The boss of the empire was blown up by me

As soon as these words came out, Zhan Xijue's expression sank instantly.

There was a terrifying look in his eyes, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down several times before he forcibly suppressed the anger surging in his chest.

After a long time, he said very coldly:

"An Xiaoqi, listen carefully, you have to live well for me and look after me well, without you, how wonderful my life will be in the future against Xi Jue, huh?"

An Xiaoqi's heart was sour, and when her eyes were warm, she stood up.

She looked out of the floor-to-ceiling windows at the back garden of the hospital shrouded in sunlight.
She turned around and said calmly, "Okay."

As she spoke, she proposed to leave: "It's getting late, I should go back, you should take good care of your wounds."

After speaking, she will leave.

Zhan Xijue stopped her: "I let you go?"

An Xiaoqi raised her eyebrows: "Huh?"

"Miss An, speaking of it, I owe it to you to be in such a mess today. You just want to whitewash the peace just by saying sorry, isn't it too whimsical?"

An Xiaoqi knew that he was trying to embarrass him, but she didn't know how he was going to embarrass her.

She didn't quite understand: "So what? How does Mr. Zhan want me to compensate you for your financial losses?"

"Economic loss is fine. You and I are not people who are short of money. What money can settle is not what I want."

An Xiaoqi pretended to be listening attentively: "Mr. Zhan, if you have any request, please mention it as soon as possible!"

"My wife is pregnant, it's really hard to take care of me who is seriously injured..."

An Xiaoqi seemed to have thought of the second half of his sentence, and interrupted him:

"Okay, Mr. Zhan, I'll find you some experienced nurses to take care of you until you recover and leave the hospital."

After her words fell, Zhan Xijue stared coldly at her eyes, and after a while, said with a sneer:

"I think that Miss An's labor force has the value of resolving conflicts."

"Boss Zhan, is this appropriate?"

Zhan Xijue sneered:

"What's inappropriate? I've already had an adulterer and adulterous affair in front of my wife. Is it more difficult for you to be my nurse for a few days than to accompany me to bed?"

As he said that, he let out an oh, as if he understood clearly,
"That's right, as a mistress, it's me who works hard, and you, Miss An, who is comfortable; as a nurse, it's Miss An who works hard, and it's me, the injured patient, who works hard."

An Xiaoqi was very angry at his words, but within a few seconds she miraculously pressed down again.

She felt that this man was shameless, and if she wanted to be shameless, it seemed meaningless?
She laughed angrily and said:

"Since Mr. Zhan feels that only by becoming your nurse can you be relieved of all the past, as long as your wife has no objection, I have no objection either."

Zhan Xijue clicked his tongue and said with a sneer:
"Miss An, when did I say that I will be relieved if you become a nurse? Being a nurse for me is just a way for you to redeem your sins, that's all. "

An Xiaoqi's heart was stabbed, but she quickly restrained her anger.

She looked at him without speaking.

Sarcasm at her seems to have become an instinctive reaction of Zhan Xijue now, but seeing her expression on the verge of collapse because of this, he feels very irritated in his heart.

With a cold face, he said:

"Okay, instead of working on these lip service, it's better to think about how to be a qualified nurse. Some people are afraid of saying they want to be a nurse, but their bodies are coquettish and seduce men all the time."

After he finished speaking, he took out his phone and called Nan Xiangjiao: "Madam, come here now."

Nan Xiangjiao has been staying in a nearby hotel for the past few nights. The hotel has a kitchen, and she is used to drilling into the kitchen. Her cooking skills are more beautiful than her face.

When Zhan Xijue called her, she was putting the stewed pork rib soup in the thermos, "Have you talked about it?"

"Ah."

Nan Xiangjiao couldn't hear Xi Jue Zhan's emotions, but somehow felt that Xi Jue Zhan should be in a good mood now, "Okay, I'll be there in about a quarter of an hour."

After hanging up the phone, Zhan Xijue said to An Xiaoqi:
"My wife is preparing dinner for me. It will take a quarter of an hour before she arrives. Before she comes, don't blame me for this. Go and settle your bastard son."

An Xiaoqi wished he could have a fly swatter in his hand, and his mouth would be swollen with a swatter. This man is so vicious that people hate him.

Therefore, after Zhan Xijue finished speaking, she walked out of the ward without looking back.

The door was slammed loudly by her, and after the door was shut with a bang, Zhan Xijue got up and got out of the wheelchair.

He was wounded on his chest, and when he bent down to pick up the carvings on the ground, the wound on his chest was throbbing with pain.

Enduring the pain, he picked up all the sculptures that fell into three pieces and put them on the coffee table to put them together.

Not to mention, the little guy's carving skills are very good, and his appearance is carved vividly.

Zhan Xijue wanted to find something to re-glue the carvings, but after searching for a long time, he couldn't find anything suitable, so he found a bag to store all the pieces, and carefully put them into his suitcase.

……

After An Xiaoqi came in again, she came in with Nan Xiangjiao. At this time, Xia Yunlan had already been sent back by her.

Zhan Xijue rolled his eyes at them.

Nan Xiangjiao was thin because of severe morning sickness in the first trimester.

But when An Xiaoqi appeared in the same frame as her, Zhan Xijue felt that An Xiaoqi was actually thinner than Nan Xiangjiao,

He didn't feel this way a few days ago, how could he become so thin in just a few days?

Zhan Xijue was full of doubts, and suddenly asked subconsciously:

"Miss An, I want to know, what is it that makes you feel uneasy because of what wrongdoing you have done, that you lost weight like this after a few days?"

An Xiaoqi didn't bother to talk nonsense with him, and said straight to the point: "Is my fat and thin related to Zhan Zhan?"

Zhan Xijue said as a matter of course: "Why not? You are so skinny as a female ghost to be my nurse, am I trying to find bad luck for myself?"

An Xiaoqi: "Then you can change to someone who is pleasing to the eye, why bother looking for bad luck?"

"How can I do that? No matter how pleasing the other nurses are, they didn't use Miss An to make people happy."

An Xiaoqi really felt that Zhan Xijue would be better off being stabbed to death by Bai Xiqiu's subordinates.

She was too angry to speak.

At this moment, Nan Xiangjiao asked Zhan Xijue: "You called me here and said there is something wrong, what is it?"

Zhan Xijue pulled his lips:
"I asked Miss An to work as a nurse for a few days to make amends. She said she was a shameless woman, and said that if you, Mrs. Zhan, don't nod, she won't!"

Hearing this, Nan Xiangjiao smiled softly and said:
"Oh, it doesn't matter whether you want it or not. It's the same whoever takes care of you. If someone helps me share the burden, I'm not too happy yet."

Although An Xiaoqi had already seen the gentleness and generosity of Nan Xiangjiao, a good wife, she was still a little embarrassed by her words at this time.

What Zhan Xijue said next surprised An Xiaoqi even more:

"There are free nurses, but you have to work hard for your wife, how outrageous is that?

In this way, you can pack your luggage later, and I will ask Jianghuai to take you to the airport later.
You go back to Shengjing and take good care of your baby, don't get kidnapped by some enemy again,
I will feel bad whether it hurts you or the child, huh? "

Nan Xiangjiao's originally calm eyes finally had a ripple.

Her eyes flashed in surprise, and she wanted to tell Zhan Xijue that she didn't really want to go back to Shengjing that much, she still wanted to visit the famous theater in Youdu.

As a result, just after her eyes met the deep and cold pupils of Xijue Shangzhan, the words on her lips changed:

"...You are not without worries. For the sake of safety, I will listen to you."

Zhan Xijue waved to her after she finished speaking: "Come here."

Nan Xiangjiao... walked in front of him with a smile on her face.

Zhan Xijue stood up from the wheelchair at this time, he was tall, and he seemed very doting when he made some intimate movements.

With his fingers, he brushed the broken hair scattered on her face behind her ears, and said in a soft and gentle voice:
"This trip to Youdu has caused you a lot of grievances. Madam, please don't blame me."

Nan Xiangjiao felt that if Zhan Xijue went to act, he would definitely bring back an Oscar statuette.

She still smiled and said: "It's not a grievance, it's just that you are injured now, but it makes me worry."

"You take care of me yourself, that's why I'm worried. If something goes wrong with your body, it's not good for you and your child. Don't worry about it. When I'm discharged from the hospital, I'll go back to accompany you."

An Xiaoqi completely ignored them, Zhan Xijue originally showed her to watch, but she ignored him, and he found it very boring.

Not only was he bored, he was angry.

After Nan Xiangjiao left, he began to lose his temper with An Xiaoqi:

"An Xiaoqi, you are here to redeem your sins, not to be a rich wife, do you have any discernment?
I want to eat now, what are you doing there?Like an arithmetic bead, it moves once when it is moved, but it does not move when it is not moved. "

An Xiaoqi was not angry either. When he was talking to her, he had already brought out the dinners prepared by Nan Xiangjiao out of the thermos boxes one by one.

Arrange chopsticks, spoons for soup, forks for fruit...

After finishing all these, she pushed Sir Zhan to the dining table: "Now you can have dinner."

"You feed me!"

An Xiaoqi kept smiling and asked him, "Mr. Zhan, do you eat the soup first or the rice first?"

"soup."

According to the words, An Xiaoqi began to feed Zhan Xijue soup with a spoon.

Because she expected that Xi Jue Zhan would make things difficult for her, so before feeding him the soup, she made a special fuss about it, in case he would turn around and say that she was going to scald him to death or something.

In the end, after she finished blowing and fed it to his mouth, Zhan Xijue raised his hand and knocked off her spoon, and said angrily:
"Do you understand hygiene? Blow all your saliva into the soup, it's so disgusting, how can I drink it?"

An Xiaoqi held back.

She knew that this was just the beginning, if she lost her temper now, how would she live in the future?
She bent down to pick up the spoon that fell on the ground, went to the bathroom to clean the spoon without saying a word, and came back to serve him again.

After a meal, An Xiaoqi felt that Zhan Xijue was more difficult to serve than her ancestors, and she was exhausted.

She cleaned up the dining table and wanted to go to the bathroom to take a rest. She stepped into the door of the bathroom, and then Viscount called her loudly:
"An Xiaoqi, where did you die?"

An Xiaoqi washed her face in front of the faucet, wiped off the water on her face, and walked out.

She came to Zhan Xijue and asked, "What else do you need?"

"Read me the news."

An Xiaoqi tried to stay calm and said, "Mr. Zhan, what news do you want to hear, I can listen to the book for you."

"I want to hear you read!"

An Xiaoqi: "..."

"If I tell you to read the news, you'll just throw a face? Are you still a nurse?"

An Xiaoqi told him with practical actions that she can, she is extremely capable.

It can bend and stretch!

Neng Qu Neng stretched to the back, Zhan Xijue felt that it was pointless to torture her.

He raised his eyelids, looked at the woman who trimmed his toenails with nail scissors, and finally said mercifully:
"When you finish cutting your nails, you go to eat. Miss An is so delicate, don't turn around and make a fuss. Your uncle who treats you so kindly will come to me again. I have already been hurt so badly, and because of If this makes things worse, the gain will outweigh the loss.”

An Xiaoqi is now immune to his cynicism and can automatically block it.

She just picked up her bag and was about to leave.

Zhan Xijue frowned immediately: "What are you going to do?"

"Go downstairs and eat!"

Zhan Xijue had a cold face:

"An Xiaoqi, do you have the slightest bit of self-consciousness as a nurse? I am a seriously injured patient, and you left me alone in the ward, is it plausible?"

"Mr. Zhan, if you...leave me for a while, will you die?"

Zhan Xijue choked for a moment: "..."

An Xiaoqi's words continued:
"You ate, ate, drank, and even pissed, and I just ate a meal. You won't be blocked by shit, right? Are all the bodyguards waiting outside dead?"

Zhan Xijue just didn't want her to leave the ward, so the rascal said confidently:

"Remember An Xiaoqi, you are here to make amends, you must be there whenever you are called." After a pause, "Isn't it just for a meal? I will ask someone to bring your work meal over later."

After his words fell, An Xiaoqi asked, "Is it because after dinner, I still want to stay in bed with you?"

After the sound fell, Zhan Xijue said as a matter of course: "Of course. Otherwise, if I go to the bathroom in the middle of the night, who will take care of me?"

An Xiaoqi nodded, expressing her understanding, "Can you give me an hour's vacation? I have to go home at least to get my clothes changed?"

"No!" Zhan Xijue refused very simply, "Is there no one in your Xia family? Why do you have to make a special trip by yourself when you can do it with a phone call?"

An Xiaoqi expressed her truest thoughts without any concealment, she said:

"Because you are more difficult to serve than your ancestors, I am suffocated, I want to breathe, okay?"

Zhan Xijue became irritable again.

He threw a set of tea sets angrily, pointed to the broken pieces of porcelain on the ground, and said, "Don't use a broom, just use your hands to clean up the floor for me."

An Xiaoqi looked at him for a while with crazy eyes, then ignored his words.

She got a broom and came to clean the ground. At this moment, Zhan Xijue sent a text message to his subordinates:

"Prepare some dinners for women to replenish energy and blood, and order them at the best restaurant in Youdu, and they must be delivered within a quarter of an hour."

……

An Xiaoqi was really exhausted by Zhan Xijue, so when the bodyguard brought her a rich dinner, she didn't notice how expensive the dinner was.

A sip of soup is worth a thousand gold.

Although very hungry, she eats gracefully and slowly, giving people the illusion of enjoying herself.

Zhan Xijue didn't bother her when she was eating, and looked up from the laptop in front of her from time to time to look at her.

At the beginning, just a glance will continue to return to the computer and handle the company's official business.

But from behind, looking at her, his eyes gradually stuck to her body, his reason told him to move away, but he couldn't move.

Several times, he was almost captured by An Xiaoqi.

After An Xiaoqi had a full meal, her mood improved a lot.

Sure enough, food can heal people's hearts.

After she finished packing the lunch box, she took the initiative to ask Zhan Xijue:

"The doctor said you can't get water on your wound, and you definitely can't wash it in the shower. To avoid suspicion, I asked the bodyguard to scrub it for you, or if you don't mind, let me wipe it for you?"

When Zhan Xijue came to his mouth, you scrubbed me and turned into: "Stop seducing me, you can see my body whenever you want?"

An Xiaoqi nodded, expressing her understanding: "Then I'll ask your bodyguard to come over and scrub you later, and I'll go to a nearby shopping mall to buy some daily necessities."

Maybe it was because of her good attitude, or maybe because a certain nerve in her heart had softened, Zhan Xijue didn't stop her this time.

"Give you half an hour, one more minute, and you can expect the consequences."

An Xiaoqi was very talkative: "Yes. I see that your electric shaver is not in good contact. Shall I buy you one?"

Zhan Xijue didn't expect An Xiaoqi to tell him this,
He was a little astonished, but soon straightened his face and said:

"Don't think that these small favors can erase the past grievances, An Xiaoqi, listen carefully, I will never forgive you! Forever!"

An Xiaoqi seemed very calm about these words.

The expression on her face was very pale, just like her voice:
"You don't have to emphasize it to me over and over again, I know it all in my heart."

After she finished speaking, she turned around and left without looking back.

After she left, Zhan Xijue looked at the empty ward, feeling a kind of loneliness that he hadn't felt for a long time, and more serious than loneliness was the depression on his chest.

He didn't know what was the point of doing this.

However, he knew that if he didn't do this, he would just cut everything off with her,
When he suffers from insomnia again, he will definitely go mad with regret,

He was in the city where she was, but he didn't do anything to her. For the rest of his life, even the memory of her would become thinner and thinner.

With this kind of perverted heart, sometimes he can't figure it out, what exactly does he want?
If he couldn't let her go, he could force her back.

However, when he thought of her resolutely dumping him and killing his child, he couldn't forgive her.

……

Time actually passed quickly, and 10 minutes passed quickly.

Zhan Xijue felt that it had been a long time.

He took out his mobile phone and wanted to call An Xiaoqi several times to ask why she hadn't rolled back, but he held back.

When the time came to 28 minutes, he finally couldn't bear it anymore and made the call.

An Xiaoqi didn't answer.

Because she was taking the elevator at this time, and she was carrying things in both hands, which was inconvenient.

When she didn't answer the phone, Zhan Xijue's face turned ugly instantly, followed by psychological uneasiness.

He called over and over again, and with one missed call after another, his face became more and more ugly, and his heart was full of battle between heaven and man.

He began to think wildly, could An Xiaoqi run away temporarily because he couldn't bear his abuse?

Where will she go?

Whether to escape back to the Xia family, or escape from Youdu or even the empire...

If she leaves the empire, it seems that the only ones she can go to are the James family...

If she really went to the James family, then...he and her?

The more Zhan Xijue thought about it, the more angry he became, the more angry he became, the more disturbed he became.

Until, at this time, there was a sound of opening the door, and when his eyes glanced at An Xiaoqi's figure, his anger faded away.

An Xiaoqi just put the bought things on the coffee table, when Zhan Xijue vehemently called her with his mobile phone:

"You are dead, why didn't you answer the phone call?"

An Xiaoqi felt that Zhan Xijue was becoming more and more like a violent jealous wife, with a bad temper and a bad personality.

She dodged the cell phone that was calling towards her, and said lightly: "I don't have a hand to answer it."

Zhan Xijue was choked to death by her words, and remained silent for a long time.

An Xiaoqi ignored him, bowed her head and took the daily necessities she bought to the bathroom, turned around, took out an electric shaver from a bag, and shook it in front of him.

"It's the first time I bought this kind of thing. I don't know if it works well. You can ask the bodyguard to try it for you later."

Zhan Xijue snorted coldly, "You bought the thing, why can't you try it?"

An Xiaoqi said objectively:

"Mr. Zhan, it's not that I can't try it for you, it's really inappropriate. I think it's only suitable for couples or lovers to do this.

Besides, you also said that you want me to be a law-abiding caregiver, and don't make any moves to seduce you. I'm sorry! "

Zhan Xijue felt uncomfortable for being choked again, and his face was ugly again.

An Xiaoqi turned a blind eye and said:
"This ward looks quite big, but the layout is unreasonable. There is no place for the nurses to sleep. I will get a single bed over later, Mr. Zhan, do you have any objections?"

Zhan Xijue finally had a chance to vent his anger, "You are here to work as a nurse, not for vacation, can't you sleep on the sofa, or can't sleep on the floor?"

An Xiaoqi waited for him to finish speaking, and looked him up and down very seriously.
"Mr. Zhan, you are always so angry with me, it makes me think that your current state is not like a seriously injured person, but like you can be discharged from the hospital at any time?"

After a pause, "Could you be pretending?"

Zhan Xijue gave her a blank look: "Is this so boring?"

After he finished speaking, he leaned back, leaned against the pillow behind him, and said to her:
"You let the bodyguard come in and scrub me. After he finishes scrubbing, you give me medicine."

An Xiaoqi hummed and went to call the bodyguards.

While the bodyguard was scrubbing Xi Jue Zhan's body, she went to see the attending physician to find out about Xi Jue Zhan's situation.

After listening to the doctor's words, An Xiaoqi was sure that Zhan Xijue was indeed seriously injured, the gunshot wound on his chest was nothing serious, and the serious one was the knife wound that caused his pulmonary artery to bleed profusely.

What the doctor meant was that the patient had better rest in peace, not to stimulate his emotions, and it was even more difficult to move around, otherwise the wound would be infected and the internal organs would be injured, which might aggravate the course of the disease.

It was true that An Xiaoqi was angry with Xi Jue, but it was also true that he was worried about his injury.

Therefore, in the next few days or so, she tried her best to obey Xi Jue as much as possible.

No matter how unreasonable demands Zhan Xijue made of her, she could bear it.

So after a long time, Zhan Xijue felt that there was no point in torturing her.

It wasn't until another week later, when the doctor said that he could go home to recuperate, that he started to toss again.

He doesn't torment An Xiaoqi, he torments himself.

He took a cold bath in the bathroom three times a day. In late autumn, good people would get sick, let alone him.

Zhan Xijue got a fever as he wished, a high fever, and refused to take medicine.

An Xiaoqi was so angry that she wanted to throw the packed suitcase on his face, her eyes were red with anger:
"Zhan Xijue, do you think that if you cripple yourself, I will be tortured by you and take care of you for the rest of my life?"