C65 Do not love anyone

Hospital SVIP ward.

After Song Xiazhi finished calling Qiao Mo, with a faint sweet smile on her face, she pushed the door open and entered.

Although Xiao Yan who was on the sickbed wore an ordinary, wide, blue white hospital gown, when it was worn on him, it actually made him look like he was wearing a tuxedo.

The injury to his right shoulder caused him to lose too much blood, causing the usually domineering man to weaken a bit. His plain white face was devoid of color, and his entire being seemed even more arrogant and cold.

Song Xiazhi walked in with large strides and said with a faint smile, "Big Brother Xiao, you're awake."

Xiao Yan held onto his chest with one hand and supported himself up with the other.

Song Xiazhi immediately walked over and supported the weak man, raising his bed so that he could comfortably lie on it.

"Big Brother Xiao, are you hungry?" I'll peel an apple for you to eat. "

Xiao Yan only responded indifferently, without much enthusiasm.

Song Xiazhi followed the man's cold gaze and noticed the man's absent-minded look.

She grumbled a little bit as she spoke in front of Xiao Yan, "Hey, I don't even know what happened to Sister Qiao. Brother Xiao, you've suffered such heavy injuries, you didn't even make a phone call. Last time, she actually gave Rong Chengmo the exact same belt as Big Brother Xiao … "

Xiao Yan frowned, his gaze cold, he glanced at Song Xiazhi who was seated on the chair, and said angrily: "She has already beaten up, I am the one who did not allow her to come."

Xiao Yan's tone was a little bad, he was still young after all, and his aura was cold, so for a moment, he was shocked by's sudden anger.

She shrank back as she lowered her head to peel the apple, biting her lips and said, "Big brother Xiao, why are you being so fierce towards me? I was just worried about you. I was just worried about you. "

Even though she was being shouted at by Xiao Yan, she knew that Brother Xiao was actually throwing a tantrum at Qiao Mo. As long as the matter of the same belt was not exposed, it would always be a knot in Xiao Yan's and Qiao Mo's hearts.

Xiao Yan pursed his lips and did not say another word, his gaze continuing to stare at the quiet screen of the phone.

For a long while, he didn't move his gaze away.

Song Xiazhi, who was at the side, felt some envy and yet did not dare to flare up. Pressing on his hand, the sharp blade cut his finger, and in an instant, thick beads of blood appeared.

It was so painful that she frowned slightly.

Xiao Yan also frowned slightly. His gaze landed on her injured finger, and lightly said. "Give me your hand."

Big hand, holding her small hand.

"Be careful."

Song Xiazhi was not an ordinary person, she was a patient.

She could only look at the man's handsome, downcast face with delight as he frowned slightly and told her to be careful.

Xiao Yan looked up and met her almond-shaped eyes; the emotion in the depths of her eyes was too obvious, and in the end, Xiao Yan released her hand.

"Let's go to the nurse and clean it up."

He didn't have a single trace of emotion. In fact, he didn't even have the most normal care.

She clenched her fists. The pain was obvious, but it was gone in an instant. There was no joy in her heart.

"Alright. I'll go right now. "

In the evening, Qiao Mo cooked a black fish soup, which was steaming hot. She put it into a thermal container, called Zhao Qian, and asked him to bring it over to the hospital.

Qiao Mo knew, but in truth, Zhao Qian definitely knew the hospital's address, but Xiao Yan had definitely instructed him before to not tell her.

When Zhao Qian arrived at Xiao Family Villa, Qiao Mo passed the Black Fish Soup to Zhao Qian and reminded him carefully, "Assistant Zhao, I'll have to trouble you to urge Xiao Yan to drink it while it's hot.

Xiao Yan had always been an extremely picky man, he should not be able to endure the fishy smell of the fish soup.

She had used ginger slices to wipe down the smell of the freshly brewed black fish soup before she cooked it in a dry pot. This also ensured that the soup would be fresh and delicious.

Zhao Qian, who was an outsider, was slightly moved. He nodded, then he turned around with the thermal insulation box in his hand and prepared to leave.

After walking a few steps, she pursed her lips and looked back. In the end, she couldn't help but say, "Madam, since you're so concerned about the Boss, why don't you come with me to see him?"

Even though disobeying Xiao Yan's orders might result in a corresponding punishment, if he were to emphasize the matter, he might even lose his job because of this.

However, Zhao Qian felt in his heart that it wasn't that the Boss didn't care about his wife, but that it didn't want his wife to see him getting injured. Thus, he was worried.

If his wife couldn't see the Boss, she would feel even more uneasy.

Qiao Mo bit her lips lightly, and said with some hesitation, "Assistant Zhao, is it appropriate for me to go?"

Actually, it wasn't that Qiao Mo didn't want to implicate Zhao Qian, it was just that she didn't want to see Xiao Yan.

Zhao Qian heaved a sigh of relief, "If Madame is unsuitable for visiting and taking care of the BOSS, then Miss Song …. Wouldn't that be even more unqualified? "

Qiao Mo was startled, and looked at Zhao Qian.

… ….

In the hospital ward.

Song Xiazhi was injured with one hand wrapped in white gauze, the other hand in boiling water, while Xiao Yan flipped through the documents at the side.

She didn't know whether it was intentional or not, but when she boiled water, she was scalded.

Xiao Yan lifted his head, and slightly furrowed his brows.

"Since your hand is injured, rest well."

There would have been a nurse to do these things.

Song Xiazhi was a little embarrassed as she clenched her red-hot fingers. She could only nod her head, but she said with a bit of grievance: "I just want to take good care of you."

The man's gaze was deep as he stared at her. He coldly spoke word by word, "The best care you have for me is to take good care of yourself."

It was clearly an emotionless and ice-cold voice, but in her heart, she suddenly felt a little bit of joy and emotion.

He … Was he worrying about her?

"Big Brother Xiao, ever since my brother left, it's been a long time since you last smiled."

Xiao Yan replied in the same ice-cold tone, "I don't like to laugh."

Song Xiazhi swallowed her saliva, before asking the question that was lingering in the bottom of her heart: "... Big Brother Xiao, I mean, if, if … If I was the one from that day, would you have protected me from the bullets so recklessly? Or could it be that Sister Qiao is the only one who can obtain this honor? "

She was very jealous, jealous to the point that she couldn't sleep at night.

The matter of Xiao Yan blocking the bullet for Qiao Mo was a fact that she had no choice but to admit.

"I don't have such good intentions. On one hand, she was attacked because of me, and on the other, she was pregnant with my child, wasn't she?"

Song Xiazhi's heart skipped a beat, "Big Brother Xiao, what you're saying is that your feelings for Sister Qiao aren't deep enough to be able to block a bullet for her?"

The door to the ward was ajar, not completely closed.

Qiao Mo carried the fish soup and was about to push the door open to enter, but hearing Song Xiazhi's question, she suddenly stopped in her tracks and stood outside the door.

Zhao Qian looked inside and saw Qiao Mo standing outside the door. He called her softly: "Madam?"

Qiao Mo still did not reply, and only quietly waited for the answer inside the door.

And through her line of sight, there was not a single emotion on Xiao Yan's pale, handsome face, nor was there even a single ripple under his black eyes.

He slightly moved the corner of his mouth, lightly glanced at Song Xiazhi, and coldly spoke: "I have never loved anyone."

Outside the door, Qiao Mo's fingers that were holding the thermal insulating box felt cold.

Inside the sect, Song Xiazhi persevered and continued to ask, "Big Brother Xiao, if the person from that day was me, would you …?"

Her eyes were wide open as she stared at Xiao Yan with both nervousness and anticipation.

Qiao Mo clenched her fists once again, staring at the man inside, only to see his lips moving a few times.

"Yes, I will protect you."

This was something he owed her.

Suddenly, Song Xiazhi smiled like a flower. She leaned over and hugged Xiao Yan's neck tightly.

"I knew Big Brother Xiao would care about me!" If Sister Qiao wasn't pregnant with Big Brother Xiao's child, the person Big Brother Xiao liked the most would still be me, right? "

Qiao Mo's vision turned blurry, the pair of people hugging each other inside the door stung her eyes, her heart was drenched and wet from the rain.

And Xiao Yan, in the end, did not deny Song Xiazhi's question.

In other words, if not for the fact that she was pregnant with his child, she, Qiao Mo, would not even be worthy of standing here, much less being saved by him.

Zhao Qian was a little upset for Qiao Mo as he asked in a low voice, "Madam, shall we go in?"

Qiao Mo sniffed, turned around and gave the Black Fish Soup in her hand to Zhao Qian, then sighed. "Forget it, you can take it, and just treat it as … "I've never been here before."

"Madam …"

Qiao Mo frowned, she could not stop her tears in the end and her voice was so soft that it seemed to be caught in her throat, as she pleaded, "Assistant Zhao … Please, don't tell them I came. I want to save myself a little bit of dignity. "

Zhao Qian took a deep breath and pushed open the door with the Black Fish Soup in his hand.

"Boss, this is …"

Just as Zhao Qian was about to say that this was his wife's black fish soup, Song Xiazhi had already stood up and walked over with a smile as usual.

"Assistant Zhao, why did you bring him here so early?"

Song Xiazhi smoothly took the heat preservation box and placed it on a table before opening it.

Black fish soup.

Song Xiazhi smiled slightly, "Brother Xiao, this is the black fish soup that I made when I left this morning. I brought it over so early, I don't know if it's done cooking yet, drink and see."

His movements were fluid and one couldn't see any flaws in his movements.

Xiao Yan's gaze fell on the thermal insulation box.

Song Xiazhi poured a bowl of Black Fish Soup and passed it over to Xiao Yan, "Big Brother Xiao, try it.

Zhao Qian stood at the side and frowned, and he wanted to explain.

But Song Xiazhi turned her head and kindly asked Zhao Qian: "Assistant Zhao, do you want to drink a bowl too?"

Zhao Qian pursed his lips and said, "Thank you, no need."

To expose Miss Song's lies to her face, it seemed that … Not so good.

Xiao Yan who never drank fish soup actually drank two bowls in a row.

Song Xiazhi's mood was exceptionally good.

Until Xiao Yan opened his mouth and asked Zhao Qian: "Madam, you came?"

Zhao Qian remembered that Qiao Mo wanted him to keep it a secret, so he could only lie. "No, because you told me that the BOSS is not allowed to tell me the address of the hospital, I didn't tell you."

Xiao Yan coldly snorted, "Are you that obedient?"

Zhao Qian: "…"

Just as Zhao Qian was about to leave, Xiao Yan suddenly spoke out.

Xiao Yan instructed Song Xiazhi: "You can go back now."

She was stunned as she stared at him suspiciously. "Big brother Xiao, if I leave, isn't it because no one is going to take care of you?"

But after that, Xiao Yan didn't bother replying or worrying about her at all. He glanced at Zhao Qian and ordered with a tone that did not allow for disapproval, "Send her back."

Zhao Qian nodded. "Yes."

"Big brother Xiao …"

However, Xiao Yan didn't have any intention to take back his words, so she could only purse his lips and follow Zhao Qian.

In the ward, only Xiao Yan was left.

The phone beside him remained silent.

The man's slender fingers slid across the screen and landed on Qiao Mo's phone number.