Chapter 2655: Love Comes Like The Southern Breeze (173)
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“Miss Qiao is fine,” the doctor told Feng Yunan. “She just had a scare. She should rest more.”
After hearing the diagnosis, Feng Yunan was relieved. He then ordered someone to treat his wound.
Soon, a certain Official Tang, who had the title of director but was actually always treated as an errand boy, received the notice and rushed over. Wen Ke’er also came with him.
Wen Ke’er had already seen the news on the TV when she was in the ward downstairs. She saw Qin Xuming being taken away by the police and also saw the helicopter landing on the top floor of the building.
Even though the report did not mention Feng Yunan, Wen Ke’er had already guessed that Qin Xuming must have gone to look for Qiao Ruoxi.
The only person who could mobilize the Feng family helicopter was definitely Feng Yunan.
Was this the reason why he left her in a hurry?
To save Qiao Ruoxi?
She had guessed everything. She could not help but blame Qin Xuming for being incompetent.
Wen Ke’er was worried sick. All her attention was on Feng Yunan. After she came in, she threw herself at his feet and started to cry.
Feng Yunan did not expect Wen Ke’er to come. Seeing that she had returned to normal and was worried for him, he touched her head and comforted her. “Don’t cry, I’m fine.”
Wen Ke’er looked up with tears in her eyes. “You’re already so seriously injured and you still say you’re fine! What happened? How did you get hurt?”
Wen Ke’er turned to look at Qiao Ruoxi and asked, “Brother Nan, why is she here? Don’t tell me you were injured because of her?”
Feng Yunan remained silent.
Wen Ke’er cried even harder and threw herself into Feng Yunan’s arms. “Brother Nan, why are you so stupid? What if something happens to you? Do you know how worried I am?”
“Silly girl, don’t be sad. Aren’t I fine?” Feng Yunan said gently.
Because Wen Ke’er was hugging Feng Yunan and crying non-stop, the doctor couldn’t start stitching his wound.
Seeing this, Tang Yebing quickly put on a pair of rubber gloves, took the needle and thread from the doctor’s hands, and began to stitch up Feng Yunan’s wound.
Qiao Ruoxi was the only one in the room.
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