Fake Daughter Is Rich Again?

Only Zhang Yang was a sociable person. Even if he was cold to her, he would at least reply to her. Recently, Qin Si and Bo Jingxing had not even replied to her messages. Jiang Xianrou was gloomy after sending Zhang Yang a WeChat message. The driver had already driven the car away from Qing University.

She looked out of the window at the speeding scenery and felt depressed.

Her grip on the phone tightened again.

Fortunately, she felt slightly better when she thought about how Madam Zhu had said that Qiao Nian had broken her hand and couldn't participate in the finals.

On the other side, in the emergency department of Beijing First Hospital.

A few doctors were gathered together, stitching up Qiao Nian's wound.

The small treatment room was full of people.

Old Master Ye, Wen Ruxia, Ye Lan, Yuan Yongqin, and the others had all arrived. They all kept quiet and tried their best to reduce their presence so that they wouldn't affect the doctor from suturing Qiao Nian. This surgery was not a big one.

However, everyone's expressions were solemn, each one more solemn than the last. It was as if Qiao Nian's injury was as serious as the sky falling on them.

face as he tightened his grip. His sharp eyes were focused on the doctor who was stitching up Qiao Nian's wound. He was afraid that the doctor wouldn't

Master looked

room would dare raise their

none of them could figure it out. Before they could figure out

Jiang family

Li occupied one side of the

and nervous. He reacted the same way

that the doctor wouldn't treat

stood next to them, in a corner

and looked

of her right arm and sat there, her back straight. The doctor didn't give her an anesthetic. He sterilized her wound with antiseptic alcohol

suture the wound...

it, but Qiao Nian endured it without making

he could get hurt in her place, but

too. So, although his heart ached, he didn't nag. He just stood quietly.

his dad had gone out to take a call halfway