Ming Siran was held in Luo Qiao's arms. The woman's skin was cold and her body was still trembling uncontrollably.
His breathing stopped for a moment, and he reached out to hold her. The thin woman's hand fell on her back, and he could easily touch the slightly protruding bones under her hospital gown. His gaze fell on her feet on the cold floor. He frowned and carried her in his arms.
The subordinate behind him tactfully closed the door and stood guard outside.
The man was dressed in a suit, his posture straight and his coat was still wrapped in the cold air from the outside. Luo Qiao's hand touched it and felt a slight chill.
He carried her to the hospital bed and bent down. His pair of beautiful peach eyes stared at her face, not missing a single expression. "Where are you hurt?"
The lights in the room were switched on and the man's face was bathed in the bright light, exquisitely perfect. Luo Qiao looked at him, her eyes unfocused and she didn't say a word.
Ming Siran looked at her expression, and his gaze flickered. "Qiaoqiao?"
Luo Qiao's thick and long eyelashes trembled and her gaze finally landed on his face. There was a slight change in her dazed expression and her lips moved."Siran?"
"It's me."
Luo Qiao's fingers clenched and her heart clenched. She reached out and hugged him tightly, burying her face in his neck, feeling his warmth and breath.
Ming Siran allowed her to hug him, his brows furrowing even more.
It was very quiet in the ward, and not a single sound could be heard.
After a long while, Luo Qiao slowly let go of him. Ming Siran looked down at her face and asked in a gentle voice, " "What's wrong?"
Luo Qiao's eyes met with his. The man's gaze was scrutinizing her. Her eyelashes fluttered slightly and she snapped back to her senses. She couldn't help but look away."Yingluo had a nightmare."
Nightmare mayfly
when ming siran heard her words, his eyes darkened, but his brows were still furrowed.
But Luo Qiao had already shifted her gaze away. She pursed her dry lips and reached out to pull the blanket over.
Ming Siran looked at her, and after a few seconds, he helped her lie down.
His tall and straight body stood at the head of the bed, his eyes falling on her face. He leaned over and tucked her slightly messy hair behind her ear, his actions very gentle.
I heard that you were injured during the filming. Where did you get injured? "
"It's nothing," Luo Qiao didn't look at him and slowly closed her eyes. Her long eyelashes cast a small shadow under her eyes."It was just that the room was too dark at that time, so I was scared."
Ming Siran looked at her. The woman's face was pale and her brows were tightly knitted together. Her haggardness made his heart ache.
He pursed his lips and took her hand. "Then you sleep for a while, I'll accompany you."
Luo Qiao grunted in agreement.
It was quiet in the room. The doctor had given her some medicine to calm her nerves. Not long after she closed her eyes, she fell back into her dreams.
Ming Siran sat on the edge of the bed, quietly watching the woman's face.
Luo Qiao's forehead was covered in sweat, and her hair was wet. Ming Siran looked at her for a moment, then reached out to brush her hair away. His fair fingers fell on her face, but he did not leave immediately.
He caressed her face with his fingers, his actions filled with endless tenderness. After a long while, he was about to withdraw his hand when he suddenly heard Luo Qiao's broken and helpless voice, " "Go away, Yingluo."
He suddenly stopped and looked up with his dark eyes.
Once again, Luo Qiao fell into a nightmare. Her eyelashes trembled and she was in a very fragile state. She mumbled in a low voice, " "Don't come over, Yingluo, go away, Yingluo."
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However, Luo Qiao was in a deep sleep and didn't hear his voice at all. She was still stuck in her nightmare, unable to extricate herself.
Ming Siran lowered his gaze and glanced at the hand she was holding. She was gripping him so tightly that the joints of her slender fingers were white.
It was a desperate and helpless action.
He held his breath and pulled her into his arms. He kissed her eyes and brows and comforted her, " "I'm here, Qiao Qiao, I'm here to whine"
As if sensing his warmth and familiar aura, Luo Qiao instinctively moved closer to him, her other hand gripping tightly onto his clothes, a gesture of seeking reliance.
Ming Siran held her in his arms, gently and patiently coaxing her. After a long while, Luo Qiao's body finally stopped trembling, but she still did not let go of him. Her black hair fell to half of her face, making her look even paler and more fragile.
The woman in his arms was very thin, and he did not feel much weight when he held her. Ming Siran looked at her sleeping face, his brows furrowed, and his eyes were filled with an unpredictable emotion.
After a while, Luo Qiao's breathing gradually evened out and she fell asleep.
Ming Siran gently placed her on the bed. In her dream, she seemed to have felt something, and her hand subconsciously reached out to grab him. Ming Siran's eyes darkened, and he took off his coat and shoes, lying down next to her.
The night gradually faded, and the sky began to turn white. Ming Siran did not sleep the entire night, his eyes fixed on the woman in his arms.
After that, Luo Qiao didn't have any more nightmares and spent the rest of the night in peace.
At this moment, there was a very low knock on the door, followed by the voice of a subordinate outside, " "President Ming, we should get going."
Ming Siran turned his head to look at the door, and his gaze fell back on Luo Qiao. He leaned over and kissed her gently, from the corner of her eyes to her lips, his actions gentle and tender.
After a while, he got out of bed and tidied up the blanket for her. He looked at her for a while before he turned around and left.
Outside, his subordinates were standing respectfully.
Ming Siran put on his suit jacket. His usually unruly eyes were now covered in a layer of frost, and his expression was so cold that no one dared to approach him.
He strode forward with his long legs and said in a low voice, " "How's the investigation going?"
all the crew members at the filming location that day are now under strict surveillance and control by young master Zelan.
Ming Siran's face was tense, and his eyes were dark.
Strict surveillance and control.
If it was just an ordinary accident, he wouldn't have to go through so much trouble.
The underling continued, " our men brought back a female cleaner. She took advantage of the chaos and left. She should know what happened at the scene.
Ming Siran adjusted his sleeves, his voice emotionless. "Take me to her."
"Yes."
The group walked out of the private hospital and bumped into Luo Zelan and the others who had just arrived.
The man with a cold aura stopped in his tracks. His eyes swept past him and narrowed dangerously.
At this moment, the bodyguard who had been beaten up until his face was swollen ran over with an embarrassed expression. "Young master Qianqian, young master Qianqian."
He swallowed his saliva and said,"sorry, we didn't stop Yingluo this time."
Luo Zelan glanced at him emotionlessly, then turned to look at Ming Siran. The latter did not even lift his eyes."I saw it, kissed it, and even slept for the whole night."