Qiao Nian nestled in the seat, unable to see any emotion, said in a muffled voice: "You don't know his condition, it's poison."
Even if Ji Lingfeng can get out of danger this time, he won't live long.
Ye Wangchuan saw her lack of interest, stretched out his hand to rub the top of her head before retracting it, and chuckled lightly: "You don't care about life or death?"
"?" Qiao Nian lazily raised his eyelids and glanced, but said stiffly, "I didn't say I cared about him."
If she didn't care about Ji Lingfeng's life, why did she have to wade into the muddy water of Ji's house again and again.
Ye Wangchuan didn't expose her, turned the car key with his slender fingers and drove back to the hospital.
"With Elder Zhong here, Mo Dong has found a few people with RH blood who are willing to donate blood. No one knows what will happen in the future, but Ji Huang will be fine this time."
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Qiao Nian when they returned to the hospital.
Ji Lingfeng's surgery is over, and he was just pushed to the intensive care unit.
Xie Yun's eyes were still red, seeing Qiao Nian and Ye Wangchuan coming back, she wiped the moisture from the corners of her eyes with the back of her hand, trying to make herself look better.
"Nian Nian, they said the operation was a success, thank you this time."
"kindness."
Qiao Nian responded, and asked her with no emotion in the pitch-black ink, "Did Mr. Zhong tell you everything?"
Xie Yun suddenly raised her head, a little surprised: "You know?"
Qiao Nian nodded along with her, and readily admitted: "I also heard from Mr. Zhong at the beginning. He called me and said that you were asking him for a medicine. It happened that another person was also asking him for this specific medicine. I asked about the condition of his patient. Mr. Zhong told me that the patient was poisoned... that's all I know."
Xie Yun was taciturn from the beginning to the end. When Qiao Nian finished speaking, she forced the corners of her mouth to maintain a dignified smile.
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