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A few minutes after the phone call, the door of the ward was pushed open again.

Wang Yang stared wide-eyed as the leading middle-aged man approached behind them and called out "Third Young Master" to Luo Beiqiao, who called him "Dean Lu" in a flat voice.

Wang Yang was stunned once again, the dean himself was so awesome!

Dean Lu also brought a team of people behind him, two male doctors and two female nurses pushing surgical trolleys. One of the male doctors Wang Yang knew was the one who bandaged Su Miao's wound.

After exchanging pleasantries with Lu Qiming, Luo Beiqiao asked about Su Miao's situation.

Lu Qiming winked at one of the doctors, and the doctor immediately stepped forward and said, "Third Young Master, I bandaged the young master's wound. The scratch on the cheek is not a big problem, and the scar will disappear after a while. , the wound on the arm is a bit serious, the main one is quite long and not shallow, the medicine needs to be changed every few days, and it needs to be taken care of for a period of time."

Luo Beiqiao responded after listening, and said, "I'm in trouble."

"No trouble, no trouble." Lu Qiming looked at Luo Beiqiao and said, "The single VIP ward is ready, young master, are you going to transfer there now?"

"Ah."

Su Miao was in so much pain that she couldn't get up. The two male doctors stepped forward and wanted to lift Su Miao onto the surgery trolley. They tried their best to avoid Su Miao's injured right arm, but it was still inevitable when the arm moved. Deeper pain.

Su Miao's face was pale, her brows were tightly frowned, and she thought to herself that it's better to help me up, and I can walk over by myself.

"Wait, I'll do it." The two male doctors had just found a way, and before they could lift the man up, Luo Beiqiao interrupted their movements.

Luo Beiqiao walked to the side of the hospital bed, bent down and passed one hand through Su Miao's leg and the other through the back of the neck.

Su Miao looked at Luo Beiqiao's handsome face in a daze.

"Hold me." Luo Beiqiao whispered in his ear.

Su Miao quickly put her arm around Luo Beiqiao's neck.

After Luo Beiqiao hugged him and got up, he carefully instructed: "Don't move the injured arm."

Su Miao was still a little dazed until she was put on the operating trolley and pushed into another ward.

He was hugged by the princess just now?

As a man, his mood is a bit difficult to calm down.

Before he could calm down, Luo Beiqiao hugged him like a princess again, picked him up from the surgery trolley and put him on a large and comfortable new hospital bed.

Su Miao: "..."

Luo Beiqiao covered him with a quilt, touched his head, and left the ward with the dean and the two doctors.

Su Miao stared blankly at the ceiling.

"Wow, Miaomiao, this ward is awesome! It's almost like a hotel's presidential suite." Wang Yang, who had wandered around the ward after Luo Beiqiao went out, chattered endlessly beside Su Miao's bed.

Su Miao looked around.

It is divided into an inner room and an outer room. The inner room is smaller than the outer room and is only used for patients to rest. There are two beds, two small leather sofas, a table, and some small items.

When he was brought in just now, he was too distracted and didn't pay attention to look outside, but Wang Yang said that there is a separate toilet, bathroom and kitchenette outside, and all furniture and supplies are available.

When Luo Beiqiao came in, the two good brothers were talking.

He walked over, Su Miao saw him first, and called "Uncle."

Wang Yang immediately got up and stood up obediently, and then called "Uncle," Wang Yang called this "Uncle" without hesitation, without the entanglement that Su Miao had just started.

He thought simply, no matter how young Luo Beiqiao was, the uncle would still be the uncle, and his seniority was there.

Luo Beiqiao responded and turned to look at him, "Thank you for taking care of Miaomiao tonight."

"No, no." Wang Yang waved his hands embarrassingly, lowered his head and said in a low mood, "In fact, it was Miaomiao who protected me. He is so brave."

Speaking of this, Wang Yang started talking again, facing Luo Beiqiao's vivid description of Su Miao's calmness in the face of the gangster robber and his bravery and decisiveness when he escaped, and then scolded the gangster robber to relieve his anger.

From this, Luo Beiqiao also understood the cause and effect of the incident.

He raised his wrist to check the time, it was past eleven o'clock in the evening, and he thought he would deal with those people tomorrow.

Wang Yang went to lie down beside Su Miao's hospital bed again. At this point in time, the two had experienced such a thing again. Luo Beiqiao didn't dare to let him go home alone, so he said to send someone to send Wang Yang back.

It was only then that Wang Yang remembered that he hadn't called his father at all. His mobile phone was taken away by gangsters and robbers, so it was naturally turned off.

Thinking of his father's eternal black face when facing him and his stepmother's hidden knife in his smile, he didn't dare to stay any longer, and after giving Su Miao a few words, he left with the person Luo Beiqiao called.

Su Miao had to go to the bathroom before going to bed, but now she was lying in bed and couldn't get up.If he could get up by himself, it would be fine, since it wasn't his leg that was injured, he could still walk.

At present, I can only ask Luo Beiqiao to help him up, but thinking of the two previous princess hugs, Su Miao feels embarrassed and doesn't know how to speak.

What if Luo Beiqiao carried him directly to the bathroom?

Hesitating, eyes dodging, Luo Beiqiao saw Su Miao's strangeness, thought he was thirsty, poured a glass of water and put a straw in his mouth for him to drink.

Su Miao bite the bullet and drank a few sips, only to feel that the urge to urinate became more obvious.

After holding it in for more than ten minutes, Su Miao couldn't hold it anymore, and whispered with a mournful face: "Uncle, I want to go to the bathroom, can you help me up?" After he finished speaking, he was too ashamed to look at Luo Beiqiao up.

Luo Beiqiao was calm and calm, carefully lifted him up and sat on the edge of the bed, put on his slippers, and before Su Miao could get off the ground, Princess Luo Beiqiao hugged him in the arms of a princess again.

Su Miao: "..."

Su Miao's worries were justified.

Luo Beiqiao noticed that he was a little stiff, and said: "Try to walk as little as possible, otherwise the wound will hurt more."

Putting him next to the toilet, Luo Beiqiao went out of the bathroom. Su Miao didn't dare to move her injured hand, and carefully pulled her trousers with one hand.

Fortunately, I was wearing a hospital gown, and the waist of the trousers was elastic, so I could just pull it down.

When Su Miao slowly moved out of the bathroom, Luo Beiqiao was waiting outside the door. Seeing him coming out, she picked him up again and put him back on the bed.

Su Miao felt that the movements this time were much smoother than when she hugged him for the first time.

Before going to sleep, Luo Beiqiao adjusted his posture, covered him with the quilt, and then lay down on the bed next to him.

Su Miao's wound hurt and she didn't feel sleepy. Turning her head to look aside, she saw Luo Beiqiao lying flat on the bed with his arms under his pillow. He was sleeping with his clothes on, without a quilt, facing Su Miao's half face on the bed. There was some warmth under the dim light of the headlights.