Seeing that Li Qiao was stunned, the two bodyguards faltered and called, "Miss Li..."

What the hell!

How can miss li live next door to the boss?

"Is master Yan here?" Li Qiao walked slowly and took a look at the door of vip999.

One of the bodyguards flashed. He was shocked and nodded

Li Qiao pursed her mouth, and when she lowered her head to consider how to open her mouth, she accidentally caught a drop of bright and fresh blood on the beige carpet at the door.

He's hurt?!

Li Qiao heart next tight, the face has no facial expression ground toward the room door ang ang chin, "can I go in?"

The bodyguard looked at each other. After a one second battle between heaven and man, he turned back and unscrewed the doorknob naturally. "Miss Li, please."

Everyone in the bodyguard team knows how tolerant their boss is to miss li.

They speculated that this should be a ancestor, may not stir up!

When the door opened, there was a faint smell of smoke in the luxury suite.

Li Qiao bypasses the porch, glances at the abstract paintings on the wall, and walks into the living room with a thick blanket.

The smell of blood is getting stronger.

In the living room, there are several pieces of gauze with blood on the tea table, sitting on the sofa with flowing clouds and bare arms, letting a strange man wipe the blood sparkling wound on his left arm.

At this time, Shang Yu was sitting on the single sofa, as if he had just taken a bath. His brand-new black shirt only had a few buttons on the lower row. His broken hair was a little messy on his forehead, and his chest and clavicle were still full of moisture.

The legs wrapped in trousers were folded in front of him, and half a cigarette was burning at his fingertips. Hearing the sound of footsteps, he turned his eyes and said, "wake up?"

Li Qiao let out a "um." seeing his eyes, she stepped forward and sat down. Her eyes looked at Liuyun's injury uncontrollably. The knife wound was seven centimeters, and it was an inch and a half into the flesh.

At this time, Shang Yu glared at Li Qiao's side face and raised his eyes with interest: "not afraid?"

Li Qiao moved her eyes from Liuyun's injury, and said, "what are you afraid of?"

The tragedy she had seen was more serious than the knife wound.

Maybe Li Qiao is too cold and calm, even Liuyun and the man who deals with the wound can't help looking at her.

Miss Li's performance was too calm.

Can a girl of her age not change her face for such a bloody scene?

Just at this time, the man with a suture needle pierced Liuyun's muscle. Before he continued to put the needle in, Li Qiao suddenly spoke slowly: "his wound is not aligned. Your suture method will make his muscle tissue layered under the skin."

Strange man stopped action instantly, looking at Li Qiao in shock, "Miss Li knows how to sew?"

Li Qiao bowed her head slowly, "a little bit."

Or he thought to himself: "the boss Let Miss Li do me a favor? "

This man is one of the four assistants, Wangyue.

However, Wangyue is not a doctor, and it's only in danger to deal with the wound for Liuyun.

At this time, Li qiaoran looked at his face and thought about it

Li Qiao had already stood up and walked towards Liuyun with a smile: "well, I've dealt with it." And a lot.

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

Liuyun looked at Li Qiao, who was calm and relaxed, and nodded respectfully, "Miss Li, please."

"No trouble!" Li Qiao skillfully put on her gloves and did a simple disinfection. Then she took the suture needle and scissors in Wangyue's hand and began to sew the wound for Liuyun.

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