Outright Favoritism

Chapter 55 This should be an ancestor

When the two bodyguards saw Li Qiao, they were taken aback, and they called out, "Miss Li..."

Damn it!

How could Miss Li live next door to the boss?

"Is Master Yan here?" Li Qiao walked slowly and glanced at the door of VIP999.

One of the bodyguards flashed a flash, suppressed amazement, nodded, "Yes."

Li Qiao pursed her mouth, and when she lowered her head to consider how to open her mouth, she accidentally caught a drop of clear, bright and not dried blood on the beige carpet at the door.

he is injured? !

Li Qiao's heart tightened, and she raised her chin toward the door blankly, "Can I go in?"

The bodyguards looked at each other, after a second-long battle between heaven and man, then turned around and unscrewed the doorknob very naturally, "Miss Li, please."

Everybody in the bodyguard team knows how tolerant her boss is towards Miss Li.

They guessed that this should be an ancestor and may not be able to provoke it!

The door opened, and a faint smell of smoke wafted out of the luxurious suite.

Li Qiao walked around the hallway, glanced at the abstract paintings on the wall at random, and walked into the living room lightly on the thick blanket.

The smell of blood is getting stronger.

In the living room, several pieces of **** gauze were thrown on the coffee table, Liu Yun sat on the sofa shirtlessly, letting a strange man wipe the **** wound on his left arm.

At this time, Shang Yu was sitting on the solo sofa and seemed to have just showered. His brand-new black shirt only had a few buttons on the bottom row. His hair was a little messy on his forehead, and his chest and collarbone were still damp.

The legs wrapped in trousers overlapped in front of him, his fingertips were burning with half a cigarette, he heard footsteps, and he turned his eyes, "Wake up?"

Li Qiao let out a ‘um’, and when he saw his gestured eyes, he stepped forward and took a seat. His eyes were uncontrollably looking at Liu Yun’s injuries. The cut was seven centimeters and an inch and a half into the flesh.

At this time, Shang Yu stared at Li Qiao's profile and raised his eyes with interest: "Aren't you afraid?"

Li Qiao moved away from Liuyun's injury, Yun Danfeng said lightly, "What are you afraid of?"

The tragic she had ever seen was much more serious than this stab wound.

Probably Li Qiao was too calm and calm, even Liu Yun and the man who was dealing with the wound could not help but stare.

The performance of this Miss Li was too calm.

A girl her age can't change her face to the **** scene before her?

Just at this moment, the man took the suture needle through Liuyun’s muscles. Before he continued to put the needles, Li Qiao suddenly said slowly: “His wounds are not aligned. Your suture method will make his muscle tissue Layered under the skin."

The strange man stopped his movements for an instant, and looked at Li Qiao in shock, "Miss Li knows how to sew?"

Li Qiao lowered her head unhurriedly, "I know a little bit."

The other party wondered, and immediately looked at Shang Yu, and asked tentatively: "Boss, do you want to... let Ms. Li help?"

This person is one of the four assistants, Mochizuki.

However, Mochizuki is not a doctor, and treating Liuyun's wounds is only in danger.

At this time, Shang Yu leaned forward and lit a little soot, looking at Li Qiao's indifferent expression, his tone was intriguing: "Have you dealt with the knife wound?"

Li Qiao had stood up, and when she walked towards Liuyun, she smiled slightly: "Well, I have dealt with it." And there are many.

In the last sentence, she didn't say it bluntly.

Liu Yun looked at Li Qiao, who was calm and relaxed, and nodded respectfully, "Miss Li, I'm sorry to trouble you."

"No trouble!" Li Qiao skillfully put on his gloves and performed a simple disinfection. Then, after taking the suture thread and medical scissors in Mochizuki's hand, she began to stitch Liuyun's wound.

　安.

(End of this chapter)