Chapter 559 Qiao Jing took the initiative to pull down her clothes
Chapter 559 Qiao Jing took the initiative to pull down her clothes
Qiao Jing pursed her lips helplessly and did not speak immediately.
It seemed that Zhan Qi Pei couldn't hide it from him after all.
Zhan Qipei pushed Qiao Jing onto the sofa and sat down. He immediately found the medicine box and came to sit next to the woman.
When he got closer and saw Qiao Jing's wounds clearly, his brows furrowed even more.
"Why is there glass shards?"
He originally thought that the wound might just be a scratch and would be healed with a disinfectant and bandage. However, when he took a closer look, he discovered that there were large and small glass shards remaining in the wound.
But there were no tweezers in the medicine box at all, so I couldn't pick out the glass residue from the wound.
Qiao Jing glanced at Zhan Qipei's eyebrows that were about to twist into knots, and slowly said:
"It was an accident. I didn't expect that I would be injured. If you want the tweezers, you can get them from the medicine box under the desk in my room."
She originally thought of taking care of the wound herself, and then pretending to be uninjured when Zhan Qi Pei came back, it was just a little conflict.
But when she saw Zhan Qi Pei's dusty appearance just now, all for her own sake, a soft place in her heart was touched, and a wave of waves arose in her eyes.
You must know that Zhan Qi Pei is usually a person who pays great attention to his own image.
But now Zhan Qi Pei is constantly disregarding his image for his own sake.
She said she wasn't moved, but she didn't believe it herself.
Zhan Qi Pei's dark eyes darkened again, but he did not stay and ask questions now. Instead, he went to Qiao Jing's room. After quickly finding the tweezers, he hurried out and sat down next to the woman again.
While treating Qiao Jing's wounds, the guilt in his heart continued to surge in his chest.
"Who did it? Are there any other injuries? Can I send you to the hospital for a full body check? Can you not go to dinner with Lin Miao next time? You went to dinner with him twice, and something happened both times."
If he had known that something would happen again this time, he would not have let Qiao Jing go out, or he would have gone with him.
He shouldn't go to the next area to deal with the contract at this time.
He had clearly promised before that he would not let this happen again, but now it happened again, and just like last time, he couldn't make it back in time.
Qiao Jing had long been accustomed to Zhan Qi Pei asking her a series of questions, and she also guessed that the man would offer to take her to the hospital.
"Don't worry about this matter. I will take care of it. No other places are injured. Also, Lin Yan doesn't want this to happen. Both times were accidents."
She has now indirectly caused Lin Yan to be suspended. She will handle this matter as soon as possible. She does not need Zhan Qi Pei's help because she can handle it by herself.
As for what Zhan Qipei said about not going to dinner with Lin Yao, she knew that the man was blaming Lin Yao for the incident.
After all, she had two meals with Lin Miao, and something went wrong at each meal. It was normal for Zhan Qi Pei not to worry about her going out to eat with Lin Miao again.
However, these two times were indeed accidents, so I won’t stop eating with Lin Yan in the future because of this incident.
Zhan Qi Pei raised his long eyebrows, and gently began to pinch out the glass residue from Qiao Jing's wound.
But while picking up the glass residue, I accidentally caught Qiao Jing's clothes several times.
Zhan Qipei hesitated for a moment and then spoke.
"Can you pull down your clothes? It's not easy to treat the wound this way."
Qiao Jing took a look at his wound and tried to lift his sleeves to his shoulders.
But because the long-sleeved dress she was wearing was a bit tight, the cuffs couldn't be pulled up until they reached her elbows.
Qiao Jing was stunned for a moment and had no choice but to pull her clothes back up.
Zhan Qipei also noticed that the cuffs of his clothes could not be pulled up completely and raised his long eyebrows.
"I'll go find some scissors and cut it."
At this time, he could not ask Qiao Jin to take off his clothes in order to make it easier to treat the wound.
Otherwise, he would definitely not be able to concentrate on helping the woman treat her wounds.
After hearing what Zhan Qi Pei said, Qiao Jing frowned and pursed her red lips.
"no."
The dress she was wearing was relatively new. It was only slightly ripped open by a wine bottle. She could sew it back up and it would be back to its original shape.
If you use scissors to cut it open, the gap will be larger and even more difficult to mend.
Qiao Jing hesitated for a moment and pulled down the collar of her clothes, exposing her shoulders and wounds.
"It's more convenient this way, no need to cut it."
She has to keep this dress for a while and not cut it off casually.
Zhan Qipei didn't expect Qiao Jing to pull down his collar directly, and was stunned. After seeing the woman's young shoulders and wounds, the look in his eyes suddenly darkened.
The slightly hideous wound looked particularly abrupt on the woman's fair skin.
His Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he sat down next to Qiao Jing again, trying to concentrate on carefully removing the glass shards from the woman's wound.
"If it hurts, tell me and I will use less force."
Qiao Jing gave a faint "Yeah" and ignored it, quietly letting Zhan Qipei take care of the wound.
This injury was not actually a serious injury to her. It was just because Zhan Qi Pei pressed her down that she couldn't help but scream, otherwise she could have concealed it.
The living room remained quiet, and Zhan Qi Pei could feel the fragrance of the woman even more, his dark eyes darkened, and his throat became a little dry.
But when he smelled the smell of blood mixed in the air, Zhan Qi Pei raised his long eyebrows and realized that he was almost distracted.
He immediately suppressed his thoughts, brought back his thoughts, and then helped Qiao Jing treat his wounds.
After all the glass shards were removed from the wound and placed on the table, the temperature around Zhan Qipei dropped by one degree again.
"Who is it? I'll help you handle this matter."
There are more than a dozen glass shards on it, all of which have penetrated into Qiao Jing’s flesh!
He will not let go of anyone who hurts Qiao Jing!
Qiao Jing frowned and looked down at the man's hands, which were bandaging his wounds.
"No need, I'll just handle it myself, don't worry."
She can handle this matter by herself, and she also happens to know some of the things Lu Mao and the others have done, so she can better collect evidence.
When she just thought of this, she felt a sudden numbness on her shoulders.
Qiao Jing lowered her eyes and looked at Zhan Qipei, and found that the man's hand suddenly became a little clumsy and could touch her shoulder from time to time.
Her shoulders were now exposed to the air, and Zhan Qi Pei's fingertips were calloused, causing her to shrink her shoulders uncontrollably.
"Zhan Qi Pei, can you hurry up?"
At this moment, Zhan Qi Pei was in unspeakable pain. He also wanted to hurry up, but——