The heroine falls in love with scum [Quick Transmigration]

The watering can was temporarily placed in the lower right corner of the dining table, and Uncle Zhao picked up a white porcelain bowl that was a little smaller than an ordinary bowl from the front cabinet of the dining room, and hurried upstairs to Lin Qingyan's room.There is a glass for drinking water in the room, what is the need for a bowl? Although Uncle Zhao did not understand Lin Qingyan's needs, he did not waste any time asking what Lin Qingyan wanted to do, but followed Lin Qingyan's words exactly to execute.

What to ask and what not to ask, how could Uncle Zhao not even know such basic rules?Talk less and do more, this is the duty of a housekeeper. Uncle Zhao has been in the Shi family for decades, and he has always adhered to it and never changed.

"Miss Lin, I think I'm leaving."

As soon as Zhao Bo arrived outside Lin Qingyan's room, Dr. Sun came out from the room with the open door to bid farewell to Lin Qingyan.

"Uncle Zhao, go see Dr. Sun off."

Lin Qingyan took the white porcelain bowl from Uncle Zhao, and looked friendly at Dr. Sun who didn't want to stay here.

Uncle Zhao nodded, turned around and followed Dr. Sun who was already walking down the stairs.The young master caught a cold a few times, and he also invited this Dr. Sun to come. The few times he left was not as hurried as today. Seeing him walking in a hurry, it seemed that something serious happened.

Uncle Zhao sent Dr. Sun into the car, and told the little brother who was driving to pay attention to safety. He watched the car pass by in front of his eyes, held a prescription in his hand that Dr. Sun handed him when he left, turned around and walked back to the villa.

Uncle Zhao put the prescription in his pocket, walked to the dining table and picked up the watering can he had put on it before, planning to finish watering the flowers quickly, and then go to the nearby pharmacy to get the medicine according to the prescription.

There can be no mistakes in things like medicine. If someone with clumsy hands and feet takes the wrong medicine, it's not a joke. What's more, he doesn't know how Fu Si's condition is, so it's more reassuring for him to go there himself.

Before Uncle Zhao took a step out of the villa with the watering can, the loud and crisp beating sound penetrated the wall from upstairs to his ears, and a few seconds after the beating sound ended, it was accompanied by the sound of metal hitting the ground.

How could Uncle Zhao care about such a leisurely little thing as watering the flowers? Uncle Zhao didn't even have time to put down the watering can. It has become a weapon that can fight people desperately.

The door of the room was different from the one before sending Dr. Sun away. The door was tightly closed like when Shi Hongsheng was at home.

Uncle Zhao raised his right hand and tried to hold the doorknob. He thought that he would need the spare key on his body to open the barrier, but unexpectedly, with a slight twist of his wrist, the door was easily opened.

"Miss Lin, what happened?"

Uncle Zhao broke in without Lin Qingyan's permission. When the guests in the young master's house encountered some uncontrollable danger, he would not have time to follow the tedious steps under normal circumstances. He only hoped that Lin Qingyan would not be injured in any way. Kind of accident.

In this urgent situation, Uncle Zhao called out Lin Qingyan's respectful title.

In fact, in Uncle Zhao's heart, master and servant are a boundary that cannot be crossed. According to Shi Hongsheng's order, Uncle Zhao has already treated Lin Qingyan as the second master of the villa.

Uncle Zhao was shocked by the sight in front of him. The watering can in his hand fell from his hand. When the thin watering can touched the ground, it didn’t stay still quietly, but in the residual falling force, The chubby watering can rolled to the top of the stairs, and then it couldn't help but hopped down the steps.

Contrary to the cheerful watering can, everything in the room was far more serious than what Uncle Zhao had guessed in his heart.

Without the cover of the door, standing in Uncle Zhao's position, he could easily see everything clearly.

The white porcelain bowl is no longer a complete container, it split into fragments of different sizes and lay on the floor, and the surrounding area of ​​the fragments on the floor was stained with another color by the red liquid, and one of the whole pieces of the bowl was covered with It is completely covered in red, and the inherent pure white can no longer be seen.In addition to the countless fragments, there is also a complete guy sleeping on the floor. It should have stayed honestly in the scabbard on the wooden frame, but at this time it was discarded outside the fragments. Its small body The blade was covered in the same blood red, and it was not spared.

With such a color and fishy smell, one can know without guessing what else it could be other than blood.

Following the traces of blood drops on the floor in front of the sword, his eyes moved to one person's feet, and then looked up, Lin Qingyan was sitting on the edge of the bed, with the five fingers of his left hand bent inward, dripping blood from the palm of his hand to the ground.The other party, Fu Si, stood beside Lin Qingyan, covering Lin Qingyan's bloody wound with both hands.Fu Si burst into tears for some unknown reason, and many tears fell into the palm of Lin Qingyan's left hand, mixing with the blood.

Uncle Zhao's appearance was expected by Lin Qingyan. How could they not disturb the living people in the villa when they made such a big commotion.

"Uncle Zhao, is there any medical gauze in the villa?"

Uncle Zhao regained his composure from the shock, nodded and said "yes", and without waiting for Lin Qingyan to speak, he turned and went downstairs to get the small medicine box somewhere in the living room.

The sound I heard on the first floor is now clear, it is obviously the sound of the white porcelain bowl and the knife falling to the ground, but at this time, Uncle Zhao didn't have time to figure out how Lin Qingyan was injured. Like a simple scratch, it is more sensible to go to the hospital to deal with it after a few simple bandages.

Who would have thought that such an unexpected situation would happen to the person who asked for a doctor not long after a doctor left.

After Uncle Zhao left, Lin Qingyan sat still, turning her head to look at Fu Si who was still crying beside her.

On Lin Qingyan's left hand, there was a long and not deep scratch from the thumb to the little finger. Lin Qingyan was in pain and happy at the moment. The bowl was snatched by Fu Si and smashed when she was dripping blood into the bowl. A wound on the palm of the hand that didn't hurt the bone can try Fu Si's reaction of being sad for himself, no matter how deep the wound is, it is worth it.

Lin Qingyan's wound was bandaged by Uncle Zhao himself, wrapped in thick gauze, his fingers could not touch the palm as before, and could only be bent into a fan-shaped arc.

Uncle Zhao proposed to take Lin Qingyan to the hospital, but was rejected by Lin Qingyan. This kind of wound just looked longer than ordinary scratches, and it was well bandaged by Uncle Zhao. Anti-inflammatory drugs were sprinkled on the wound, and the outermost layer of gauze was also There was no blood red oozing out, and there was no need to go to the hospital at all.

Repeated persuasion did not make Lin Qingyan change his decision, Uncle Zhao didn't say any more, and cleaned up the blood fragments on the floor of Lin Qingyan's room, since the nanny was not around, he had to deal with it.After two or three times of cleaning, the floor of the room was restored to its original appearance, and there was no longer a small piece of blood like Uncle Zhao broke in.

"Miss Lin, take a good rest, I'll go down first, just call me if you need anything."

Lin Qingyan didn't care about Uncle Zhao's change of address, and nodded in agreement.

Uncle Zhao picked up the medicine box, left and closed the door. Although Lin Qingyan didn't want to go to the hospital, he couldn't do nothing like this. The young master had to be notified when such a thing happened.

In the room, Lin Qingyan's left palm, which was doubled due to the gauze, was still snatched by Fu Si. Except for the brief period of bandaging, Fu Si's hand was transferred to Lin Qingyan's small arm. Passively returned to Fu Si's hands.

Fu Si fiddled with Lin Qingyan's left hand left and right, looked up and down, left and right, and found no more wounds leaking blood. She naively thought that as long as she was wrapped in gauze, Lin Qingyan's wounds would miraculously heal on their own.

Without covering the wound that was still bleeding, Fu Si stopped crying, but the tears that covered her face could not disappear.

Fu Si sat in a daze, clasping Lin Qingyan's left hand with both hands, as if something important would disappear if he let go, so fixed by Fu Si, Lin Qingyan might not even get up and take a few steps, the premise at that time was that Lin Qingyan Do not use more violent means.

Lin Qingyan slowly withdrew her body, straightened her right arm straight ahead, clamped the exposed corner of the paper between her fingers, quickly pulled out a piece of paper, and Lin Qingyan sat back.The fingers wrapped in two layers of paper towels moved across Fu Si's face, and when the tears on Fu Si's face were wiped off, the paper towels were already wet and ugly, and they would break into several parts and fall off with just a flick of the hand.

I don't know if Lin Qingyan did too much, from the time the wound was treated until now, Fu Si didn't say a word, as if she had become the old woman who didn't understand anything.