Qiao Qing dropped these words, turned around and walked forward, away from him.
The check went down the man's chest and fell into his hand.
After being stunned for a long time, he finally realized what Qiao Qing said.
Just as he was about to laugh at her for being a high school student and imitating other people's cool behavior, her eyes inadvertently fell on the note in her hand, and she was stunned.
He saw that the hand was not a scribbled note as he thought, but a check that was actually issued by the bank and was effective immediately.
And everything she filled in was flawless.
She really wrote him a check for 100 million!
A high school student
Thinking of what she just said, the man's handsome face suddenly darkened. Does this girl dislike his third brother
Or are you just playing hard to get
He turned around and was about to find someone to ask clearly, but found that Qiao Qing had already disappeared.
When Qiao Qing was approaching home, a black Bentley suddenly stopped in front of her.
Qi Feng lowered the window and said urgently: "Miss Qiao, the door owner was shot and needs medical treatment. Please come with me."
Qiao Qing frowned slightly, "How did you get shot? Why didn't you find a doctor?"
Qi Feng did not answer her first sentence, but just said: "The sect owner refused to let me go. He insisted on going back to Jingmen and kept calling Miss Qiao's name."
Qiao Qing sighed, opened the car door and sat in, "Let's go."
The car drove all the way to Jingmen. After Qiao Qing got out of the car, she came to Feng Hen's room with ease.
When he saw the pale man lying on the bed, his heart sank suddenly.
He unconsciously pulled out his hand from his trouser pocket and walked over quickly.
Qi Feng diligently took the medicine box and put it in Qiao Qing's hand.
He consciously left the room and closed the door.
After doing this, he wiped the sweat from his forehead.
As expected, only Miss Qiao can cure the master's willfulness.
Qiao Qing looked at Fenghen's wound and knew that the bullet had not been removed yet. After quickly setting up the tools, she went to unbutton his shirt.
As a result, as soon as his hand touched his collar, he was opened and said, "Get out of here! I want Qingqing!"
Qiao Qing pursed her lips slightly and said, "It's me."
Hearing her voice, Feng Hen opened his eyes suddenly.
Then he took her hand and held it in his palm, "I'm sorry, Qingqing, I don't know, does it hurt?"
Qiao Qing ignored his words, took out her hand, and turned to unbutton his shirt.
While explaining, he asked calmly: "How did you get shot? Why didn't you call a doctor?"
Feng Hen coughed lightly, his handsome face stained with a slight blush, "I was distracted for a moment, and besides, I don't want others to see my body."
Qiao Qing paused with her fingers, then lifted up her shirt as if nothing had happened.
Cleaning, disinfecting, anesthetizing with an expressionless face... I only said, "Be patient" when taking out the bullet.
Even though she had said hello in advance, Feng Hen couldn't help but groan.
When she was applying the medicine, Feng Hen said with a pale face: "Young Master Jun Qi is not a good person, can you handle it? Do you need me to take action to deal with him for you?"
Qiao Qing said: "No, if he has the ability to get Jun Yexuan away, I would also like to thank him."
After hearing her words, Feng Hen's eyes sparkled, "So, you don't like Jun Yexuan, right?"
Qiao Qing said in a solemn tone: "Feng Hen, whether I like him or not, we are just friends."
Feng Hen's expression darkened, and then his voice became clear again, "As long as you don't like him, that's fine. This way I still have the best chance."
Qiao Qing sighed after hearing this, not wanting to argue with him about this issue anymore, "Can you get up?"
"Of course." Fenghen curled his lips and sat up with his hands on the bed.
Qiao Qing took off his shirt, put her arms around his shoulders, and began to wrap gauze around him.
At this moment, there was a knock on the door.
Oh my god, the Shura field will be in the next chapter.
(End of chapter)