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.

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 treat Qiao Nian's wound seriously and

Master looked

in the treatment room would

waiting for news. Actually, none of them could figure it out. Before they could

Jiang family

Jiang Li occupied one side of

nervous. He reacted the same way as Old Master Ye and stared at the

were afraid that the doctor wouldn't treat

next to them,

his fists and looked nervously at the

her right arm and sat there, her back straight. The doctor

suture the wound...

Qiao Nian endured it without making

heart ached. He wished he could get hurt in

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had gone out to take a call