The doctor came quickly, and after examining Joan, his face froze.

"Sanshao, Miss Qiao has a high fever!"

"Of course I knew she had a high fever! Is there any way to get her fever off right away? ”

The people at the base were still waiting, and she couldn't make any mistakes at this time.

The man's handsome face was like frost, and his eyes were terrifyingly cold, the doctor didn't dare to hesitate, and immediately bowed down, "Three young people are angry!" We immediately gave Miss Joe an infusion to get her fever down. ”

Minutes and seconds passed.

Downstairs, the people at the base were still waiting anxiously.

"Why hasn't Major Mu come down yet?"

"Miss Qiao is going to be fine, right?"

The companion glared at the person who spoke, "Miss Qiao has the protection of Major Mu and lives in the official residence, what can happen?" ”

"That's right."

The companion nodded sheepishly in agreement.

On the stairs, the man's tall and straight figure, like a pine and cypress, tall and slender, slowly descended the stairs.

"I'm sorry everyone, Miss Qiao is not feeling well today, I'm afraid I can't leave with you."

Everyone looked at each other, and from the time they arrived at the mansion to the present, they hadn't even seen Joan.

When they heard the news brought by Mu Jingxi, they were stunned.

"Major Mu, what's wrong with Miss Qiao?"

"Fever." The man who cherished the words like gold added two more words: "High fever." ”

The people at the base looked embarrassed, "What can I do?" ”

"I can only give you an answer when she recovers."

A maid, after the crowd had dispersed, quietly left the West Wing.

In the corner of the garden, the maid took out her mobile phone and made a call, "Joan is sick and has a high fever. ”

"Are you sure?" On the other end, a hoarse male voice came.

"Sure, Sanshao has let those who are looking for Qiao An go first."

After hanging up the phone, the man reported again.

In the evening, Mu Jingxi was in the study to deal with official business.

Joan's bedroom door opened quietly.

A maid-like man carried medicine and water and went into the bedroom.

Placing the tray on the bedside table, the maid's heart beat like a drum.

She looked around nervously to make sure that no one would come in, and after making sure that Joan would not wake up, she took out the prepared injection ~ shooting ~ device from her jacket.

The slender tip of the needle pierces the latex seal of the drug.

The white clear liquid is drawn into the syringe.

Tick Tick –

In the silent bedroom, only the drip of the infusion remained, and ...... The maid's heartbeat is racing.

She gritted her teeth and was ruthless, "Miss Qiao, I'm sorry." ”

A slender needle tip is injected into the infusion drug -

The wrist tightened, the maid trembled with fright, her hand shook, the syringe snapped, and it fell to the ground.

The maid looked at Qiao An, who suddenly opened her eyes at some point, in shock, and her body trembled like chaff, "Joe...... Miss Joe, are you awake? ”

Qiao Anmei's eyes flashed with cold anger, and she pulled out the needle on the back of her hand with one hand.

Her throat burned hoarsely, "Who told you to come?" ”

"What...... I couldn't understand what Miss Joe was saying. The maid frantically broke free of her hand, crouched down, and picked up the syringe that had fallen to the ground.

She wanted to escape, she wanted to destroy the evidence.

If Sanshao knew what she was going to do, she would basically have no way to live in this life.

"Mu Jingxi, that's how you protect me?!"

Qiao An's lips were dry, pursed angrily, her eyes were angry, and her voice was full of accusations and complaints.

The man who appeared at the door had a cold expression, and his eyes were mixed with cold storms and snow.