Chapter 5905: Carry Her over without Saying a Word

There was only a 'ding' sound.

He looked down at the number on the instrument that was taken back: "37.1, low fever."

Qiao Nian's mouth twitched.

As expected, he heard him say: "I'll go call the doctor."

"Don't go." Qiao Nian quickly grabbed him.

Ye Wangchuan suddenly stopped, his sharp black eyes swept across her hand holding his, and his slightly raised eyes, probably a little helpless, showed a little compromise in his eyes: "Niannian, let the doctor take a look."

Qiao Nian was a little embarrassed by his glance, let go of her hand, rubbed her depressed earlobe again, and then said slowly: "I want to go to the bathroom."

The ward was quiet for a second.

Ye Wangchuan didn't say anything, and turned back directly: "Next time, tell me what you want to do directly, don't make it so troublesome."

Qiao Nian's face was still pale from excessive blood loss, and it was rare that she couldn't speak. She turned her head away and frowned.

When she tried to get up, she felt the burning pain of the knife wound on her back. The slightest movement made her whole body sore and stiff. In addition to the low fever after the bullet was removed and the excessive antibiotics and glucose, it was difficult for her to get up on her own.

"Call a nurse for me." She said with difficulty.

"Yes." Without saying a word, Ye Wangchuan gently and firmly picked up Qiao Nian. Qiao Nian's body suddenly stiffened, and her heart was in a panic.

She raised her eyes and bumped into the man's chin. The smooth line of her neck went down into the shirt. The protruding Adam's apple looked particularly sexy in the dark night.

"Ye Wangchuan." Qiao Nian shouted angrily.

"Yes." In return, he weighed it lightly, adjusted a posture that was more suitable for her, and walked to the bathroom in the ward without stopping.

Qiao Nian leaned on his chest, listening to his steady heartbeat, and the awkwardness in her heart calmed down.

Ye Wangchuan's breath surrounded her, and the familiar smell made her a little dazed.

He walked slowly towards the bathroom, taking every step very carefully, as if he was holding the most precious treasure in the world.

When he arrived at the bathroom door, Ye Wangchuan carefully put Qiao Nian down. His eyes were gentle and focused, and he whispered, "Be careful, call me if you have any problems."

Qiao Nian pursed his lips, closed the door, and isolated him outside, then he exhaled a breath of turbid air, carefully solved the physiological problem without involving the wound, and turned on the faucet to wash his hands.

The cold water from the faucet washed his hands and flowed through his fingers. Qiao Nian slapped his face with cold water again, and finally the warmth on his body was reduced.

However, the dizziness caused by the low fever was not much better, and the wound on his body was even more painful because of the absence of anesthetics and adrenaline. This kind of pain is undoubtedly very painful when people are awake.

Qiao Nian also glanced at the person in the mirror.

His face was pale and his lips were dry.

She frowned, turned off the tap with an expressionless face, wiped her hands, and then slowly moved to the door against the wall and opened it.

"Okay."

Ye Wangchuan had been waiting at the door.

When she came out, he came over and prepared to carry her back.

This time, Qiao Nian was mentally prepared. She resisted and avoided his hand. She looked at the room not far away and said, "I can walk back by myself."

Ye Wangchuan looked at her face, which was even paler under the light from the bathroom, and stretched out his hand with deep eyes: "I'll help you."