Qi Yan was really shocked at the beginning when he got Rongbao bleeding. He had always been calm. Even if he was cut by others, his face would not change. At that time, he was so nervous that he turned white.
After arriving at the hospital, he heard from the doctor that the problem was not serious, so he slowly calmed down. After all, it was the first time for Qi Lao radish, and it was normal to make a fuss.
The doctor prescribed some ordinary anti-inflammatory drugs and told Qi Yan, "Before the cracked place heals, you can only eat light ones."
Qi Yan took the medicine from the doctor with a handsome face and asked, "Is it okay if you apply it?"
Although Qi Yan asked this question a little stupidly, the doctor still answered him patiently: "If it is not serious, even if he doesn't apply medicine, he can be good by himself. The human body has the ability to heal himself."
Qi Yan generally doesn't like to talk to others, but he still pays more attention to the issue of Rongbao and continues to ask the doctor, "Is there anything else to pay attention to?"
Qi Yan was afraid of the big brother's face. Everyone was afraid when he saw it. The doctor was in a hurry to go to lunch after work, but now he didn't dare to worry at all. He still patiently replied to Qi Yan: "When wiping pp, try to be as gently as possible. It's better to use medical wipe it."
Qi Yan felt that there were many key points that needed to be written down. He took paper and pen from the doctor's desk and said to the doctor as if he was coercing a hostage, "What else needs to be paid attention to? Say it all at once."
Qi Yan's face was matched with his tone of voice. The doctor felt as if he was saying his last words: "That... it's better to eat flowing food, not solid food, and..."
Qi Yan told the doctor for a long time that Rongbao stood next to him and waited for too long. He felt bored, so he pulled Qi Yan's clothes: "Master Qi..."
Qi Yan had finished all the notes. He turned around and picked up Rongbao: "Rongbao, let's go home."
When Qi Yan left, the doctor breathed a sigh of relief. Today is the heaviest and darkest day in his career.
In addition to Qi Yan, there are also 20 or 30 bodyguards in black and sunglasses outside the door.
Because there are many people who want Qi Yan's life, as long as he goes out, those bodyguards will follow closely and protect his life at any time.
Qi Feng also waited outside the door. Seeing his uncle coming out, he came up and asked, "Uncle, how is little aunt? Is it serious?"
Qi Yan said without changing his face, "It's serious."
Qi Feng took a look at Rongbao and found that his aunt's face was still a little pale. It seemed to be very serious. There was nothing he could do. His uncle's skill was so poor that he couldn't even do it straight.
Qi Yan got into the car with Rongbao in his arms. When he was in the car, Rongbao refused to sit and insisted on kneeling down, because it would hurt to sit.
Qi Yan told the driver in front of him to drive slowly.
The driver swallowed his saliva nervously and clenched the steering wheel with both hands. When he passed the speed bump, his heart was lifted, for fear that the bump of the car would make Master Qi unhappy.
The speed of the car is slower than that of the pedestrians on the sidewalk next to it. Because it is too slow, it causes a blockage. The car behind keeps honking the horn and urging them to hurry up.
Qi Yan was annoyed by the noise of the horns one after another. He put his hand out of the window and gestured to the bodyguard cars behind him.
After seeing Mr. Qi's gesture, the bodyguard in the car stopped the car, and then more than a dozen bodyguards got out of the car and walked towards the horn drivers.
Now it is a civilized society under the rule of law. Bodyguards treat good people. Generally, they do not use violence, but knock on the window to warn them. If they encounter drivers who don't listen to advice, the bodyguards will give them money to appease them.
It's really not easy to be a bodyguard now.
The car drove back to the manor quickly, and the old housekeeper stood at the door with a group of maids to greet him.
Qi Yan got out of the car with Rongbao in his arms, and then handed over the notes he made in the hospital to the housekeeper: "In the future, do the meals according to the above."
The old housekeeper took the order and took a look. It was written on it - he could not eat radishes for a few days.
The old housekeeper looked surprised why he couldn't eat radishes. What crime did the radishes committed, which made Master Qi unhappy.
Qi Yan reminded: "Butler, you took it backwards."
The old housekeeper turned the back of the list, which was full of advice from doctors, more than a dozen of which were dense.
"Mr. Qi, do you still need to prepare that dessert?"
Rongbao had to eat dessert every time after dinner, but Qi Yan didn't ask the doctor if he could eat it.
Before Qi Yan could speak, Rongbao said to the old housekeeper, "I want..."
In the past, Rongbao never paid attention to the old housekeeper, but today he took the initiative to reply to the old housekeeper. It seems that dessert is really important to Rongbao.
After Rongbao said something to the old housekeeper, he immediately withdrew into Master Qi's arms and hid his little head. He was still a little reluctant to contact people other than Master Qi.
Qi Yan kissed Rongbao on the top of his head with pity, and then took Rongbao back to the room to take medicine.
When Qi Yan was ready to open it and take the medicine.
Rongbao resisted fiercely. The two calves kept kicking around, and he also stepped on Qi Yan's old face several times.
Qi Yan grabbed Rongbao's little ankle and comforted him and said, "Don't move. Let me apply medicine to you."
After that, Rongbao was comforted, lay quietly on it, and asked Master Qi to apply medicine to himself.
It's almost the same as what the doctor said. The wound has almost healed itself, with only a slight swelling.
After applying the medicine, Qi Yan coaxed Rongbao to sleep.
Seeing Rongbao sleeping soundly, Qi Yan was ready to go to the gym on the third floor to consume his too much energy. As soon as he walked out of the bedroom, he bumped into the boy Qi Feng.
Qi Feng handed over the study materials to his uncle with a smile: "Uncle, this is my study materials. I copied one for you."
Qi Yan frowned and took the information over and took a look. The cover said how to go from short to a golden gun...
After Qi Yan understood what it was, he threw it directly on Qi Feng's face: "Get out."
Qi Feng caught up and said, "Uncle, you have to face up to your shortcomings."
Qi Yan turned around and gave him an ear scraper: "Are you looking for death?"
"I'm thinking about my little aunt." Qi Feng said with a bere.
Qi Yan took a deep breath: "..."
If his sister gave birth to another nephew for him at the beginning, he would not have endured it like today.
Qi Yan ignored Qi Feng, went up the stairs and went to the third floor to work out.
Qi Feng didn't keep up any further. He covered his face and went to the first floor.
The old housekeeper noticed that Qi Feng's face was a little red and asked him, "I was beaten again."
"What do you mean you were beaten again?" Qi Feng sat on the sofa and said, "I've been beaten again."
"Why do you always provoke your uncle? I think his life is too long." The old housekeeper and Qi Feng chatted more like a pair of brothers who had known each other for a long time, and they didn't feel strange.
"My uncle won't kill me." It was because Qi Feng realized this that he dared to be so unscrupulous.
The old housekeeper bent down and poured a cup of hot cocoa for Qi Feng: "Didn't the Qi family come to you again?"
Qi Feng replied lightly, "I've found it."
The group of people in the Qi family have been using him as a chess piece to deal with his uncle, and Qi Feng has not yet torn his face with the Qi family, so the Qi family still wants to be a chess player to command him.
The old housekeeper sighed, "I know that your uncle and the Qi family don't deal with each other, but you still contact the Qi family. Be careful that your uncle is cold to you."
Qi Feng just smiled and didn't say anything. He said silently in his heart that eating on both sides is the winner. It is not certain who the real trader is.
No matter how stormy it is outside, it has nothing to do with Qi Yan, because he has planned to quit the business game and put all his body and mind on Rongbao.
In addition to putting his mind on Rongbao, Qi Yan also had to guard against the former owner of Rongbao. He had asked his men to investigate with all his strength, but there is still no result so far, which shows that the identity of the other party is very unusual.
Qi Yan stayed in the gym for an hour and sweated all over. He wiped off his sweat with a towel and then washed it in the bathroom.
After washing, Qi Yan only put a white bath towel around his waist and walked out.
Rongbao just woke up. He clenched his little hand into a fist and rubbed his eyes. When he saw the old man coming, he quickly opened his hand and was ready to stick to it.
When the old man got closer, Rongbao got up and wrapped it skillfully.
Qi Yan didn't wipe his body, and his body was still full of water, which made Rongbao wet.
Rongbao didn't care. He rubbed his little face around the old man's wet neck and face: "Master Qi..."
The white bath towel around Qi Yan's waist stood up, so he had to go to the drawer and take out the suppressive pills to eat.
Rongbao stared at Master Qi and swallowed the pills and asked, "Master Qi, bitter?"
"It's not bitter." Qi Yan is used to eating, so he can't feel bitterness, and he lost his sense of taste in his early years. Although he has recovered a little now, he still doesn't have much sense of the taste. The only thing he can taste is the little white rabbit milk candy.
Rongbao licked Qi Yan's lips gently, and his little face was wrinkled together in an instant. This bitter taste was not acceptable to ordinary people at all.
"Master Qi, it's so hard." Rongbao didn't dare to talk to Qi Yan anymore.
Qi Yan smiled, and then took a big white rabbit milk candy from the drawer, peeled it off and threw it into his mouth to dilute the bitterness in his mouth, and then went to the mouth with Rongbao: "Is it still bitter now?"
Rongbao bar swooned his little mouth, tasted the taste, and said milkyly, "Master Qi is not bitter."
In the early years, Qi Yan suffered a lot and suffered a lot, but now those sufferings can be diluted with a little white rabbit milk candy. As Rongbao said, he is no longer suffering.