Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

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The bruised knee stung when it came into contact with the alcohol. She just sucked in a breath at first, then she didn't make any sound, and then used a cotton swab to wipe the wet water stains near the wound.

Qiao Nian quickly disinfected her wounds and applied medicine. She tied up some of the larger bruises with gauze.

However, she tied it very casually, just to prevent the wound from rubbing with the fabric of the clothes, and it was far less careful than the professional medical staff.

By the time Qiao Nian finished all this, it had already taken more than an hour.

She endured the whole process on her own for more than an hour, and never once cried out about tiredness or pain.

Qiao Nian had just finished treating the wound and before she even pulled on her bathrobe, she saw the screen of her mobile phone on the desk light up, and Ye Wangchuan called.

She quickly pulled up her bathrobe to cover the traces of gauze, and walked to the window to pick it up.

"Hello."

Just by listening to her tone, no one could tell that she was hurt.

Ye Wangchuan opened it. Looking at her hair still hanging wet on her shoulders, he couldn't see anything strange: "I heard what Gu San said."

The moment Qiao Nian saw his phone, she knew that he must have heard what Gu San said about what happened at the entrance of the First Research Institute: "It was an accident."

The bruised area on her knee still hurt a little when she walked. Qiao Nian frowned slightly subconsciously, then quickly relaxed: "I've taken care of it."

To her it was just a subtle little expression.

Few people would notice the change in Qiao Nian's expression for a moment, but Ye Wangchuan was not one of them.

When he saw Qiao Nian walking half a beat slower than usual, he realized that she might be injured.

But he didn't expose it, but followed Qiao Nian's words: "Do you know who is behind it?"

Qiao Nian sat on the edge of the bed, paying great attention to the angle at which she held her phone, so as not to let him see the abrasion medicine on the desk that had not yet been put away.

"Know."

She lazily leaned against the bed, looking a little careless and cold, but there was a coldness in her eyes: "A member of the Hidden Family."

Ye Wangchuan thought she didn't want to say it.

The next second the girl lazily said her name.

"Zhai Xicheng."

Ye Wangchuan narrowed his eyes and his eyes became dangerous: "I will arrange a few people to protect you nearby."

We'll talk about the rest when he comes back.

Unexpectedly, Qiao Nian said nonchalantly: "I had someone shoot him down from the high seas some time ago. He just wanted to give me a warning and tell me that he was different from the people I met before."

The mercenary said he didn't want to kill her, and Qiao Nian believed it.

Because if the other party wanted her life from the beginning, they could have shot or attacked her with a knife when the motorcycle rushed over.

Then her injuries will be much more serious than now!

But the mercenary didn't do that. He just accelerated his car and hit her.

A motorcycle is no better than a car. With the same impact force, a motorcycle can at most severely injure or maim a person, and it is indeed difficult to be fatal.

Zhai Xicheng just wanted to teach her a lesson.

It is also a disguised provocation.

But in the independent continent now, there are really not many people who dare to take on his job.

Zhai Xicheng is also quite smart. He thought of finding an underground organization and did it so cleanly. If it weren't for his opponent, Qiao Nian would quite admire him.

Have brains, have revenge, have courage and dare to do it.

Qiao Nian's blood became excited. "I have asked Guan Yan to check him. His whereabouts will be found soon. Then I should return him a gift bag."