Chapter 3 Late Stage of Yan Control

"Near the school, was assassinated."

Qiao Qing replied briefly, and his subordinates neatly disinfected, anesthetized, took bullets, applied medicine, and bandaged.

After hearing Qiao Qing's words, He Wanqing wondered why he was not sent to the hospital, but there was a faint worry, "Will it cause any trouble if you put him at home?"

Qiao Qing's bandaged hand paused, and then tied it in a knot, "Don't worry, I have my own measure."

He Wanqing was inexplicably convinced by Qiao Qing's words, and felt a little at ease.

She looked at Jun Yexuan's blood-stained face, and her eyes suddenly lit up, "This young man is too handsome, whoever is so cruel can do it!"

Qiao Qing sighed again, knowing that He Wanqing had not been cured in the late stage of Yan control, and did not want to argue with her that being good-looking had something to do with whether the person who killed him would be soft-hearted.

After washing his hands, he was about to go out when he was pulled by He Wanqing, "Baby, won't you stay to take care of him? I don't know medicine, what if something happens to him at night?"

Qiao Qing pinched her brows and said helplessly: "Mom, he can't die. Besides, it's not appropriate for a lonely man and a widow to be together at night, isn't it?"

After speaking, he pulled out his arms and went back to his room.

He Wanqing thought about it too, after all, her daughter still has a fiancé.

Yawning, He Wanqing was about to go back to sleep, when he turned his head, he saw Liu Ping who was standing beside him at some point.

Immediately, he was so frightened that he was clever, "Mother Liu, why are you here? Scare me!"

Liu Ping took back her inquisitive gaze, and said with an apologetic smile, "I just came up to see if there is anything I can help you with, ma'am, are you alright?"

He Wanqing stroked his chest and beckoned, "It's alright, there's nothing to help here, you can't help either, go back to sleep."

"Yes, ma'am." Liu Ping lowered her head and her eyes flashed.

at night.

When almost everyone in the villa fell asleep, Liu Ping walked to an open-air balcony and made a phone call.

After the call was connected, she respectfully called Second Miss.

Qiao Nian's voice came from the microphone, "What's wrong?"

Liu Ping: "The eldest lady brought back an injured man when she went home tonight."

Qiao Nian's voice suddenly changed tone, overflowing with surprise, "What man? Stayed?"

Liu Ping said: "This man looks unfamiliar. He doesn't look like a child from a wealthy family in Liangcheng. He has a special appearance and looks like a goblin. He has lived and is currently in a coma."

Qiao Nian smiled happily, "Okay, it seems that my sister can't stand the loneliness anymore. You stared at me to death. Even if the man wakes up, don't let him leave, you know?"

Liu Ping flattered and replied, "Second miss, don't worry."

After hanging up, Liu Ping let out a frightened "ah" as soon as she turned around.

The phone fell to the ground with a "pop", but instead of picking it up immediately, she looked at Qiao Qing in shock.

"Miss, when did you come here? Don't say a word, it scared me to death."

"It's just arrived, why did Mama Liu frighten you like this?"

As Qiao Qing spoke, she bent over to pick up her cell phone, blew it, and handed it to Liu Ping, her eyes half smiling, "Am I that scary? Huh?"

Liu Ping was horrified by Qiao Qing, and she avoided her sight with some guilty conscience.

"Miss is joking. I just called the children at home. I didn't expect you to stand behind. Besides, you haven't heard of it. It's scary and scary."

As she spoke, she went to pick up her cell phone.

As a result, he twitched, but he didn't twitch.