Twenty-Five Take Care of Mr. President

Xia Xingchen also understood why the news temporarily changed the story to say that he was not injured. It turned out that the current political situation is troubled both internally and externally.

She nodded: "Don't worry, I will take good care of him."

Leng Fei nodded and led her into the room. The house doesn't look big from the outside, but the inside layout is everything.

There were only a few people he trusted inside and out, and the atmosphere was cold and dignified.

Xia Xingchen's heart was hanging high, and he asked, "Where is he?"

"Come with me." Leng Fei led Xia Xingchen to the only bedroom here. He raised his hand and knocked on the door, and when he heard the movement inside, he turned to tell her: "It may be bloody, so be prepared."

Xia Xingchen took a deep breath and nodded. Only then did Leng Fei push the door open and enter.

Although he was mentally prepared, Xia Xingchen was still taken a step back in shock when he suddenly saw the scene in the room.

The blood on the bed made her weak legs and dizziness.

Blood.

The sheets, the ground, and his body were all covered in bright red blood, which was shocking.

He lay there dying, his chest was wounded, bloody and bloody. On the arm, even the muscles and bones were exposed.

Xia Xingchen stood there, feeling a little difficult to breathe.

"How...how could he be so seriously injured?"

Logically speaking, with so many bodyguards around, he shouldn't be like this.

"It was to save a child who was only a few years old." Leng Fei said lightly.

Xia Xingchen understood.

The heights are unbearably cold, and power and danger coexist. He's the president, and there's no room for backing down from anything but fire and water.

It is not without reason that this man can become the youngest and most popular president.

She looked at him, and in her heart, a few different feelings unconsciously flashed across.

It is reverence and admiration.

Fortunately, Xia Dabai's father is such a responsible man.

After a long time, the doctor Fu Yichen had already treated his wound and left the bedroom. Xia Xingchen hurriedly followed, "Doctor Fu, how is he doing?"

"He is in a coma now. With such a serious injury, he will definitely have a fever at night. At that time, remember to wipe his whole body with alcohol."

"Okay. It will. Is there anything else to watch out for?"

"The wounds on your body must never get wet. This is my number. If he doesn't have a fever tomorrow morning, call me immediately." Fu Yichen wrote a series of numbers with a pen.

Xia Xingchen frowned slightly, and looked in the direction of the bedroom worriedly, "Is Dr. Fu not staying here?"

She was afraid that if something happened, she would not be able to take care of it.

"There are still many wounded in Baiyu Square. I have to take charge of the overall situation. Moreover, people outside know my relationship with the president. Once I disappear for too long, outsiders will inevitably become suspicious."

She was worried about his situation, but there was really no other way at the moment.

After Fu Yichen left, Leng Fei also took several people away.

Bai Yeqing was unconscious, and Leng Fei had to appear in front of the media to stabilize the morale of the army. Moreover, the instigator of this incident must be found out as soon as possible, otherwise, he will always be in danger.

all of a sudden,

In the house, there were only her and Bai Yeqing left. Fortunately, there were bodyguards patrolling cautiously outside.

Xia Xingchen took a deep breath, calmed down, and then pushed the door open again.

In the room, Cold Coffee and the others had dealt with the blood-stained carpet and sheets, and he on the bed had also been bandaged. The whole scene was not as shocking as before.

only……

Her heart was still clenched tightly, feeling very uncomfortable.

...

night.

Sure enough, he had a fever. His face was flushed from the heat, and his brows were wrinkled into the word 'Chuan', obviously very uncomfortable.

Xia Xingchen didn't dare to neglect, so he quickly got the water, twisted a towel and stuck it on his forehead. However, when his hand just touched his forehead, he took a heavy breath, and when he raised his hand, he suddenly clasped her hand.

He used almost all his strength, and she could feel his fiery palm trembling because of too much force.

only……

At the moment, he is very weak. As long as she struggled lightly, she could break free from his grasp.

However, she dare not. Afraid of accidentally pulling the wound on his body.

"Relax, it's me. You have a fever, I have to help you." Xia Xingchen whispered.

Bai Yeqing was in a daze, and only heard a soft and thin voice ringing in his ears, like spring rain moistening things, which could easily soothe people's hearts.

His eyelashes trembled violently, and it took a long time before he opened them with difficulty. In front of her eyes, after a blur, her worried little face slowly emerged.

"It's you?"

His voice was extremely hoarse, and his lips were so dry and sore. He was visibly relieved to see her.

Xia Xingchen nodded, "Lengfen asked me to take care of you, you relax, I will try my best not to hurt you."

He blinked his eyelashes, knowing it. Only then did she gradually relax her vigilance, and the big palm slowly moved away from her wrist.

Xia Xingchen put the towel on his forehead and brought over alcohol.

Looking at him, for a while, I was in trouble. Terrible! To rub his body?

"What?" Bai Yeqing felt that she didn't make any further movements, didn't open her eyes, and just asked weakly.

"...Dr. Fu told me that you have to wipe your body with alcohol when you have a fever..." Xia Xingchen explained in a softer voice.

Only then did Bai Yeqing raise his eyes and take a look at her. He could clearly see her embarrassment and shyness.

"Give me the alcohol, I'll do it myself..." He used strong willpower to keep himself from falling into a coma again. The uninjured hand fumbled towards the alcohol bottle. Wherever it touched, it was all wet.

Xia Xingchen saw it, quickly held his hand, and said in shock, "Don't move! If you pull the wound, it will hurt."

Bai Yeqing pulled his pale lips, "It hurts a little, it's nothing."

There are many large and small wounds on his body, even I can't count them. He grew up in the army since he was a child, and he has endured all kinds of cruel training.

Compared with the hail of bullets, whips and knives, what are these injuries now?

Although he only spoke lightly, Xia Xingchen felt unspeakably sad and distressed when he heard it.

"I'll help you. Just be obedient and don't move around." She pulled out the chair and sat down beside the bed.

Bai Yeqing frowned and stared at her. She dipped cotton in alcohol and carefully wiped it from his earlobe.

then……

Neck, collarbone...no chest that hurt...

further down...

She put her fingers on the man's trousers, and could feel his deep and complicated gaze still staring at her, her cheeks became more and more red.

Biting her lip, she said sullenly, "Close your eyes!"

If he wants to stare again, she should die of shyness, right?

Although the two of them had done everything, that was five years ago. Moreover, she has always regarded those as dreams. Now that she thinks about it, she is in a daze, so...

She is really shy!