The Other Side of Chapter 3002 Brother (3)

Although the secretary was surprised, he didn't dare to ask why he went to the hospital. He kept calm and said, "Okay, President."

Han Qiqing became anxious when she heard this.

He wants to accompany her to the hospital?

Then wouldn't she really delay his work?

He can't finish his work during the day, and he has to bring his work home, and he doesn't know how late he will be busy.

Han Qiqing's heart aches when she thinks about it.

"Brother, I'm fine, I don't hurt anymore, I don't need to go to the hospital!"

She hurriedly said, and got off the sofa, wanting to walk around twice to prove it to him.

Who knows, it hit the corner of the table again!

"Oh—" Han Qiqing yelled out in pain, but it was too late to hold back.

The little face became hideous.

It seems to have bumped into the same place as before, is it so unlucky?

Had her good luck really come to an end?

The tall and slender figure quickly ran to her side, his stern face stared at her seriously, and reprimanded, "Can't you be a little bit better?"

Han Qiqing was aggrieved, "I'm not afraid of delaying your work..."

He said, "No delay."

Obviously he just said that he has been working a lot lately, even during his lunch break.

Now say no delay.

Han Qiqing couldn't help fantasizing. Does this mean that in his heart, her sister is more important than work?

Although she knew it was her own idea, she still couldn't help but feel sweet.

Her knees were numb, and she simply sat on the floor.

She glanced at him and lifted her pant legs.

She said, "Look, it's just a little bit red, it's not serious, it's just a little painful."

His fingers pressed gently twice.

"Does it hurt?"

It actually hurt a little, but Han Qiqing pretended to be calm and said with a smile, "It doesn't hurt anymore."

He stared at her.

Han Qiqing remained calm.

He asked, "Does it really hurt?"

She nodded, "It really doesn't hurt anymore, it doesn't hurt at all."

Suddenly, he didn't know how hard he pressed it, causing her pain, and couldn't help crying out, "It hurts!"

She felt uncomfortable for a while, and threw herself in front of him, grabbing the clothes on his chest.

"Woooooo...you bully me..."

His deep voice seemed a little helpless, "Don't lie to me, just say it hurts, why do you say it doesn't hurt?"

Han Qiqing twitched a bit, fingered the collar of her suit, and whispered, "I don't want to go to the hospital, and I don't want to delay your work..."

He said, "I said, don't delay."

He suddenly picked her up.

She was taken aback, her hands and feet flustered, and she didn't know where to pull.

"Hold my neck." He reminded softly.

Han Qiqing's heart trembled slightly, and two small white jade hands stretched out to wrap his arms around his neck.

He carried her out.

As soon as the secretary saw the two coming out, she hurried up to greet them, and asked worriedly, "What's wrong with Miss Qiqing?"

"It's okay." Han Yuexiu kept his usual few words.

The secretary hurriedly pressed the elevator and carefully escorted the two of them to the elevator.

In the elevator, Han Qiqing hooked his neck and buried her little head on his shoulder.

Every breath is his breath.

She couldn't beat her own heart.

An exclusive elevator goes all the way down to the underground garage.

The driver had received the call before and had already driven over to wait.

"Master? What's wrong with Miss?"

While asking, the driver didn't dare to neglect, he quickly opened the door and protected the roof with his hands.

Han Yuexiu put Han Qiqing into the car and sat in it too.

"Go to the hospital."

The driver responded respectfully.

In the car, Han Qiqing glanced at her brother's broad shoulders out of the corner of her eye, and wanted to lean on them.