Chapter 299

Chapter 299

Downstairs in the lab, Li Qiao took the car keys from Luo Yu and drove to the parking lot.

It was close to two o'clock in the afternoon, and she sat in the car in a daze. Even if she calmed down, she still unconsciously recalled everything that happened in the mansion earlier in her mind.

Especially the scene where the man in the elevator walled her in a shirt, wild and evil, more touching than ever.

Li Qiao put her hands on the steering wheel, and her chin rested on her wrists, as if reminiscing and ashamed, but the more she thought about it, the more she blushed.

After about five minutes, she got out of the car slowly, slammed the door and turned around. A dozen meters ahead, Academician Jiang and Lian Zhen were standing there and looking at her thoughtfully.

Li Qiao: "..."

A gust of wind blew through, messing up the broken hair at her temples.

Li Qiao stretched out her hand to straighten things out, and walked over calmly.

At this moment, Academician Jiang rubbed the thermos cup, exchanged a glance with Lian Zhen, then curled his lips in Li Qiao's direction, with an obvious meaning, asking him to ask what's going on.

Lian Zhen put his hands in the pockets of his coat, shook his head helplessly, looked at Li Qiao who was pacing, and said softly, "Little Li, are you okay?"

Li Qiao looked puzzled, looked around, shook her head, "No, what's wrong?"

Academician Jiang took a small step forward, his piercing eyes showed worry, "Qiaoqiao, are you feeling unwell? Look at this blushing person, does he have a fever?"

Li Qiao blinked, and wiped her cheek with the back of her hand, "No, maybe the car was a little hot just now."

Academician Jiang didn't believe this at all.

He looked at Li Qiao suspiciously. The girl had been lying on the steering wheel for a long time just now. Although she couldn't see her expression clearly, judging from her demeanor, she didn't seem very happy.

Academician Jiang thought of a certain possibility, and immediately told him in the tone of a person who came here, "Qiaoqiao, this society is too impetuous now, it's normal for you young people to have friction, don't quarrel, learn to be considerate of each other, and everything will pass ,Understand?"

Li Qiao: "??"

What is the reason for this earnest preaching?

She was full of doubts, but she didn't bother to ask more questions, she nodded perfunctorily, "Well, the teacher is right, then I'll go back to the laboratory first."

Li Qiao nodded to the two of them, and then walked into the laboratory building unhurriedly.

Academician Jiang turned around to look at her back, and sighed to Lian Zhen, "Then let's go back too."

The two of them were going downstairs to relieve their fatigue, but unexpectedly they met Li Qiao who was full of worries.

Academician Jiang felt that this child must have quarreled with that master, but because of his identity, she might have to bear the grievances by herself.

Poor thing.

...

As evening came, Li Qiao lay listlessly on the table, hungry.

At noon, he rushed from the hospital to the Nanyang Mansion, and then he was distracted by Shang Yu, and he had long forgotten to have lunch.

She turned on the screen to check the time, then buried her head and hid her cheeks in her arms.

At this time, Academician Jiang, who was in the office, couldn't sit still.

He could vaguely see Li Qiao's crouching figure through the filmed glass window, and then glanced at the time on the computer screen, as if he couldn't wait, he got up and walked out with a frown.

Academician Jiang came to the research room and walked around behind every researcher.

In a blink of an eye, he stood behind Li Qiao, cleared his throat, "Qiao Qiao, what are you doing?"

Hearing the sound, Li Qiao straightened her back from the table and slowly raised her head, "Nothing, what does the teacher need me to do?"

Academician Jiang looked at her sleepy look, clenched his fist and coughed against the corner of his mouth, "I don't need you to do anything, but you...do you have anything to say to the teacher?"

Li Qiao shook her head without thinking, "No."

"Well, then you can continue to lie on your stomach." Academician Jiang squinted at her, turned and left.

He has to report to that master, it's not that he doesn't grant leave, it's that this kid has never opened his mouth to ask for leave.

...

At half past five, Li Qiao received a call from Shang Yu.

She said goodbye to Lian Zhen and the others, walked lazily to the corner of the street, and the moment she got into the carriage, her stomach grunted twice inappropriately.

Shang Yu raised his eyebrows and looked at her from the document, "Are you hungry?"

Li Qiao glanced at him, closed the car door and leaned against the back of the seat, and replied muffledly: "Yes."

"Go to Crystal Garden." Shang Yu knocked down the front seat with the back of his foot, his deep eyes fell on Li Qiao's face, and he frowned, "Didn't you eat at noon?"

Hearing this, Li Qiao's eyes opened a slit. Does she have time to eat at noon?

She didn't make a sound, but Shang Yu could already read a hint of accusation from her eyes.

He closed the document in his hand and put it aside, turned his head to look at Li Qiao, took her fingers and rubbed them, and joked in a deep voice, "It's because I didn't take good care of her."

Li Qiao pouted the corners of her mouth with a smile on her face, tilted her body, and leaned directly on his shoulder, "Are you really going to the hospital?"

Shang Yu raised his arms around her, looked down at her dull face, "You don't want me to go?"

"I don't want to." Li Qiao pursed her lips, looked at the street scene passing by outside the window, and hesitated to speak.

They all knew what it meant to take Shang Yu to the hospital.

I hope that the third brother who has not recovered from his serious injury will not be mad at death.

...

At seven o'clock in the evening, the two of them came directly to Yanhuang International Private Hospital after eating.

In the quiet hallway of the advanced ward, the footsteps of a group of people were particularly clear.

Liuyun was carrying a fruit basket in his hand, while Luoyu was carrying a small medicine box.

Not long after, he came to Li San's ward, the door was still ajar.

Li Qiao turned her head to look at Shang Yu, saw his eyes raised lazily, raised his brows lazily, pursed his lips and stepped forward to open the door.

In an instant, Nan Yu's muttering sound came out, "You have too many times today, is it because your prostate is not good?"

Several people at the door: "..."

In front of the hospital bed, Li San was lying on his side, while Nan Hao was busy working in front of him with his head turned, and there was a sound of water in the air.

Anyway, neither of them noticed the situation outside the door.

Then I heard the voice of Li San grinding his teeth, "Why don't you also try to infuse more than a dozen bottles of infusion."

At this time, Nan Yu was bent over to hold the chamber pot, but twisted his neck stubbornly, staring at the big white wall in front of him without squinting, not daring to glance at it from the corner of his eye, for fear that if he didn't pay attention, he might look wrong.

While speaking, the sound of water also stopped.

Nan Hao didn't dare to look around, so he turned around and moved the chamber pot away.

Unexpectedly, she moved too fast, and the edge of the chamber pot directly touched Li San, only to hear him grunt and curse: "Fuck!"

Nan Hao paused, brushed her hair and subconsciously turned her head to look, "Hey, are you okay?"

The two of them just froze, Li San glared at her angrily, Nan Yu stared blankly, forgetting to look away.

"You have seen enough..."

Li San moved slowly to cover the quilt, but the words were still on his lips. In this strange atmosphere, someone knocked on the door suddenly...

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