Chapter 1117 Debt Collection
Nan Jiaojiao glanced at him sideways, "It's boring enough."
"Are you hungry? What do you want to eat? I'll buy it."
Bo Yanqing wanted to grab her hand, but didn't have the strength to lift it up, so he put his hand on her kneecap, "I'm not very hungry. You can get me some mouthwash later."
"I'm not going to kiss you. , don’t think about filling your stomach at this time, what should you pay attention to about oral hygiene? ”
Bo Yanqing smiled and said, "I still have a long life. If you dislike me, you won't be able to make up for it."
Nan Jiaojiao was too lazy to pay attention to him. She opened the door and went out. There was no need to look for Hanchuan, as Hanchuan was right outside the door. She asked Hanchuan to buy some porridge.
Just as he spoke, Lu Zhenzhen came, carrying a shopping bag in his hand.
Passing Hanchuan by, Lu Zhenzhen nodded to him, walked over and handed the bag to Nan Jiaojiao, "These are my clothes, unworn and clean. Don't wear those I ordered online. "
Nan Jiaojiao took it, "Do you want to return it?"
"What the hell are you farting!"
Lu Zhenzhen glanced at her, "I guess you are reluctant to go back. You have never worn unwashed clothes. I finally raised you to be so cute, don't go back to rough. ."
Lu Zhenzhen glanced inside, "Are you awake?"
"Yes."
Nan Jiaojiao stood sideways.
Lu Zhenzhen said: "I won't go in, and I have nothing to say to him. You should pay attention to rest."
Nan Jiaojiao stood back again, "Chu Yao just came here, and she said she had left the hospital. , look for it, maybe she hasn't left yet."
"Really?"
Lu Zhenzhen glanced at a certain building and looked away calmly, "I know. Come on, go in.”
“I want you to go.”
Lu Zhenzhen waved and left without arguing with her.
When no one was seen in the corridor, Nan Jiaojiao went in, carried the bag to the bed, and dug out a set of clothes, both inside and outside. She took out a black ruffled lace bra. Comparisons were made on the body.
Bo Yanqing's brain ached sharply, "My dear, the clothes you are wearing are not accurate, why don't you take them off and let me give you a reference?"
Nan Jiaojiao glared over, "You just lie down. Then, can’t you just calm down?”
Bo Yanqing smiled and said, “Go wash up, I’ll wait for you.”
Nan Jiaojiao hugged her clothes and had just taken two steps. "Think carefully, why did the car accident happen? Did something happen before you picked me up?"
Bo Yanqing's expression remained unchanged, "No, it was an accident."< br>
Nan Jiaojiao was dubious.
Bo Yanqing said again: "Give me the phone."
Nan Jiaojiao gave him the phone and went into the bathroom to take a shower. The soft smile on Bo Yanqing's face paused. , listened carefully, and when there was the sound of water, he took out his mobile phone and dialed Bo Yuman.
"When is the funeral?"
......
Chu Yao did not leave the hospital, she went to the neurology department building.
Qiaoman lives here.
Chu Yao always knew which room Qiaoman's ward was, but she had never been there.
Coming to see Nan Jiaojiao was just an excuse. She really wanted to meet Qiaoman, apologize, and maybe ask for the truth about the car accident three years ago.
But she just arrived at the door of the ward and was about to knock on the door when someone opened the door from inside.
Chu Yao's hands were still in the air, and his eyes met with Mo Tingshen's.
“Small waist?”
He glanced at her, lowered his head, and closed the ward door.
"Why are you here?"
Chu Yao took two steps back, "I came to see Bo Yanqing."
"He is in the surgical building."
Mo Ting Shen didn't leave a message for her, "Want to see Qiaoman?" The corners of her lips curled up slightly, "Are you willing?"
Mo Tingshen's face froze.
Chu Yao turned around and left.
He caught up with her, grabbed her hand and brought her back, opened the ward door and went in.
Qiaoman was sitting on the bed, holding a bowl of porridge. When he saw Mo Tingshen turning back, the joy had not yet appeared on his face, and he suddenly looked behind her in horror.
"Mo, Brother Mo...I'm afraid."
Mo Ting subconsciously hid Chu Yao behind his back and said softly: "Sorry, I didn't say hello to you. I brought Chu Yao to see you."
Qiaoman's face was pale, maybe it was because of just now A few days after she woke up, she had almost no blood, and she had been relying on nutritional fluids to survive. Now she has lost more than 70 pounds. Fortunately, she has a typical small head and narrow shoulders, and she is a bit more pitiful due to her illness.
She bit her lip and inhaled slowly, as if it was difficult to accept it. She shed two tears. She seemed to have made a lot of determination for herself. She squeezed the corner of the quilt hard before speaking, "Since it's Mo Brother, what do you mean, then I..."
Chu Yao looked at Mo Tingshen's broad back, sneered silently at himself, and took his hand out of his hand.
She walked out from behind the man. Mo Tingshen immediately turned back and stared at her. Chu Yao didn't give him a glance. She smiled slightly and looked at the sick beauty in the bed, "It's been a few days since I woke up. ?”
"Two or two days."
"Do you remember them all?"
Qiaoman raised his eyes, "What is Miss Chu referring to?"
"What happened before the car accident , remember? "
Qiaoman trembled in shock, suddenly trembling all over, her eyes were bloodshot and red, looking at Chu Yao in fear and panic, she suddenly hid on the bedside and hugged herself live.
"I can't remember, I can't remember anything, Miss Chu, don't ask, I don't know anything."
Chu Yao said nothing,
Qiaoman's condition became more and more uncomfortable Okay, her lips turned pale, she bit her lips and whispered: "I don't dare anymore...I don't dare anymore. Please, please let me go. It's been three years. Even if I owe you, I should pay it off." Right."
Chu Yao smiled evilly, "How do you tell me? Tell me, do you owe me or do you owe me the life debt?"
Qiaoman's face changed drastically and she bit her lips harder. She became more and more panicked and couldn't control her emotions. She didn't dare to face Chu Yao and asked Mo Tingshen for help.
"Brother Mo, can you take Miss Chu out? I'm really scared. I...can I stay by myself for a while?"
Mo Tingshen is no longer where he was.
As long as he is here, it is not easy to ask Chu Yao, and when she appears, Qiaoman will only be more stimulated.
But as soon as she left, Mo Tingshen also chased her out. He caught up with her in the corridor and asked, "What do you mean? What kind of debt do you have with Qiaoman?"
Chu Waist looked unconcerned, "Brother, didn't you hear clearly? It's a life debt. I almost hit her to death. Shouldn't people ask me to collect the debt? But why are you here? It's a bit disappointing. I suddenly don't want to play anymore."< br>
"Playing?"
Mo Ting's face was cold and horrified, "You go to stimulate a newly awakened vegetative state, do you call this playing?"
"Then what's wrong?"
< br>Chu Yao shook off his hand, "Did I tell you that you are not allowed to have any other women besides me? Doesn't she count?"
"Small waist!"
Mo Ting gave a deep stern sound.
Chu Yao trembled in her heart, but there was no emotion on her face. She even had a yandere smile on her lips, "I will come again, but I don't believe you can protect her every day."
Mo Ting frowned deeply and said nothing, but the silent look at each other was already a serious warning.
Chu Yao was not afraid at all, and even provoked him, pulled his hat down to cover his eyebrows, and left under his nose.
Until he could no longer feel the pressing gaze behind him, Chu Yao grabbed his heart, leaned against the elevator, and exhaled slowly.
How could she be willing to mention the car accident three years ago again?
But there are too many doubts.
Mo Suizhi destroyed a leg, Qiaoman became a vegetative state, and she only lay in the hospital bed for two months before going to prison.
How can it be so easy to find out the truth that has been lying there for three years?
After taking the blame for three years, it’s time for her to figure it out.
(End of this chapter)