Cang dog

It's 04:30 in the afternoon, and Bai Weiwei still hasn't sent a message to order today's milk tea.

It's a bit of an anomaly.

Jiang Xiaoxi kept looking at his phone, feeling a little flustered for some reason.He couldn't sit still, walked back and forth in the store, and went to the door to look around, where there was a little shadow of an old car.

About a quarter of an hour later, the phone rang, and Bai Weiwei's anxious voice sounded: "Xiaoxi, I don't need to deliver milk tea today, something happened to the project."

"What's wrong?" Jiang Xiaoxi's heart beat a little faster.

"Ah...it's okay, it's okay," Bai Weiwei hesitated to speak, and the other end of the phone sounded a little confused, "Anyway, don't come here."

"Sister Bai, what's the matter?"

Bai Weiwei seemed to be struggling for a while, and then said in a heavy tone: "The tower crane fell on the construction site just now, and a worker was injured. Also... and Mr. Wei was also on the scene at that time..."

"What!?" Jiang Xiaoxi asked anxiously with a bang in his head, "How is he, is he injured?"

"Don't worry, it's nothing serious."

"It's nothing serious, but you're still injured?"

"Yes...but it's not serious, and the doctor will come soon..."

Jiang Xiaoxi didn't know when he hung up the phone. He ran into the yard in a mess, drove the electric car in the lottery, and rushed to the project department.

Bai Weiwei hung up the phone, wiped the sweat from her forehead, and collected herself before turning to look at the two people sitting on the sofa.

"He hung up the phone, he should be on his way."

Wei Qidong pursed his lips and didn't speak, he didn't know whether he was happy or not.

Bai Weiwei's eyes shifted from Wei Qidong's blood-stained arm to Wei Xuan, who was gloating and watching the show, and said a little guilty: "I'll go outside to pick him up."

"Go quickly, tell him not to worry, and drive slowly on the road." Wei Qidong nodded and instructed again.

Bai Weiwei took the order and left.

As soon as the office door was closed, Wei Xuan rolled his eyes and muttered, "I want to make people worry, but also want to make people not worry."

Wei Qidong glanced at him, the corners of his mouth were a little tense.

you do not say!The phone call was made face to face, and the three of them could hear Jiang Xiaoxi's anxious tone and unconscious worry clearly and solidly.

There was indeed a small accident on the construction site, and Wei Qidong was indeed hit by flying stones, but it was far less exciting than what he saw visually. Most of the blood on his shirt was also stained by others during his rescue. of blood.

Originally, it would be enough to go back to the office and bandage him, but Wei Qidong was sitting on the sofa, not talking about letting the doctor in or changing the torn clothes, but just asking his assistant to pour him a cup of coffee.

Who is Bai Weiwei, second only to Yu Kun, standing beside Wei Qidong for many years, she is definitely more caring than Wei Xuan, a straight man.

Immediately, he said unintentionally: "Oh, I forgot to order today's milk tea, I wonder if Xiaoxi will wait in a hurry."

Wei Qidong raised his eyebrows. Of course, this little move couldn't escape her eyes, so she continued: "Otherwise, I'll call him and tell him not to give it away today."

When Wei Qidong heard this, a little smile appeared on his face, and it disappeared in a flash.

"Woman Bai Weiwei is really an old fox. I think my status will be lost." Wei Xuan said very dissatisfied.

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to pull Wei Qidong's shirt again. The blood had dried, but it was still glaring on the white shirt.

"Brother Dong, I suggest you bandage it up before Jiang Xiaoxi comes." He smiled maliciously, and added, "Otherwise, you will be cured."

When Jiang Xiaoxi came, Bai Weiwei trotted up to meet her.

"He... How is it?" Jiang Xiaoxi panted a little, he ran over after stopping the car, his face was blushing, and he didn't care about anything else, his mind was full of what Bai Weiwei said.

Wei Qidong was injured.

He could not help but think of some routine procedures for reporting injuries: if people tell you that the injuries are not serious, they are usually very serious; , that's probably because people are dying.

He judged according to this common sense, he didn't dare to think about what kind of injury Wei Qidong had suffered, his heart was beating like a drum.Right now there is only one thought, as long as he is fine.

Seeing Jiang Xiaoxi sweating profusely from running, Bai Weiwei felt a little guilty, and quickly comforted him: "Boss Wei is fine, but he was hit with a stone... Let me take you to see him. He is in the office, and the doctor has come to bandage him."

When the two came in, the doctor had just finished bandaging his arm.

Wei Qidong leaned back on the sofa, frowning slightly, and his face didn't look very good.He was bare and muscular, with a thick layer of bandages wrapped around his arms, and he looked seriously injured.

Seeing Jiang Xiaoxi coming in, he immediately sat up straight and wanted to get up.

"Don't move." Jiang Xiaoxi shouted anxiously, took half a step forward, stopped abruptly, moved his gaze from his bandaged arm to his face, and asked cautiously, "Are you... is it serious?"

Before Bai Weiwei quietly closed the door and left, she heard her big boss take a few breaths of pain, say "it hurts" weakly, and then say "I can't stand up".

She twitched her eyebrows, and Wei Xuan next to her also had an expression of eating dog shit, the two looked at each other, neither of them dared to laugh.

So why can't someone with a broken arm stand up? !

Jiang Xiaoxi didn't find anything wrong with this logic. Wei Qidong was still lying there with his upper body naked, and there was a small scratch on his face, and the bruise was obvious.

He was still standing at the door, with no intention of going forward, a little hesitant, and a little unsure of what to do. He was confused just now when he was concerned, but now that he met someone, he felt impulsive and reckless.

His random thoughts were interrupted by a light cough, he looked up, looked at Wei Qidong, sniffed again, and said "cold" in a hoarse voice.

Only then did he come to his senses: "Put on your clothes."

Wei Qidong nodded and just looked at him without speaking.

Jiang Xiaoxi sighed, there was nothing he could do about this behavior: "Where is it? I'll get it."

"Inside the break room."

Jiang Xiaoxi walked in, and the rest room was simply furnished, with a bed, a cabinet and a double sofa.He opened the cabinet and found a few clothes from inside. The shirt was unwearable, and his arms were bandaged like that, so he could only wear loose T-shirts and coats.

The clothes are at hand, but I can't move my hands, and I can't put them on.Wei Qidong looked at the person, his expression gradually showing a trace of grievance.

Jiang Xiaoxi sighed, he came too hastily, and his emotions were exposed too quickly, he didn't want to do this, but he didn't know what other reactions he could do.Wei Qidong should be fine, if something happened, he would have been sent to the hospital long ago, instead of just calling a doctor to bandage him.

"I'll call your assistant over, okay?" Jiang Xiaoxi looked at the clothes in his hand, and then at his naked upper body, his face was a little hot.

"The female assistant is inconvenient." Wei Qidong said lightly.

"So, how is the male colleague?"

"No, I don't like other men dressing me." He looked weary, and added, "Wei Xuan can't either."

"...you are so awkward." Jiang Xiaoxi muttered softly.

Jiang Xiaoxi walked over helplessly, picked up the clothes, first put Wei Qidong on a T-shirt, and then slowly helped him put on his coat.

He knelt on the armrest of the sofa, a head higher than Wei Qidong who was sitting. When he moved, he brought out the smell and temperature of his body, all of which made people addicted.

Wei Qidong's face was almost buried in Jiang Xiaoxi's chest, he took a few deep breaths calmly, he felt like taking drugs, sneaky and addictive.

This is not the first time Jiang Xiaoxi has dressed him.

When he first came to Duoyu Island, he was injured. Jiang Xiaoxi took care of him for three meals a day and dressing and sleeping. He washed his hands, washed his face, wiped his body, changed his medicine, put on clothes and socks.At that time, Jiang Xiaoxi had no distractions, but now Jiang Xiaoxi is full of scruples.

It's all Wei Qidong's own fault.

He thought that the things that were easy to get in the past are only known to be precious when they are lost.

What he is looking for now is only one person, three meals a day, whether it will be plain or exciting in the future, he will not be able to escape the life of two people.

After getting dressed, it was time to get off work.

Jiang Xiaoxi walked out, Wei Qidong followed suit, and the two left work together in full view.

——The big boss looked much weaker than before, weak, walking slowly, and everyone looked exciting.

Jiang Xiaoxi was also very speechless, but now the man was following behind and couldn't shake him off. It seemed inhumane to forcefully shake him off. After all, he was injured and looked very delicate.

When the car arrived at the door of the house, Jiang Xiaoxi pulled out the key and got out of the car, and then raised his hand to help Wei Qidong down. In his mind, he just ignored the irrationality of the logic of "so his arm is injured, why can't he walk?" It doesn't work anymore.

Wei Qidong followed into the room again, and sat on the sofa, still looking miserable, with drooping eyebrows and eyes.

"Do you... want something to eat?" Jiang Xiaoxi thought to herself, since it's already here, it's hard to drive away, so she asked politely.

"Can you stay for dinner?" Wei Qidong's eyes lit up.

Jiang Xiaoxi: "..."

You have followed in, isn't it just to stay for dinner?

But he still said with a good temper: "It's inconvenient for you to cook, and there are no takeaways on the island, so you can have dinner here." After thinking about it, it seems that there is still one person left behind, "Call Wei Xuan over, Let's eat together."

Wei Qidong said "OK", took out his mobile phone and called Wei Xuan.

"Are you coming to Xiaoxi's house for dinner tonight?"

"Aren't you coming? Okay."

Then he hung up the phone and said calmly, "He has something to do tonight."

After answering the phone, Wei Xuan, who was hung up again before he could say a word, held the phone in his hand and cursed with a dazed face.

"Can I order?" Wei Qidong stretched himself on the sofa, "It doesn't need to be complicated, I just want eggplant and egg noodles, two bowls."

Jiang Xiaoxi bit her lip, and finally said "good".

When Jiang Xiaochuan came home from school, the noodles were ready, and there were three hot dishes on the table.He put down his schoolbag, washed his hands, said hello to Wei Qidong, and sat next to his brother, burying his head in eating.

Uncle Guang came to knock on the door, stood in the yard and chatted with Jiang Xiaoxi for a few words.

Looking at Jiang Xiaochuan who only eats but doesn't speak, Wei Qidong doesn't know why he feels cautious about a child.

"Xiao Chuan, are you willing to accept me again?" Wei Qidong's voice was flat, but his hand holding the chopsticks was unnatural, showing a little timidity.

Jiang Xiaochuan raised his head when he heard the words, and the young man had no special emotion on his face: "I don't care, as long as my brother is happy. No matter who you are or what you have done before, if you treat him well in the future, I have nothing to accept."

"Jiang Xiaoxi is so stupid, I understand it." Jiang Xiaochuan stuffed the last mouthful of noodles into his mouth, and suppressed a sentence that he didn't say - he was afraid that he would be entangled with the surname Wei for the rest of his life .

But Wei Qidong understood what he meant, loosened his grip on the chopsticks, and said solemnly: "Thank you."