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Chapter 846: Chapter 834: Oh No! Discovered by Zhan Qipei Feeling a sharp pain at her neck, Qiao Jing instinctively raised her hand to touch it and then glanced at her hand, noticing fresh red blood.
She knew the injury wasn't severe, so even upon seeing the blood on her hand, her expression remained calm, without a hint of panic.
In contrast, Wu Xirui's reaction was much more intense.
Seeing Qiao Jing injured, he instantly panicked, overwhelmed by anger mixed with a sudden surge of distress.
In extranger, a person often unleashes unexpected strength.
That was the case with Wu Xirui.
Fueled by the intertwining emotions of anger and distress, he suddenly mustered strength that he didn't have earlier, struggling even to dodge.
He rushed over, grabbed Li Zeming's collar, and his tightly clenched fist slammed into Li Zeming's face again and again.
Facing the furious Wu Xirui, Li Zeming didn't stand a chance, let alone fight back.
"Damn you, how dare you hurt her!" "You want to takedown with you? I'll make sure you die here today!" Wu Xirui was consumed by rage; every strike on Li Zeming was with all his might, truly aiming to beat him to death.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtQuickly, Li Zeming couldn't stand anymore.
He spewed a mouthful of blood and then fell backward heavily, hitting the ground and passing out on the spot. Watching him fall, Wu Xirui still felt unsatisfied, and kicked him several more times, wishing he could kick him to death right then.
After kicking enough, Wu Xirui hurried back to Qiao Jing, looking at her with a face full of worry and pain. "Are you okay? Letsee your injury-no, let's go to the hospital. I'll have a car brought here immediately..." As he said that, Wu Xirui took out his phone and started making calls.
"No need, the wound isn't deep, no stitches needed, no need to go to the hospital." Qiao Jing's tone was calm, as if the injured, bleeding person wasn't her.
While speaking, she started walking towards the park gate, "There's a pharmacy at the entrance, let's buy smedicine and treat it slightly on the way out." Wu Xirui originally wanted to persuade Qiao Jing to go to the hospital but then abruptly remembered she was the highly skilled Divine Doctor Jing.
Out of concern, he had forgotten this detail! Therefore, Wu Xirui didn't say anything further and followed Qiao Jing to the pharmacy.
On the way, he called his subordinates to cand deal with Li Zeming.
Li Zeming dared to harbor ill intentions toward him and even injured Qiao Jing.
Just for these reasons, Li Zeming deserved to suffer immensely! At the pharmacy, Qiao Jing bought smedicine for treating external injuries.
Of course, she also remembered to buy anti-allergy medication for Wu Xirui.
After buying the medicine, the two left the pharmacy and sat on a bench outside.
Qiao Jing casually handed Wu Xirui the anti-allergy medication, saying, "It's yours, take it quickly, just one pill will do." Wu Xirui reached out, took it, and swiftly popped a pill into his mouth, swallowing it directly.
Then, he focused on Qiao Jing, his gaze falling on the wound on her neck.
Though the bleeding had stopped, Wu Xirui still frowned with worry, "Quickly treat your wound; how can I help?" Seeing Qiao Jing injured, he felt worse than when he ever had a relapse, as if his heart was being pounded heavily.
Qiao Jing didn't reply, simply started treating the wound herself.
The injury being on her neck made applying medicine rather inconvenient, so it took a bit longer.
Watching her apply medicine, Wu Xirui felt a mix of heartache and a slight sense of joy.
"Back on the deserted island, seeing you cry because of Zhan Qipei's injury, I was really envious." After expressing his thoughts, Wu Xirui abruptly shifted his tone, "But now I'm no longer envious, because earlier you blocked a knife for me, which is a much deeper commitment than crying for someone." Hearing this, Qiao Jing felt speechless again.
She raised her head and rolled her eyes at Wu Xirui.
After finishing the treatment, Qiao Jing got up from the bench, "I'm going back." Hearing this, Wu Xirui also stood up, "I'll take you home." "I can take a cab myself." Leaving these words, Qiao Jing walked straight to the roadside to hail a cab.
Right then, a taxi appeared and stopped in front of her.
She opened the car door, got in without a backward glance.
Wu Xirui stood there, watching until the taxi carrying Qiao Jing faded from view, then he retracted his gaze and turned to leave.
Back at Purple Garden, Qiao Jing feared Zhan Qipei and Su Manhan noticing the wound on her neck and worrying, so she found a scarf to wear around her neck to cover it.
In the evening, at dinner, Zhan Nanjing, with her sharp eyes, noticed this detail.
She stared at Qiao Jing and curiously said, "Hey, sister-in-law, why did you suddenly start wearing a scarf? I've never seen you have the habit of wearing scarves." With these words, Zhan Qipei, Su Manhan, and Zhan Yao simultaneously turned their gaze to Qiao Jing. More accurately, all three of them stared at the scarf around her neck.
Qiao Jing blinked, maintaining her composure, "I just thought this scarf was pretty, so I decided to try it on." After speaking, she asked deliberately, "How does it look? Pretty good, right?" Su Manhan, not doubting anything, nodded, "It does look pretty nice." Zhan Nanjing chimed in with sweet words, "Sister-in-law, you're beautiful with or without the scarf!" Qiao Jing smiled slightly, just about to say something, when Zhan Qipei suddenly reached over and grabbed the scarf around her neck, clearly intending to uncover the truth.
Qiao Jing reflexively stopped his movement, turning to him, "What are you doing?" Zhan Qipei raised his brow slightly, his thin lips parting, "The scarf is quite pretty, I just want to have a look.” Qiao Jing wasn't foolish; she certainly didn't believe Zhan Qipei simply wanted to admire the scarf.
From his actions, it was obvious he harbored suspicions.
If she continued to conceal it, it would only deepen his doubts.
Thinking this, Qiao Jing straightforwardly removed the scarf, confessing, "Alright, I didn't wear it because I thought it was pretty, it's because my neck was accidentally scratched." Upon seeing the wound on her neck, Zhan Qipei immediately looked full of heartache.
He raised his hand, intending to gently touch Qiao Jing's wound but, fearing he might hurt her, eventually only held her hand, his brows tightly furrowed, "Why didn't you tellyou were injured?"
Qiao Jing curled her lips slightly, smiling to signal she was fine, then slowly explained, "I was just worried you'd all start worrying after knowing, so I thought I'd cover it with a scarf—just a minor injury, really, nothing serious." Upon hearing she'd been hurt, the reactions from Zhan Nanjing, Su Manhan, and Zhan Yao were quite strong.
Most excitedly, Su Manhan jumped ΠΙ up to Qiao Jing, scrutinizing her neck wound and nervous, urgently questioned, "What happened? Why did you get hurt suddenly? What injured you? Where did it happen..." to access chapters of early and in the highest quality.