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Chapter 122 Unforgettable Birthday

This is the most unforgettable birthday experience Cheng Suiran has had since he grew up.

As the gangster behind her fell down, she was stunned for half a second before suddenly collapsing to the ground.

When Jiang Weiyi witnessed this scene with his own eyes, he was so frightened that his soul flew away. He couldn't say a word and his whole body was shaking like chaff.

She had never seen such a scene before. It was even more exaggerated than the special effects in movies. It was simply shocking. For a moment, she even felt the speed of the bullet grazing her cheek.

The onlookers were quickly dispersed by the police. When Cheng Siyan ran down, he glanced at the lost Jiang Weiyi and did not bother to comfort her. Instead, he quickly came to Cheng Sui'an and comforted her: "Of course you are not afraid, my brother is here."

Cheng Suiran collapsed on the ground with a cold body, and there was still a small amount of bleeding on her white and tender neck. Her eyes were open, but out of focus, as motionless as a puppet.

In just a moment, all that flashed in her mind was the scene of her father being killed, and she was even prepared to die.

Fortunately she survived.

"Of course..." Cheng Siyan was worried and stretched out his arms to hold her in his arms: "Don't be afraid. As long as my brother is here, he will always protect you."

Hearing his voice, Cheng Suiran's dilated pupils gradually gathered, and she hugged him tightly with trembling hands: "Brother... I almost died just now..."

Cheng Siyan patted her back and whispered: "No, as long as my brother is here, he will always protect you."

"Yeah." Cheng Suiran nodded lightly. She didn't dare to think back to the scene just now for fear of triggering her nightmare again.

Cheng Siyan hugged her and left. When he passed by Jiang Weiyi, he stopped, looked down at her, and frowned slightly: "Get up and go to the hospital."

"What?" Jiang Weiyi had not yet recovered, his face was pale and his head was buzzing.

She just... actually witnessed the death of a person with her own eyes.

"Get up, I'll take you to the hospital."

Cheng Siyan patiently repeated it again, his brows filled with solemnity, indicating that he was so worried about Cheng Suiran.

Jiang Weiyi looked up at him blankly, her eyes touching his rigorous and serious face. After staying for a moment, she slowly stood up.

After a few people left the mall, an ambulance was already waiting at the entrance of the mall. As well as the reporters who were watching, Cheng Siyan subconsciously lowered his head to avoid the camera.

The cold wind blew by, Jiang Weiyi shrank her neck, and the tight strings relaxed. Only then did she realize what she was doing, and stepped forward to block the camera for Cheng Siyan.

Not far away, reporters were discussing incessantly, and she was still a little confused. She had just witnessed the death of a person with her own eyes, and that person was the murderer who held Ranran hostage.

Thinking about it, Jiang Weiyi felt cold all over again, as if she was immersed in ice water. If her brother knew about this, her brother would definitely feel extremely guilty, blaming himself for not protecting Ranran.

Cheng Siyan hugged Cheng Suiran and got into the ambulance. Jiang Weiyi followed him, fidgeting. She turned her head and looked out the window, her head a mess.

The ambulance sped away and soon disappeared at the end of the street.

Beijing First People's Hospital.

Door to surgeon's office.

Neither Jiang Weiyi nor Cheng Siyan spoke, and the air was filled with a depressive atmosphere.

Jiang Weiyi leaned against the wall and closed her eyes to rest her mind. She was so tired that her eyelids couldn't help but fight.

"Are you injured?"

Cheng Siyan's concerned voice sounded in her ears. She didn't open her eyes, she just shook her head and murmured: "I want to sleep for a while."

Hearing this, Cheng Siyan did not disturb him again.

When she woke up, it was already dark, and the voices of Cheng Siyan and the doctor discussing Cheng Suiran's physical condition could be heard in her ears, mixed with several noisy sounds.

Jiang Weiyi opened his eyes in a daze, and what he saw was a vast expanse of white, and a faint smell of disinfectant came from the tip of his nose.

She looked around and noticed that this was a hospital ward.

Cheng Siyan sat on the edge of the bed. When he saw her waking up, he hurriedly asked: "Are you awake? Are you thirsty? Drink some warm water."

After saying that, he handed her a glass of warm water and patted her head to express comfort.

Jiang Weiyi took a small sip of warm water and asked with concern: "Ranran, is she okay?"

"It's okay, I'm going to see a psychiatrist."

After Cheng Siyan finished speaking, he helped her sit up and said warmly: "Do you want to go take a look?"

Jiang Weiyi shook his head and was silent for a while. Then he suddenly thought of something, raised his eyes to meet his gaze, and asked eagerly: "Where is my brother?"

"Pray for knowledge?" Cheng Siyan raised his eyebrows slightly: "Isn't he participating in the rescue in Yunbei? Jiang Weiyi, you really don't need to see a psychiatrist?"

Why did he feel that this little girl had been frightened out of her wits?

Jiang Weiyi swallowed her saliva, stabilized her mind, and said slowly: "Which floor is the psychiatrist on? Let me go and have a look."

She had a hunch that her brother must have arrived long ago, and she wanted to take a look.

"I'll take you to the third floor."

Seeing her insistence, Cheng Siyan didn't say anything more.

——

Third floor, Psychology Department.

Cheng Suiran had just walked out of the doctor's office, and before he could see clearly what was ahead, he was suddenly taken into his arms by someone.

The familiar crisp fragrance reached the tip of her nose, and she suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. The grievances she had accumulated all day long finally poured out at this moment.

"Li Qizhi, why did you come here..."

She hugged Li Qizhi's waist and cried: "Do you know, I almost died today, and you almost couldn't see me."

"No."

Li Qizhi hugged her and tightened his arms, as if he wanted to embed her into his body. His voice was soft and low: "No, don't be afraid."

He was still wearing the rescue team uniform at this time, with some dust on it, and he obviously came here in a hurry.

Cheng Suiran sniffed, looked up at him, and sobbed softly: "What if, if I die today, would you..."

Before she finished speaking, she was interrupted gently by Li Qizhi. His eyes moved slightly: "Of course, no, I won't let this happen again."

Cheng Suiran was stunned for a long time, blinked his wet eyes, nodded with choked sobs, and then got into his arms again: "I believe you."

Li Qizhi gently rubbed her hair, said "hmm" in a low voice, and said guiltily: "It's my fault today."

"No." Cheng Suiran shook her head, hugged him tightly, and smelled the refreshing fragrance of his body, which made her feel at ease, and said warmly: "I don't blame you, what happened today has nothing to do with you."

As she spoke, she raised her head and looked at him: "Li Qizhi, I really don't blame you for what happened today. You must not feel guilty."

Li Qizhi pursed his lips and did not respond.

He is guilty, and this guilt will always be rooted in his heart like a thorn, and it will cause him great pain every time he thinks about it.

At this time, at the corner of the corridor.

Jiang Weiyi raised his eyes and looked at Cheng Siyan beside him, then at the two figures hugging each other not far away, silently.

Hey, are you all preparing for the New Year’s goods~()
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