Crying in anger, pretending to be in love with the villain after wearing a real daughter

Bei Mingping stared blankly at Nan Qingfeng in front of him.

This girl still looks the same as before, but her eyes are pure and firm, completely different from before.

Is it really... Jing'er who lied?

As soon as this idea came to his mind, he shook his head vigorously to deny it.

"Impossible, it's just the wealth that Jing'er saved..."

He was breathing rapidly, and the extremely itchy feeling on his face came over again. He couldn't help but stretched out his hand to grab a handful. The bandage fell off, revealing skin that was as red and purple as a toad's skin. It was extremely terrifying.

Nan Qingfeng's eyelids twitched.

It seems that the doctor he saw last night was not very good, and the poison has acted like this.

Bei Mingping hurriedly covered his face with his hands and glanced at Nan Qingfeng quickly.

Her expression was calm and calm, as if she hadn't seen anything.

Unable to suppress the itch, he put away the concealed weapon, turned around and left.

After sending the Buddha away, Nan Qingfeng breathed a sigh of relief and stayed by Zhuo'er's side to check on her condition.

She was weak and received a kick from Bei Mingping, which hit the iron hook on the pipa bone.

The situation was urgent just now, so she didn't pay attention. Now when she looked carefully, she saw that blood was gradually pouring out of the wound.

We need to help her remove the hook as soon as possible, otherwise the injury will heal again and it will be difficult to remove it.

But not now.

In this house, someone might suddenly come to her door to cause trouble for her.

It would be even more troublesome if it was broken during treatment.

We can only wait until the dead of night...

Outside, Bei Mingping ran out of the Luo Cinema. When he turned the corner, he bumped into someone.

"ah……"

Bei Mingjing'er almost got knocked down and screamed. Fortunately, Bei Mingping had quick eyesight and quick hands to hold her up.

"Third brother, you..."

Halfway through his words, when he saw Bei Mingping's terrifying face, he was so frightened that he immediately shut up and subconsciously pushed Bei Mingping away and took a step back.

Although he knew it would scare her, when he saw Bei Mingjing'er's frightened face and retreating movements, Bei Mingping still felt like something was pricking her heart, and she lowered her eyes in despair.

I couldn't help but think of Nan Qingfeng just now. There was no wave on her face, and her eyes didn't change at all.

Isn't she afraid at all?

"I scared you...I'm sorry."

He raised his hand to cover his face, "I'm going to find the doctor. Don't tell my mother and the others about this."

Bei Mingjing'er saw the loss in his eyes and her heart tightened. Seeing that he was about to leave, she quickly stepped forward and grabbed his sleeve.

"Third Brother!" She pursed her lips and her eyes turned slightly red, "Jing'er is not afraid of Third Brother, it's just that she was suddenly unprepared..."

Her voice is delicate and soft, which can easily make people feel protective.

There was still a slight nasal sound at this moment, Bei Mingping paused in his steps, and his heart softened a little bit.

"Jing'er... I have something to ask you."

The itching on his face was intense, but there was another question lingering in his mind.

"As long as Third Brother is not angry with Jing'er, you can ask me anything." Bei Ming Jing'er sniffed and raised her hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

Bei Mingping's hands hanging by his sides tightened.

Recalling Nan Qingfeng's firm and open eyes just now, he was a little afraid to ask, fearing that the result he would get would be very different from what he had always thought.

But if he doesn't figure it out clearly, he will always feel uncomfortable.

Moreover, there will be a gap between me and my beloved sister.

He gritted his teeth and asked tentatively, "Wangcai... was rescued by you, right?"

Beiming Jing'er's heart skipped a beat, "San...Brother? Are you suspecting Jing'er of lying?"

Bei Mingping said hurriedly, "No, I just asked casually. I'm leaving first."

"Wait a minute," Bei Mingjing'er used force to pull his sleeves tighter, her head slightly lowered, and the hair on her forehead cast a shadow on her face, making it difficult to see her expression clearly.

"I don't know what strange words my sister said to third brother. I didn't want to say it at first, but if I don't explain clearly today, I feel that third brother will get farther and farther away from me.

She raised her head and looked at Bei Mingping without hesitation, "I have always said that Wangcai was rescued by my sister because my sister was burned by the fire when she ran over. I was afraid that my mother would blame her, so I said

My sister saved Wangcai. I know how important Wangcai is to Third Brother and me. Having said that, for the sake of Third Brother, my mother will definitely not punish my sister. But in fact... I was the one who saved Wangcai... Sister

I just ran over and accidentally fell down..."

Bei Mingping felt relieved, "I see..."

He knew that it was that dead girl Beiming Qingfeng who was lying.

My mood went up and down like a roller coaster, and the heartbreaking itching on my face crept out again.

Bei Mingping said quickly, "Third brother went out to bring you something good this time. I will deliver it to you another day. I have something else to do, so I'll leave first!"

"Third brother, slow down! Be careful of falling!"

Bei Mingjing'er stood there and watched Bei Mingping go away, her pitiful face disappearing without a trace.

He turned around and glanced at the plaque on the theater, a look of disgust welling up in his eyes.

"Beiming Qingfeng, these are all mine. You couldn't take them away before, and you won't be able to take them away in the future!"

"Jing'er? Jing'er?"

Next to him, Helianru's call came.

Bei Mingjing'er's face softened, she held up her skirt and hurried forward.

"Mom, what's wrong?"

"Your eldest brother's condition is not very good. Mom is going to the palace to invite the chief of the hospital. Please don't run around in the house."

He Lianru frowned deeply, patted her hand, and hurriedly led Grandma Wang away.

"Mom, go slowly, I will stay and watch over you."

After sending Helianru away, she was the only one in charge of the whole Beiming Mansion.

Bei Ming Jing'er felt her shoulders relax for an instant, and the mask she had worn all year round disintegrated, and she walked nonchalantly towards Bei Ming Yi's courtyard.

Helianru left many guards behind, and several doctors were discussing something at the door with great concern.

Seeing her coming, several doctors immediately stopped their movements, turned around and bowed to her.

"I've met Miss Beiming."

"How is my elder brother doing?"

Her voice was delicate and soft, and there were a few traces of sadness on her eyebrows, which made me feel pity for her.

Several doctors shook their heads at the same time.

"The eldest young master is seriously injured, but the simple sword avoided the important meridians, and there is still a possibility of recovery. However, our ability is not enough to cure the eldest young master. It would be easy to say if the chief of the Tai Hospital comes in person..."

Bei Mingjing'er's eyes sparkled slightly, she held the silk handkerchief in one hand and touched the corner of her eyes, "The most important thing to my elder brother is the right hand for sword practice. If it can recover, that would be the best..."

After saying that, he bowed to the doctors and said, "Thank you, doctors. I have prepared some snacks in the flower hall. I also ask the doctors not to dislike it and go eat some snacks and rest for a while."

"Okay, Miss, you are thoughtful."

The doctors had been on guard all day and all night, and were already exhausted. When they heard this, they left with a smile, praising in their hearts that this young lady from the Beiming family was extraordinary.

Seeing the person walking away, Bei Mingjing'er pushed the door open and entered.

On the bed, Bei Mingyi was still sleeping.

His right hand was wrapped in gauze, with blood all over it.

She walked slowly, not looking at Bei Mingyi's pale face, all her eyes were on his right wrist.

Once this hand is cured, Beiming Qingfeng might even be accepted by Beiming Mansion.

If it was completely destroyed, there would be no chance for her to turn around...