"No, it was me who bumped into something!" he said offhandedly.
"Really?"
Luo Xiaoqian frowned, aware that people’s subconscious minds tend to protect themselves instinctively. In this kind of subconscious state, some horrifying experiences would automatically blur. She couldn’t remember the details of the previous day very clearly.
"Of course it’s true!" Leng Zimo gave her a reassuring smile.
Huangfu Ao stopped at the door, tactfully choosing not to enter, "The car is ready!"
"Let’s go, we’re heading back to Beijing!" Leng Zimo once again lifted her in a horizontal carry.
"Your arm?"
"Just a minor injury, it’s nothing!"
On the way down, he carried her to the back seat and rolled down the car window, "I’m off!"
"Hurry off!" Huangfu Ao stood on the steps, waved his hand, and the soldier sitting in the driver’s seat immediately started the car, driving out of the courtyard.
"I forgot to thank him!" Luo Xiaoqian whispered in his arms.
She had been overly anxious at the time, and seeing Huangfu Ao was what made her scream. Now, feeling somewhat calmer, she naturally guessed that the person who had come to her rescue yesterday must have been Huangfu Ao and his men.
"No need!" Leng Zimo stroked her head, "Get some sleep, I’ll wake you when we reach Beijing!"
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The car delivered the two straight to Beijing General Hospital, where Shen Yizhou worked, and naturally arranged the best ward for Luo Xiaoqian.
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