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Watson frowned, and said very rationally: "Xia Fanhua, you should be sober, you are not helping her, but harming her. It seems that this attack is about to pass, so you should persevere! "

At this time, there must always be one person who maintains reason. What Watson said was right. After that burst of heart-piercing cries, An Qi was already dying in Gu Chenfeng's arms.

Feeling that An Qi was no longer struggling in his arms, Gu Chenfeng carefully picked her up, walked over in two quick steps, and put her on the bed.

Xia Fanhua also stood up from the ground, sat down by the bed, looked at An Qi, he had no other emotions except fear.

Gu Chenfeng turned his head, looked at Watson, and said in a heavy tone: "Come and have a look!"

Watson nodded and turned around. Someone outside had brought his things in. He took his medicine box and came to An Qi's side.

In order to facilitate Watson's movements, Gu Chenfeng also specially pulled Xia Fanhua aside, and then the two of them stood there quietly, watching Watson's movements.

First, I did a simple inspection, and removed the glass shards that An Qi had unintentionally inserted, then put the things away, looked back at the two of them, and said, "Let someone take Miss An to Rinse off, change clothes, and I'll come back later to give her medicine."

The medicine Watson refers to refers to An Qi's hands and feet holding the wound with glass shards inserted into it. One arm has become bloody because of the pressure on the place where there is a lot of glass shards.

Because of the illness, An Qi was already sweating all over, and there was no way to help An Qi bandage it now, so it was better to wash it first.

Gu Chenfeng and Hua Sheng went out very consciously, and closed the door. Xia Fanhua sat by the bed, looked at An Qi, and was silent for a while.

Xia Fanhua carefully picked up An Qi and went to the bathroom in the suite. It wasn't that big, but it was enough.

Xia Fuhua put water in the bathtub, because An Qi's hand was a little heavy, Xia Fuhua didn't dare to put it in the bathtub, for fear that her wound would be infected.

Just like that, Xia Fuhua wanted to protect An Qi's left hand while washing her hair. Xia Fuhua couldn't help but her eyes turned red, and then tears fell drop by drop, "tick" The sound, then mixed with the bath water in the bathtub, disappeared.

During the whole process, An Qi was weak all the time, she looked like she was asleep, but it didn't look like it, she just didn't move at all, letting Xia Fanhua help her take a bath.

Xia Fuhua carried An Qi out of the bathroom and let her lie on the bed with her head resting on Xia Fuhua's lap, because An Qi's hair was still wet.

After taking the hair dryer, plug it in, and blow dry An Qi's hair slowly. Her hair is a bit long. In fact, An Qi doesn't like long hair, but he likes it, so An Qi has always had long hair since then.

In fact, he said at the beginning: "An Qi, you man, why do you have long hair? The old one is more suitable for you!"

Angie originally had hair just past her shoulders, but later it became waist-length hair. In fact, he was sincere at that time. Angie's original hairstyle was really better-looking, but Angie was persistent.