelashes trembled and her eyes were filled with moisture, "How is he?"

Her intense emotions made Bo Qingyun look sideways, but in just one second, her attention also shifted to the doctor.

The doctor pulled down the mask.

Just thinking that the two people in front of him were the children's parents, their faces slowed down and nodded, "There is no danger anymore. You can recuperate for two days and rule out the possibility of concussion. If there is nothing to do, you can be discharged from the hospital."

Xia Wanxin waited until now, and felt that the broken heart finally felt warm again.

His legs were so weak that they became weak.

Her figure swayed slightly and was quickly supported by the people behind her.

Bo Qingyun held her arm with a very strong force.

The doctor was in there for so long and was very exhausted. He originally wanted to tell Xia Wanxin that the situation in the operation was very dangerous and that he would not be able to do such a thing next time.

When I saw Bo Qingyun's wounds on her body, she sucked her nose with a strong rust smell.

He immediately changed his words: "Treat yourself first and see the patient again, so as not to cause infection."

After saying that, he sighed and left.

Xiao Xingchen was transferred to the ward, his little body was trapped in the quilt, so small, his face was pale and quiet, with his eyes closed and his forehead was tied with thick gauze.

As soon as he entered, the ward door was closed, and Xia Wanxin and Bo Qingyun could only stop.

She silently took back the arm that had been held by him, and looked back at him: "You go and clean up first."

Bo Qingyun responded, with a deep background in her eyes and slowly spoke: "Together."

Without waiting for Xia Wanxin to respond, he turned around and walked towards the elevator first.

Xia Wanxin was indeed in a very embarrassed body, and was stained with the blood of Xiao Xingchen and Tusuo.

Seeing Bo Qingyun leaving directly, she hesitated and pulled someone to find the nurse first.
Chapter completed!