Chapter 3: Afraid I'll Die?

Qiao Ling shook her head with the gauze, her eyes were clear, like a pool of crystal clear water, and nothing could be hidden.

Ji Zheng was the rarest of her appearance, and grinned at her: "Promise the second brother, don't tell the second brother about the injury, okay?" ”

He laughed like a wolf with a big tail.

"But your injuries are serious, if you don't go to the hospital......"

"Isn't there still you?"

Ji Zheng interrupted Qiao Ling's words, his eyes were crooked, and his smile was deep.

Qiao Hansheng looked at Qiao Ling very strictly, there were dozens of people guarding Qiao's house inside and outside, Ji Zheng took Qiao Ling captive at the risk of being beaten to death by Qiao Hansheng, and he had already calculated everything.

Qiao Ling pursed his lips and was silent, and some of the baby's fat cheeks bulged slightly, like a bulging frog.

Ji Zheng sat up with his body propped up, raised his hand and poked her soft cheek: "What, I'm afraid I'll die?" ”

His tone was light, unconcerned about his injuries.

Qiao Ling turned his head to avoid his hand, stuffed the gauze into the medicine box, and said sullenly: "This wound is very deep, it is not enough to use this anti-inflammatory drug, if it is not handled well, it will really kill you, I'm not joking with you." ”

She just had to write the words 'I don't want you dead' on her face.

Ji Zheng was itching, twisted his fingers and said, "You help me hide this matter, what medicine do you need, I'll let people find a way to get it." ”

This is a concession on his part.

Qiao Ling pondered for a moment, and finally nodded reluctantly.

That's good!

Ji Zheng thought silently in his heart, his bad heart rose again, and he was about to buckle Qiao Ling and kiss him again, when there was a knock on the door.

Qiao Ling trembled in fright, looked at Ji Zheng in a panic, and subconsciously relied on him.

Obviously, she was completely innocent and taken captive, but she was even more timid and afraid than him, a man who did bad things.

"If you're sleepy, go to bed early."

Ji Zheng said lightly, getting dressed slowly, and the person outside the door knocked on the door again.

The second young master of the Ji family is a well-known little overlord in Hengcheng, even if his son is dead, the people who come to report the news do not dare to break into his house rashly.

Ji Zheng didn't panic at all, and after getting dressed, he took a piece of clothing from the closet and threw it on the bed.

"Wear this to sleep."

The clothes are silk satin, bright red, soft and different from ordinary pajamas, with only two thin straps on the shoulders, a low neckline, and lace trims, the style is novel and beautiful.

But...... That's it!

Qiao Ling only glanced at it, his face turned red as bloodshot, and he subconsciously wanted to throw away his clothes, but Ji Zheng opened his mouth to stop him: "Brother spent ten oceans to buy it for you, you throw one and try it!" ”

Qiao Ling didn't dare to play tricks under the tiger's nose, so he only pushed his clothes aside.

"I'll just wear my own clothes, I don't want this."

"Don't?" Ji Zheng squinted, turned around and returned to the bedside: "Do you want me to help you change it myself?" ”

“……”

His tone was unbelievable, Qiao Ling's eyes were red again, Ji Zheng couldn't see her like this, so he rubbed her head and softened his tone: "This one is comfortable, I still have something, I won't come back tonight, be obedient." ”

After Ji Zheng finished speaking, he turned around and left.

Opening the door, Ji Rong just raised his hand, about to knock on the door for the third time, and when he saw Ji Zheng, he immediately straightened up and stood up: "Second brother, my father and eldest brother have something to look for you!" ”

As he spoke, Ji Rong's eyes rolled, and his eyes couldn't help but drill into the room.

"What are you looking for?"

Ji Zheng asked in a deep tone, unable to hear the joy and anger, Ji Rong hurriedly lowered his head and took a step back: "It's nothing." ”

Ji Zheng closed the door and took out a boxy cardboard box from his trouser pocket, on which a good-looking woman was drawn.

Ji Zheng opened it, took out a small stick with a white paper roll from it and put it in his mouth, picked up the paper box, and took out a box of matches to light the things in his mouth.

Ji Zheng took a puff and spit out a smoke ring, and Ji Rong recognized that this was the new cigarette that others said.

New cigarettes require a box of oceans, which can only be sold in big places like Shanghai, and places like Hengcheng can't buy them if you want to.

Ji Rong wasn't very interested in this thing, but Ji Zheng's appearance of swallowing clouds and spitting fog was too wild and arrogant, and Ji Rong couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

The swallowing sound was too loud, and Ji Zheng's eyelids raised slightly to look at him: "Want to?" ”

Ji Rong stiffened and didn't dare to respond, every time Ji Zheng asked him like this, he was probably digging a pit for him.

Ji Zheng was so amused by his cautious and cautious appearance that he hooked his lips, took out the pack of cigarettes and threw it to Ji Rong, and said lazily: "It's all my own brothers, as long as you ask my brother for it, my brother can't give you anything." ”

This was said intimately, but Ji Rong felt that he was smashed in the chest by the box of cigarettes, and it hurt.

If the second young man of the Ji family is really so generous and doesn't care, I'm afraid that even his name will be removed from the Ji family tree.