Su Yifeng is more enthusiastic about Shang Qian. After all, he is the one who saved Su Nan. He is totally different from ordinary pursuers!

"Shang Qian, you should have a good rest. Are you much better now?"

Shang Qian nodded, and his eyes moved to Su Nan. Seeing her right leg in plaster, his eyes narrowed sharply.

Su Nan smiled. "It's just a fracture. It'll be all right soon. Thank you, Mr. Shang..."

This gratitude comes from the bottom of my heart.

At that time, no matter how fast the response was, it would not be as fast as the speed. If it were not for Shang Qian, she would have injured more than one right leg.

Shang Qian's eyes were still red. His face was pale and he pulled at the corners of his mouth. He smiled weakly.

"Well, if you're all right."

Su Qi smiled. "I think we should go out and let Xiao Si talk to Mr. Shang alone!"

Shang Qian looked at Su Qi with gratitude.

Su Yifeng slapped him on the back of his head, "bullshit. At this time, we should be together as a family. If Shang Qian's family is not here, we are his family. How can we go out at this time?

What if the two wounded men fainted? "

Su Qi felt his head with a muddled face and nodded obediently.

"My father is considerate!"

"Hum!"

Su Yifeng gave him a white look and hurriedly helped Shang Qian.

"Come on, Shang Qian, the car is ready and waiting for you. We have contacted the hospital in Xicheng. You will get good treatment in the past. Uncle must keep you fat for nothing."

His enthusiasm for Shang Qian doubled, especially after he learned that Shang Qian and Su Nan had the same blood type.

Shang Qian was flattered and sat down.

Su Jin casually raised his eyebrows. Su Yifeng's suitors for Su Nan are always near and far away. Even Fu YeChuan can only call him "Su Dong", so can Shang Qian.

But now he claims to be "Uncle"?

This change is a little strange

Su Nan smiled at the nervous Shang Qian and comforted him:

"My father really thanks you. He has always been so gentle and close. You are welcome, Mr. Shang."

Su Qi: "...."

Gentle intimacy?

Hehe

Shang Qian smiled and nodded, with a morbid weakness on his gentle face. "That would be trouble uncle su."

"Yes, yes!"

In order to make them feel as comfortable as the cloud, Su Yifeng asked people to drive two rolls Royces. There is nothing to say about stability and comfort.

So Shang Qian and Su Jin were in the same car, and Su Yifeng and Su Qi and Su Nan were in the same car.

Su Qi poked her right leg in plaster from time to time. "Does it hurt?"

Originally, it was only a slight tingling, but as soon as the strength of the anesthetic passed, the pain penetrated from the bones.

Su Nan gave him a white look. The third brother is a real dog. Can God accept him?

In fact, Su Nan was in great pain, but she was afraid that Su Yifeng was worried. She delayed too long on the road, so she smiled.

"It doesn't hurt. It hurts a little."

Su Yifeng takes a distressed look at his strong daughter, and looks at Su Qi with his cheap hands.

"Do you think it's all you? You have to take anesthetics for a stomachache. It's not well known that you're hurt. You're not as good as your sister!"

Su Qi lowered his head silently. Was it his fault that he was afraid of pain?

……

In another car.

The atmosphere inside the car was silent and cold.

The driver can't talk. Su Jin doesn't know what to say. Shang Qian doesn't know how to say it.

Halfway through the journey, Su Jin suddenly thought of something and asked him.

"Why did President Shang suddenly go to s city?"

The development of s city is far inferior to that of Xicheng and a city, and its development potential is not very large.

How could Shang Qian, a overseas returnee and a famous investor on Wall Street in M country, go to s city?

"Go to see Su Nan."

Shang Qian opened his mouth directly and smiled. His voice was gentle and elegant.