President, please comfort me.

Xiao He's eyes darkened slightly, and he said to Tang Chao and Ye Lin, "Take care of it."

Then he looked at Li Zhibin, but said to Achen, "Call a female doctor and take this colleague to the hospital while you're at it." Then he picked up Wen Qi and started to walk out.

Ah Chen hummed in agreement: "Okay."

Tang Chao also realized what was happening and nodded slightly: "Don't worry, we're here."

Although Tang Chao knew about the relationship between the two, he was still shocked by Xiao He's actions. After all, Xiao He had been indifferent and even disdainful when he talked about Wen Qi that night in Night Charm. Now it seemed that Xiao He was not being honest and was hiding something.

He squinted, seemingly lost in thought.

Needless to say, Ye Lin was having a perfectly good meal when Xiao He suddenly walked out without saying a word. Now, a beautiful young woman appeared out of nowhere, and most importantly, the young woman was being held tightly in Xiao He's arms like a princess carry. Good heavens, what happened?

Wen Qi came to her senses and realized that Xiao He was going to take her away. She quickly looked at him and whispered, "Put me down. I want to go to the hospital to see my mentor. He was injured while helping me." After saying that, she struggled to get down.

Xiao He stared at her, unsure whether he was angry that she had gotten herself into this state or that she had time to care about others when she was already struggling to take care of herself. His voice was cold and hard: "You're already being a good person by not bothering others. The hospital doesn't need you. Just stay put."

When Wen Qi heard him casually utter the word "trouble," she couldn't help but think of what he had said that morning: "always causing trouble for others." Still feeling frightened, she suddenly felt even more wronged.

As a girl who had just graduated and had no family, her eyes instantly reddened, she pouted, lowered her eyes, buried her head deeply in his left chest and silently shed tears.

Xiao He looked at her, feeling a little annoyed. He didn't know whether to praise himself for being on the same wavelength as her or to have some conscience. He also thought of what they had said that morning. He pursed his lips, sighed, and quickly carried Wen Qi out of the hall. The bodyguard hurriedly went up to drive them back to Chunfengli.

The bodyguard was perceptive; as soon as he got into the car, he discreetly pressed a button, and the partition slowly rose.

The moment the partition rose, Xiao He removed her coat from her lap without a word. By then, her skirt had almost slipped up to her thighs. Wen Qi felt a chill on her leg and reflexively shifted, only to hear Xiao He's low scolding voice: "Don't move."

The wound wasn't deep, and the bleeding had stopped long ago, but Xiao He still frowned and carefully examined it.

Noticing that her clothes were soaked with tears, Xiao He looked down at her, hesitated for a long time, and then carefully chose his words before saying, "Don't cry. He's not seriously injured. Achen will arrange for someone to take care of him. Achen will tell you the situation later."

Wen Qi, with her head down, didn't want to cry when she heard his words, but she couldn't stop the tears, and her shoulders trembled.

After a while, perhaps Xiao He had lost patience, he said in a low voice, "If you cry again, I'll throw you down."

Sure enough, when Wen Qi heard his seemingly threatening words, she slowly raised her head, her long eyelashes covered with tears, as beautiful as a lotus emerging from the water, which lingered and refused to fall.

Wenqi looked at him pitifully, not daring to make a sound, like a homeless puppy begging for a kind person to adopt her.

Xiao He had been watching her closely from beginning to end. Now, as they looked at each other, her tearful appearance was deeply imprinted in his mind.

He seemed to hear the sound of his heart breaking from the depths of her soul. Not wanting to let her cry anymore, and having no experience in comforting people, he could only offer a stiff, soft words of solace: "Don't cry. If the doctor comes later, he'll think I've been bullying you."

As if trying to prove herself, Wen Qi lowered her head and shrank back, sobbing softly without thinking, "You did bully me."

Xiao He immediately understood what she meant, and a hint of embarrassment and a touch of tenderness that he himself hadn't noticed flashed in his eyes: "Yes, I apologize for what I said this morning. Please forgive me."

If the lighting inside the car hadn't been so dim, Wen Qi would have noticed that Xiao He's ears were subtly blushing.

Wen Qi thought she had misheard, and reacted a beat too late. She stared at him incredulously, looking aggrieved, confused, and innocent.

Unable to bear such a gaze, Xiao He swallowed silently, and as if possessed, raised his hand and gently pressed his fingertips around her eyes to wipe away her tears.

Wen Qi was secretly amazed by Xiao He's change in attitude. She turned her head shyly toward his chest, gently pressing her face against his chest, her cheeks flushed red.

Fifteen minutes later, the black Rolls-Royce slowly came to a stop in the courtyard of Chunfengli. Xiao He carried Wen Qi straight to her room and gently placed her on the bed.

He looked her up and down at the dress she was wearing, his voice low: "The doctor will be here later to check the injury on your waist, so please change your clothes first."

After he finished speaking, Wen Qi made no move. He asked politely and calmly, "Are you sure you can manage? Do you need any help?"

Wen Qi felt a mix of embarrassment, nervousness, and shyness, her face burning with embarrassment.

As a programmer, she already had a bad back, and today's collision made things worse. She struggled for a moment, but tried her best to appear calm: "If you don't mind, could you help me unzip my back? My back hurts so much, I can't straighten up."

Xiao He didn't reply. He walked over and sat down behind her, placing one hand on her shoulder and the other on the zipper. With a "whoosh," her smooth, fair back came into view.

A small mole on the left side of his sexy shoulder blade, and his delicate, pale purple shoulders gave him a strong visual impact.

He felt his heart rate becoming erratic, but outwardly remained calm and composed: "All done." He then walked towards the living room.

After Xiao He left, Wen Qi picked up the pajamas from the bedside table. She was glad that she had a set of clothes next to her. She gritted her teeth and endured the pain, and it took her a lot of effort to put the clothes on.

After Xiao He went out, he casually looked around. The room was clean and tidy. There was a bouquet of flowers on the coffee table, a few small toys on the sofa, and several succulents on the balcony.

He habitually took out a cigarette from his pocket and put it in his mouth. The moment he lit the lighter, he thought of the way she frowned slightly in the car that time. He paused for a moment and then put the cigarette down.

Sitting on the sofa, my phone rang. It was my family doctor calling: "Mr. Xiao, I'm at the door."

Xiao He: "Come straight to the second floor." After hanging up the phone, he used his phone to open the door for the doctor.

Xiao He stood up and walked towards the bedroom, knocking on the door: "Are you done yet?"

After getting dressed, Wen Qi breathed a sigh of relief: "All done."

Two minutes later, Xiao He brought the doctor into the bedroom.

The doctor had worked for the Xiao family for most of his life and had never seen Xiao with any woman, let alone in his bed.

A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, but he was still perceptive enough to know better. Without saying much, he lifted Wen Qi's pajamas at the waist in front of Xiao He, checking her while asking about the reason and how she was feeling. Wen Qi answered honestly one by one.

After examining her back, the doctor treated the wound on her leg and then said to Xiao He, "Her back is fine, just a simple soft tissue injury. I'll give her an injection of painkiller and prescribe some ointment to apply regularly. She should rest in bed and keep warm, and avoid overexertion. She should be fully recovered in about a week."

"I've been remembering to disinfect and apply ointment to my legs these past few days."

Xiao He, still staring intently at Wen Qi's waist, asked with a serious expression, "Is it nothing serious? Why does it hurt so much?"