Chapter 485 Acute Gastroenteritis

Qin Bei hung up the phone over there, and Fu Nanli frowned: "It's just a minor injury, why are you calling her?"

Qin Bei stretched out his hand to support the back of the front seat, "You are injured, of course you have to tell her."

Fu Nanli clicked his tongue lightly, "It's just a minor injury, you will scare her by saying that."

"Your hand was pulled by the steel bar, not a minor injury."

Song An quickly pulled out some tissues and handed them to Fu Nanli: "Master, press the wound to stop the bleeding first."

Although Fu Nanli said it was a minor injury, in fact, the steel bar pierced into his palm and the blood flowed non-stop, it was really not a minor injury.

The car was speeding all the way, and on the same wide road, Wen Qiao sat in the car, urging the taxi driver to drive faster from time to time, but the driver was helpless: "Little girl, you can't go faster, you will be fined and points deducted."

Wen Qiao could only wait patiently for one red light after another, worrying in her heart.

When he arrived at his private hospital, Wen Qiao scanned the QR code with his mobile phone to pay, then hurriedly got out of the car and entered the hospital. Naturally, the nurse at the information desk recognized the girl who had been here with the prince, and immediately took her to the hospital. long consulting room.

As soon as the door opened, Li Fang was seen wearing a mask, holding pliers in his hand, and threw a blood-stained cotton ball into the tray.

Wen Qiao's heart jumped into her throat, and she strode over, with clearly discernible worry in her voice: "Are you all right?"

Fu Nanli injured his left hand. The steel bar on the ground made a gash about two inches in the palm of his hand. It had to be carefully disinfected, otherwise the tetanus would kill him.

He raised his right hand and rubbed her head: "It's okay, a small injury."

Wen Qiao was terrified.

Was it an accident or was it intentional?

Isn't Fu Jiang the only one who wants his life? After all, Fu Jiang is already in jail.

There are so many dangers around him, how can this make her feel at ease?

Seeing that Wen Qiao's eyes were filled with worry, Fu Nanli took her hand and gently stroked her soft fingers, "It's really fine, don't worry."

The cut in the palm of the left hand was shocking, and blood gushed out.

He was sitting, she was standing, she put her arms around his head, and said softly, "Does it hurt?"

Fu Nanli smiled, no matter how painful it was, with his children's rare gentle coaxing voice, it would not hurt anymore.

"It's okay, don't worry."

Li Fang didn't dare to neglect, he treated the wound carefully, took out the gravel stuck in the wound with tweezers, disinfected it carefully, and prepared a bottle of tetanus bacilli for him to hang up.

He was sitting on the sofa, and the water in the dropper dripped into the needle along the thin tube and entered his vein.

Wen Qiao sat beside him, quietly accompanying him.

After a while, a doctor came in and reported, "Qin Bei's back shoulder blade is fractured, and he's put on a plaster cast. He needs to recuperate for a while."

"understood."

Wen Qiao had lingering fears: "Did he block it for you?"

"He reacted quickly and pushed me, and the steel structure hit him on the back."

Although he said it lightly, Wen Qiao couldn't help taking a breath, and said in a low voice, "Is it an accident or what?"

Fu Nanli patted her hand lightly: "I'll check it out, don't worry about this matter, did you hear me?"

If she was asked to find out that this matter was set up by himself, it would obviously have an impact on his image in her heart.

Wen Qiao curled her lips. She didn't say she wanted to take care of him. She was just worried about him.

Fu Nanli raised his hand and pinched her face: "Did you hear that?"

"heard it."