Chapter 1497: Chapter 1502: Have to Take Another Pill 8
"No, no, it’s not appropriate to do fun things in a sickroom!" Huangfu Ye quickly waved his hand.
"Now you realize it! Too late!" Ye Yingsu gave a strong kick and sent the glass ashtray on the coffee table flying. Huangfu Ye was so scared that he scread "Ah!" and imdiately squatted down to cover his head. The ashtray whizzed out of the room, and a scream of terror ca from outside.
In the room, Bai Jingqing, who was acting like he didn’t care, suddenly raised his head at the sound. Bai Qianqian, he had heard Bai Qianqian’s voice.
Without a second thought, Bai Jingqing jumped up and rushed out. As expected, Bai Qianqian was standing outside the door, clutching her forehead as blood gushed out relentlessly.
The bodyguard had already picked up the chair. Huangfu Ye looked helplessly at Bai Qianqian who had been hit head on and was bleeding. Ye Yingsu had an embarrassed and guilty look on her face. Both of them were standing there like children who had done sothing wrong, nervously wringing their hands.
Poor Bai Qianqian, she was completely innocent and unjustly hit this ti.
Bai Qianqian, clutching her forehead, staggered, swaying from dizziness.
Bai Jingqing imdiately embraced her, glancing at the blood oozing from between her fingers, he was both anxious and heartbroken. "Qianqian, are you alright? Let
see it."
"It hurts." Bai Qianqian, barely able to stand, collapsed into his arms.
"Qianqian!" Gu Qingxin also ca rushing out, shocked at the scene.
Beiming Han furrowed his brows tightly, his eyes sweeping harshly over Huangfu Ye and Ye Yingsu.
Both n lowered their heads further. Ye Yingsu shot Huangfu Ye a nacing glare. If not for him, she wouldn’t have accidentally hit Bai Qianqian.
Huangfu Ye was filled with regret. If he had known the ashtray would hit Bai Qianqian, he wouldn’t have dodged. It should have hit him instead, his rough skin could handle it.
Bai Jingqing had no ti to determine who was at fault, he imdiately picked up Bai Qianqian and rushed towards the treatnt room.
Gu Qingxin also ran after him. Beiming Han’s heart pounded. He wanted to grab her, but didn’t dare to. He feared it might cause her more pain, especially with her shoulder injury. Despite that, she was still running.
All Beiming Han could do was to follow her, protecting her anxiously and advising, "Xin’er, stop running. Your wound will split open."
After taking a couple steps, Gu Qingxin started to feel severe pain from her wound; she dared not run anymore and had to walk instead.
Only then, did Beiming Han breathed a sigh of relief.
He knew it would be impossible to stop her from rushing over to Bai Qianqian’s side.
Ye Yingsu and Huangfu Ye also hurriedly followed.
On his way past the nurses’ station, Bai Jingqing ordered a nurse to assist. The nurse promptly ran over. After setting Bai Qianqian down, Bai Jingqing forcibly pulled her hand away to inspect the wound.
There was a visible, though not large, cut on her forehead that was constantly bleeding. It looked rather deep.
"She needs stitches, we have to stop the bleeding." Bai Jingqing felt as if his heartbeat was completely at a stop, chest aching with each throb. His hands, while searching for dical supplies, were tremulous.
"Dr. Bai, perhaps we should get another doctor to do it." Gu Qingxin suggested, noticing his flustered state.
"Principal, the sterilized cotton." The nurse, more efficient than him, handed him the cotton. Bai Jingqing pressed it against Bai Qianqian’s wound. He took a deep, forceful breath, trying to calm himself down.
"Ah Qing, you treat ." Bai Qianqian held onto him.
"Okay." Bai Jingqing consented without hesitation, then turned and instructed, "Prepare the tools and dication."
"Yes!" The two nurses imdiately started briskly preparing the tools.
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