Feeling a stinging pain in his neck, Qiao Jing subconsciously raised his hand to touch it, and then looked at his hand, only to see bright red blood on it.
She knew the injury was not serious, so even when she saw the blood on her hands, her expression remained calm, without the slightest hint of panic.
In comparison, Wu Xirui's reaction was much greater.
As soon as he saw Qiao Jing being injured, he became anxious instantly. While angry, there was also a feeling of distress that suddenly hit his heart.
When people are extremely angry, they often burst out with unexpected power.
That's what Wu Xirui is.
Stimulated by the intertwined emotions of distress and anger, he suddenly gained strength, even though it was difficult for him to dodge.
He rushed over, grabbed Li Zenming by the collar, and hit Li Zenming hard on the face with his clenched fist.
Facing the furious Wu Xirui, Li Zeming was powerless to parry, let alone fight back.
"Damn thing, how dare you hurt her!"
"You still want to drag me to death? I will let you die here today!"
Wu Xirui was furious, and he used all his strength to hit Li Zeming every time, really beating him to death.
Soon, Li Zeming could no longer stand.
A mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth, and then he fell backwards. He fell heavily to the ground and passed out on the spot.
Seeing him fall, Wu Xirui still felt angry and kicked him a few times, wishing he could have kicked him to death on the spot.
After kicking her enough, Wu Xirui hurriedly ran back to Qiao Jing, looking at her with a worried and distressed face.
"How are you? Show me your injuries. No, go to the hospital. I'll have someone bring the car over right away..."
With that said, Wu Xirui took out his cell phone and started making a call.
"No need, the wound is not deep, no stitches are needed, there is no need to go to the hospital."
Qiao Jing's tone was very calm, as if she was not the one who was injured and bleeding.
As she spoke, she walked towards the park gate, "There is a pharmacy at the entrance. Buy some medicine and rub it on when you go out. Just treat it a little bit."
Wu Xirui originally wanted to persuade Qiao Jing to go to the hospital, but when the words came to his lips, he suddenly remembered that she was Dr. Jingshen who was very skilled in medicine.
It's also because he cares about things that lead to chaos, and he actually forgot about this!
So Wu Xirui didn't say anything more and went to the drugstore with Qiao Jing.
Halfway through, he called his subordinates and asked someone to come over and deal with Li Zeming.
Li Zeming dared to be malicious towards him and even hurt Qiao Jing.
Based on these two points, Li Zeming should live worse than die!
After arriving at the pharmacy, Qiao Jing bought some medicine for treating trauma.
Of course, she didn't forget to buy anti-allergy medicine for Wu Xirui.
After buying the medicine, the two of them came out of the pharmacy and sat down on the bench outside.
Qiao Jin casually handed the anti-allergic medicine to Wu Xirui and said calmly: "This is yours, take it quickly, just one pill will do."
Wu Xirui reached out to take it, quickly took out a pill, threw it into his mouth, and swallowed it directly.
Then, he looked at Qiao Jing, his eyes falling on her injured neck.
Although the bleeding had stopped, Wu Xirui still frowned worriedly, "Please treat the wound quickly. Can I be of any help?"
Seeing Qiao Jing injured, he felt even more uncomfortable than when he was sick, as if his heart had been hit hard by something.
Qiao Jing didn't answer and started to treat his wounds.
Because the injury is on the neck, it is not convenient to apply the medicine, so it will take a little longer.
Watching her apply medicine to herself, Wu Xirui felt distressed but also felt a little secretly happy.
"On the desert island before, I saw you crying because Zhan Qi Pei was injured. I was really envious."
After Wu Xirui sighed with emotion, the topic suddenly changed, "But I am not envious now, because you just blocked the knife for me. Compared with shedding tears for someone, you obviously bleed more deeply for someone."
Hearing this, Qiao Jing felt speechless again.
She raised her head and rolled her eyes at Wu Xirui.
After taking care of the wound, Qiao Jing stood up from the bench and said, "I'm going back."
When Wu Xirui heard this, he stood up and said, "I'll give it to you."
"I can just take the car by myself."
After saying this, Qiao Jin walked straight to the roadside and took a taxi.
Just then a taxi came and stopped in front of her.
She opened the car door and got in the car without looking back.
Wu Xirui stood there until the car Qiao Jin was riding in disappeared from sight, then he looked away and turned to leave.
After returning to Ziyuan, Qiao Jing was afraid that Zhan Qi Pei, Su Manhan and others would see the wound on her neck and become worried and anxious, so she found a silk scarf and put it on her neck to cover the wound.
In the evening, while having dinner, Zhan Nan discovered this with sharp eyes.
She stared at Qiao Jing and said with some curiosity: "Hey, sister-in-law, why did you suddenly start wearing a silk scarf? I don't usually see you in the habit of wearing silk scarves?"
As soon as these words came out, Zhan Qi Pei, Su Manhan, and Zhan Yao all turned their attention to Qiao Jing.
To be precise, the three of them should have been staring at the silk scarf around her neck.
Qiao Jing blinked and said without changing her expression: "I just think this scarf looks pretty, so I tried wearing it."
After saying that, she asked in a decent manner, "How was it? Isn't it good?"
Su Manhan did not doubt that he was there, nodded and said: "It's indeed pretty."
Zhan Nanqing also said sweetly, "Sister-in-law, you look so good with or without a scarf!"
Qiao Jing smiled slightly and was about to say something when Zhan Qi Pei, who was standing next to her, suddenly reached out and grabbed the silk scarf around her neck, clearly intending to take it off to find out what it meant.
Qiao Jing reflexively grabbed his hand, stopped his movements, turned to look at him, "What are you doing?"
Zhan Qi Pei's long eyebrows slightly raised and his thin lips parted slightly, "The silk scarf is really pretty, I want to take a look at it."
Qiao Jing is not a fool, so of course she won't think that Zhan Qi Pei just wants to see the scarf.
Judging from his behavior, it was obvious that he was suspicious of something.
If she continues to hide it, it will only make him more suspicious.
Thinking of this, Qiao Jing took the initiative to take off the scarf and said frankly: "Okay, actually, I didn't wear the scarf because I thought it looked good. It was because I accidentally scratched my neck."
Seeing the scars on her neck, Zhan Qi Pei's eyes suddenly felt distressed.
He raised his hand and wanted to caress Qiao Jing's wound, but he was afraid of hurting her. In the end, he just held her hand and frowned, "Why? Why didn't you tell me that you were hurt?"
Qiao Jing slightly raised the corners of her lips and smiled to show that she was fine, and then said slowly: "I was just afraid that you would be worried if you found out, so I thought of using a silk scarf to block it. It's just a small injury, nothing serious."
As soon as they heard that she was injured, Zhan Nanqing, Su Manhan, and Zhan Yao all had great reactions.
The most excited one among them was Su Manhan. She stood up and rushed to Qiao Jing, carefully looked at the wound on Qiao Jing's neck, and asked nervously and eagerly: "What's going on? Why was Hao Duanduan injured? What was the injury?"