Only Zhang Yang was a sociable person. Even if he was cold to her, he would at least reply to her. Recently, Qin Si and Bo Jingxing had not even replied to her messages.
Jiang Xianrou was gloomy after sending Zhang Yang a WeChat message. The driver had already driven the car away from Qing University.
She looked out of the window at the speeding scenery and felt depressed.
Her grip on the phone tightened again.
Fortunately, she felt slightly better when she thought about how Madam Zhu had said that Qiao Nian had broken her hand and couldn’t participate in the finals.
…
On the other side, in the emergency department of Beijing First Hospital.
A few doctors were gathered together, stitching up Qiao Nian’s wound.
The small treatment room was full of people.
Old Master Ye, Wen Ruxia, Ye Lan, Yuan Yongqin, and the others had all arrived. They all kept quiet and tried their best to reduce their presence so that they wouldn’t affect the doctor from suturing Qiao Nian.
This surgery was not a big one.
However, everyone’s expressions were solemn, each one more solemn than the last. It was as if Qiao Nian’s injury was as serious as the sky falling on them.
Even Old Master Ye had a stern expression on his face as he tightened his grip. His sharp eyes were focused on the doctor who was stitching up Qiao Nian’s wound. He was afraid that the doctor wouldn’t treat Qiao Nian’s wound seriously and leave a scar in the future…
The Old Master looked serious now.
Who else in the treatment room would dare raise their voice?
The Ye family members couldn’t even squeeze in. All of them stayed outside in the corridor, waiting for news. Actually, none of them could figure it out. Before they could figure out Qiao Nian’s identity, they were trying their best to find out more.
…
The Jiang family could enter.
Old Master Jiang, Jiang Zongjin, and Jiang Li occupied one side of the treatment room.
Old Master Jiang was obviously worried and nervous. He reacted the same way as Old Master Ye and stared at the doctor without blinking.
They were afraid that the doctor wouldn’t treat Qiao Nian’s injuries well.
Jiang Li stood next to them, in a corner seat.
He also clenched his fists and looked nervously at the doctors.
He watched as the girl rolled up the sleeve of her right arm and sat there, her back straight. The doctor didn’t give her an anesthetic. He sterilized her wound with antiseptic alcohol and used a needle and thread to suture the wound…
It hurt just to see it, but Qiao Nian endured it without making a sound.
Jiang Li’s heart ached. He wished he could get hurt in her place, but no one could replace her.
Jiang Li knew this too. So, although his heart ached, he didn’t nag. He just stood quietly.
He knew his dad had gone out to take a call halfway through.
However, Jiang Li’s attention was focused on Qiao Nian, so he didn’t pay much attention to this matter.
Finally, the doctor stitched up Qiao Nian’s wound. Jiang Zongnan also returned at this moment.
Elder Ye, Ye Lan, and Yuan Yongqin followed the doctor out.
They mainly wanted to ask about Qiao Nian’s injuries and how serious it was.
As soon as they left, more than half of the people in the treatment room were gone, leaving only Old Master Jiang, Jiang Zongjin, and the others.
“Nian Nian, are you alright? Are you dizzy? Does your hand still hurt?” Jiang Zongjin hurriedly handed Qiao Nian a bottle of water and unscrewed the cap for her after the doctor left. His heart ached for her. “… Drink some water first.”
Old Master Jiang was also at the side. His heart ached and he was worried. “How did you get into an accident? What happened to that big truck? Did Young Master Ye investigate it?”
