Chatper 27 (1/2)

"Xiao An, lend me your mobile phone."

"Okay." Xiao An immediately handed over the phone, "Are you calling President Xiao He?"

Qin Yiyue, who was originally anxious, was amused by her title, "Yes."

"Then remember to delete the record after you call, otherwise I won't be able to resist making harassing calls."

Qin Yiyue dialed Xiaobao's number with a smile, only to hear a busy tone, and it was like this several times in a row.

Qin Yiyue frowned, and returned the phone to Xiao An, "The director will find me later, you tell him I'll go out and see him when I come back."

"Your foot is still hurt, where are you going? I'll help you."

"No, just tell the director for me later."

After Qin Yiyue finished speaking, she limped out.

After walking more than ten meters, her foot injury became more and more obvious, and the pain was much worse than before.

When Qin Yiyue thought that if Xiaobao couldn't get through to her phone number and was in an unfamiliar environment, she couldn't help but worry.

I had to drag my injured foot all the way to the downstairs of the staff apartment.

When she got downstairs, she was sweating in the early winter.

Many doctors just woke up from their lunch break. Seeing Qin Yiyue's pale face, they asked in confusion, "Doctor Qin, what's wrong with you?"

"It's okay, I'll go back to the apartment and have a look."

While the two were talking, several doctors came down the stairs.

"I don't know what happened on the fourth floor. I keep hearing the screams of children."

"I heard it too. There seemed to be a sound of smashing things, and no one answered the knock on the door."

Qin Yiyue's face suddenly changed when she heard their conversation, "Doctor Li, I'll go up first, we'll talk later."

After Qin Yiyue finished speaking, she ran upstairs without looking back, trying her best to ignore the injury on her foot.

Across the corridor, she could hear the scream of that childish voice.

Qin Yiyue shook her hand and opened it.

When I saw the scene in the apartment clearly, my heart hurt like being pricked by a needle.

Xiao Bao was wearing a thin long johns, and stood on the floor full of debris with his bare feet.

The feet had been cut in several places and were still bleeding.

Xiaobao turned his head when he heard the sound of the door opening.

On the usually pink and delicate face, now there is a look of horror and aggrieved, not at all like a five-year-old child.

Qin Yiyue stepped on those fragments and limped to Xiaobao.

Xiao Bao looked at her warily and took a few steps back.

Qin Yiyue was afraid that his little feet would be cut again, so she hugged his little body tightly and coaxed softly: "Baby, I'm sorry. My mobile phone was broken by the patient's family and I can't receive your call. You Are you scared?"

Xiaobao struggled violently because she gradually stopped talking.

Qin Yiyue carried him to the bed, and began to check the injuries on his body, and found that besides a few wounds on his feet, there were also wounds on the back of his small hands.

She took out the small medicine kit from the drawer beside the bed and quickly treated these wounds for him.

Seeing Qin Yiyue walking, Xiaobao typed a line on the mini tablet.

"What happened to your foot?"

Qin Yiyue knew that she was much smarter and more mature than children of the same age, so she didn't intend to hide it from him.

"At noon, the family members of the patient made trouble. I was injured a little during the process, but it's nothing serious. You don't have to worry."

Looking at her smiling expression, Xiaobao continued to type a line on the tablet.

"Why not let my dad handle it?"

"Should he beat up the patient's family? It's not that simple, but it's not complicated, as long as it's handled properly." Qin Yiyue laughed.