Song Qiao clenched her fists secretly, although these people didn’t do anything to her imdiately or showed any intentions to hurt her, she still felt that she was in great danger. Now, she could only rely on the housekeeper to quickly notify Lu Jingchen to co back.
The man never took his eyes off her, his thin lips slightly curved upwards, his deep eyes like ink staring at her unblinkingly, "Mrs. Lu, you waiting for your man to co back won’t be soon enough. Trust , if we really wanted to hurt you, you could leave this world in minutes."
His tone was neither warm nor fiery, almost as if chatting, but the words were a definite threat.
Song Qiao turned pale, clearly didn’t expect his understanding of her, it was as if the man had the Mind Reading Technique, completely exposing her as if stripping her clothes off.
The man sat on the sofa, silent, just watching Song Qiao motionlessly, even though he was injured and needed support from his subordinates, he didn’t show any sign of disarray.
Feeling uncomfortable under the man’s gaze, Song Qiao suppressed the unease in her heart, yet spoke haltingly, "You’re injured. If your wound isn’t treated soon, even the best hospital might not be able to save you later. I am not afraid of you killing directly because even if you kill , if you don’t treat your wound you will die too, and I won’t be lonely if I die."
Song Qiao’s words made the faces of several n in black around change, all focusing on the man sitting on the sofa, the first who couldn’t sit still was the woman guarding by the window, who anxiously exclaid, "Boss..."
The man seed unconcerned, looked at Song Qiao with a faint smile, "Mrs. Lu, saying this makes it seem like you actually want to die with ."
Song Qiao, "...Die together my ass, I don’t even know you, and most importantly, you want to kill . Even in this situation, how can you think I’d want to die with you? Are you considering a fool?"
The blonde, blue-eyed young man who initially talked with Song Qiao stood up quickly, walked up to the man, his eyebrows slightly furrowed, "Boss, let’s attend to your wounds first."
The man lifted his eyes and glanced lightly at the blonde, blue-eyed young man, coughed twice, but spoke with a light chuckle, "Jack, our doctor isn’t here, and no one here is skilled in treating wounds. Are you confident you can extract the bullet completely and ensure that I won’t die?"
Jack’s face slightly changed, then he stood stiffly there, after a long silence the constantly silent Jack spoke, "Boss, I’m sorry, if it wasn’t for my recklessness earlier, you wouldn’t have had to take a bullet to save my life..."
Song Qiao understood, turns out this man was injured by a gunshot while saving his subordinate. It seems this man is quite good to his own people.
The man tugged the corner of his mouth and spoke, "Saving you was just a reflex, you don’t need to bla yourself."
Perhaps because of her good nature, Song Qiao couldn’t help but speak, "I have dicine at ho..."
The villa always stocked with variety of dicines, just in case of ergency,
The man who had been standing behind Song Qiao, now identified as Joe, imdiately stepped forward to behind Song Qiao, holding a handgun aid directly at her head, his voice carrying a chilly threat, "Tell , where is the dicine box? If you don’t tell , I’ll shoot you right now."
Song Qiao, "... Damn, do you have to point a gun at ? I’m scared, dammit!"
She suddenly regretted ntioning having dicines at ho, now that the man behind dared to point a gun at her.
The man’s eyes shifted subtly, and he looked towards the man behind Song Qiao, speaking calmly, "Joe, didn’t we just say? Don’t point the gun at Mrs. Lu, you’ll frighten her..."
Song Qiao, "...You’ve already frightened quite a few tis just now."
The man nad Joe indeed listened to his boss, and truly put down the gun.
"Does Mrs. Lu know dical skills?" The man shifted his gaze to Song Qiao, his voice hoarse as if he hadn’t drunk water in a long ti, carrying a bit of a scratchy tone.
Song Qiao honestly shook her head, "I don’t." But the next second, she directly pointed her finger at Yu Xia, who was tied up and tossed aside, and said, "But she does."
She hadn’t fully figured out the identities of these people yet, but she was clear about one thing, these people probably wouldn’t go to big hospitals, and they probably wouldn’t dare to either.
Otherwise, they wouldn’t have burst into their ho after getting injured.
Yu Xia originally just wanted to be a quiet, beautiful girl there and was thinking about how to untie the broken rope tied around her because it was really uncomfortable. She had asked the people next to her to let her go, but those people looked past her as if they were deaf; instead, Song Qiao started chatting.
Through the conversation, Yu Xia vaguely understood that these people might have a grudge against Lu Jingchen, or they were Lu Jingchen’s mortal enemies.
She couldn’t help feeling a bit unlucky. She had just arrived here in the morning, and now she was tied up here, possibly even with her life threatened.
As she was ruminating internally, she suddenly felt everyone’s eyes seemingly fix on her. Looking up, she did indeed find everyone staring at her, her heart missed a beat, and she inwardly groaned, ’Did these people notice trying to untie the rope just now?’
Thinking so, Yu Xia imdiately relaxed her hands behind her back, which had been trying to find a way to untie the rope, and resud her uncomfortable posture, her voice trembling, "What... What’s wrong? Why... Why are you looking at ? Do I have sothing on my face? Hehe..."
"Mrs. Lu said you know dical skills?" The man on the sofa directly looked at Yu Xia, his thin lips parting slightly as he asked.
Yu Xia paused, almost instinctively nodding, but then quickly shook her head, inwardly lanting bitterly.
Song Qiao you bastard, dragging down with you.
The man’s eyes narrowed, his voice dangerous with a hint of chilling intent, "So do you know or not know how to do it?"
Yu Xia seemingly got scared by the man, involuntarily retreating as she nervously said, "I know a little, but I haven’t taken the exams yet..."
Her modest dical skills were inadequate, only capable of causing embarrassnt, treating small wounds was fine, but if faced with a serious illness, she might end up killing a patient who wasn’t dead yet.
She had actually wanted to beco a doctor in the past, but her old man at ho wouldn’t allow it, and she was forced to give up halfway through learning dicine.
Seemingly determined, the man then turned to Jack, and said, "You and Mrs. Lu go get the dical kit, and tell the people outside that as long as those people behave, there’s no need to harm anyone inside the villa."
Song Qiao furrowed her brows, surprised that besides the few in the study, there were actually more people outside.
Jack hurriedly nodded, then walked over to Song Qiao. His tone was relatively soothing as he said, "Mrs. Lu, please lead to get the dical kit."
Song Qiao had no choice but to lead Jack out of the study.
After Song Qiao left, the man’s gaze fell back on the tied-up Yu Xia, instructing the two people watching her, "First, untie the rope on Ms. Yu Xia."
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