Pregnant After Healing the Alpha

Chapter 52: Chapter 50 Zhan Qipei Pins Qiao Jing Against the Wall

The audience instantly fell silent.

“Eh?” Zhan Yuanshan looked at Zhan Qipei, who had taken Qiao Jing into his protective embrace, and made a puzzled sound as he squinted his wise old eyes to watch closely.

As he watched, he nodded in approval.

This grandson of his, he had indeed not misjudged, was beginning to get on the right track.

“I, I didn’t do it on purpose—” Lou Xinrou, terrified and shivering, paused for two seconds before hurriedly throwing the sword to the ground and rushing over to Zhan Qipei’s side.

“Brother Pei, are you, are you alright? Did it hurt you? I didn’t do it on purpose, I really didn’t,” Lou Xinrou said, almost crying from fear, looking at Zhan Qipei’s back with a pained expression.

“Brother Pei, take off your clothes, let me help you check,” Lou Xinrou said, reaching out to touch Zhan Qipei.

“Get your hand away.” Zhan Qipei’s expression was dark, and cold frost swirled in the depths of his eyes.

Lou Xinrou was scared by Zhan Qipei’s look, her extended hand not knowing whether to retract or to continue.

All she did was care about whether you were hurt, and that was all, wasn’t that allowed? Are you that germophobic?

Just as Lou Xinrou felt wronged, Qiao Jing reached her hand to the man’s back and felt around.

Zhan Qipei subconsciously furrowed his eyebrows, enduring the pain without making a sound.

Qiao Jing could tell Zhan Qipei probably had a superficial wound, “Let me have a look.”

“It’s nothing serious,” Zhan Qipei replied, effectively refusing.

“I’m a doctor, it’s me who decides whether it’s serious or not,” Qiao Jing insisted. “Take off your clothes.”

As she spoke, Qiao Jing reached for the man’s suit.

Zhan Qipei was quick to catch Qiao Jing’s wrist.

Qiao Jing frowned, it was just a check on the back, not a private part of the body.

After all, she had seen your private parts more than once, so there was no need to be mindful of it.

At that moment, the man’s pleasant deep voice suddenly resonated in her ear.

“You’re planning to look here? Let’s go somewhere else.”

“Okay.”

Qiao Jing followed Zhan Qipei out of the room.

Lou Xinrou watched them leave in disbelief, her emotions a mix of anger, urgency, and jealousy!

overthink it, you know as well as I do that Qiao Jing is a half-hearted, inept doctor, but after all, she is a doctor. That’s why my brother let her

words, Lou Xinrou

Xinrou, you danced beautifully, Qiao Jing completely lost to you,” Zhan Nanqing

asked, she noticed Zhan Nanqing opened

Zhan Nanqing replied with

Xinrou felt as if an arrow had deeply pierced her heart, the kind that bleeds

…

Qipei went to a secluded

take off your clothes

That eager?

he neatly took off his suit, then reached for the buttons on

it so often that it no longer affected her

looked at Qiao Jing suspiciously, his physique was so good, how come she showed no

it be that in her

thought, Zhan Qipei’s expression

Qipei, where the prop had stabbed him, the area was red and purple, the skin was broken, and blood

if left untreated, it could get infected. Don’t

Jing finished speaking, there

and

“The Old Master asked me

he sneakily glanced inside, seeing Zhan Qipei shirtless, sitting on

disturb

closed the door very

box in her hands. As clever

returned behind Zhan Qipei, starting to disinfect and apply ointment

the ceaseless busy hands on his back, feeling as if fallen leaves had drifted onto the calm surface of a lake, creating endless

and even more so, his heart

done,” Qiao Jing

to face Qiao Jing, “Have

Qiao Jing

Qipei frowned, “But you just danced better than

it

the same

after just

she possess a photographic

That amazing?!

Xu Moqian wasn’t lying—Qiao Jing indeed was

Capital University and a doctor at the hospital; why would you work as a janitor? Don’t tell me it’s because you admire Professor Qiao that you went

for a while, but never found the right opportunity. Also, he had thought Qiao Jing’s affairs

to see

was what Zhan Nanqing said; I’ve

was indeed not a

what do you do