Bo Zheng didn't hear clearly, so he stood beside the bed with a frown on his face.
Qiao Nian heard every word clearly, and with a thought, he guessed what the old man was talking about.
Someone beside her walked over faster than her, sat in front of the bed, held the old man's hand, and said in a deep voice: "The luggage is not lost, and the data in the computer is also there."
Master Cheng's whole state of mind was visibly relaxed, his body no longer tense. He looked with effort at Ye Wangchuan and Qiao Nian beside the bed, his lips moving.
This time I could roughly tell what he was saying by his lip movements.
-Thanks.
From the time Master Cheng was suddenly stabbed, to the time he fell into a semi-coma and just woke up now, he didn't care about his own life or death the whole time.
All he cared about was the computer data in his luggage.
He had spent half his life researching these data, and he was afraid that they would fall into the hands of people outside Beijing.
Nothing else, not even his own life, is as important as what he is protecting!
Qiao Nian felt a tightness in her chest when she remembered that he was still thinking about the luggage and data when he was semi-conscious.
He clenched his hands, lowered his eyelids, hid the anger in his eyes, and said in a gentle voice: "Don't worry, I will give you an explanation."
Nie Qixing and those people from the hidden family don’t always think that they are superior, different from others, and can decide the life and death of others at will.
This time it's switched.
Their life and death are being decided by others. Can these people still remain calm
**
Nie Qingru didn't get a good rest for two days and two nights.
Every time I closed my eyes, I would wake up in less than an hour, and my migraines were becoming more severe.
After two days, there was no progress at all.
Even she couldn't avoid feeling irritable and depressed.
"Queen." Shadow walked in and saw the man sitting there rubbing his temples. He asked with some concern, "Is your old illness acting up again?"
Nie Qingru raised his hand without caring, looked at him and asked, "What did the archbishop say? Still the same attitude?"
Yingzi himself hadn't slept for two days. Hearing this, he didn't dare to look her in the eye. He half-knelt in front of her and buried his head in shame: "I'm useless." That old fox!
Nie Qingru's migraine became even worse.
She didn't have time to get angry, so she smoothed her hair and asked again, "Where's Mr. Xue?"
"He came to you several times and kept urging you to make a decision quickly..." Shadow's voice was dry and difficult.
Nie Qingru's breathing was magnified infinitely, and she twitched the corners of her mouth in annoyance and indifference: "Oh, they really can't wait."
Shadow knew he shouldn't say it, but the current situation had reached a point where he had no other options.
"Queen, how about you go and beg her again?"
"… "
It's obvious who she is.
Nie Qingru's eyelids twitched, and she suddenly stared at the person kneeling in front of her.
Shadow's back was tense as he continued under pressure: "This is the only way to save Master Qi! Unless she is willing to let go..."
As long as Qiao Nian is willing to let go.
They can also blame the dead Miss Ji Qing for the incident.
Young Master Qi still has a chance to survive.
Yingzi of course didn't think his actions were right, but people are close to each other and he watched Qi Shao grow up, and he had a special affection for him.
Another thing is that Miss Ji Qing has been dead for so long after all.
Reputation and the like are not that important to a deceased person.
At least it’s not as important as Master Qi’s life.
Shadow pleaded hoarsely: "You are her grandmother. As long as you are willing to talk to her, she will understand..."
(End of this chapter)