Quick Wear: The Crazy Boss Only Loves the Cold Host

"Are you alive?" Li Wenyan asked, his eyes constantly scanning Jiang Qing's face.

Her reaction was wrong. How could the first reaction of someone who was worried about Ji An's life be disbelief?

Jiang Qing lowered her head, her eyes blocked by the loose hair on her forehead, and she began to treat Li Wenyan's wound again.

The wound looked hideous after being torn apart again and again. Jiang Qing wet a cotton ball and wiped the blood from the surrounding skin.

"Alive, but not in a good condition."

Jiang Qing tightened his grip on the tweezers, but his facial expression remained unchanged.

"It's not convenient to go there tonight. Let's talk about it tomorrow morning."

"Row."

Tao Yu hung up the phone, and the screen lit up for a while and then dimmed.

There was a silence that followed. Jiang Qing did not ask about Ji An's true condition, but quietly helped Li Wenyan treat his wound.

"Okay, Doctor Li."

Jiang Qing stood up, and his eyes never fell on Li Wenyan from beginning to end.

"Jiang Qing."

When she was about to leave, Li Wenyan grabbed her. There was still dried blood on the palm of his hand, which felt a little dry.

"Don't worry too much. Tao Yu didn't ask us to rush over. He should be fine."

When Li Wenyan saw Jiang Qing nodded, a voice in his heart told him not to let go, but the phone on the piano rang again, and Li Wenyan finally let go of Jiang Qing.

Jiang Qing hurried upstairs. Before the power went out, she put her old phone in the bathroom. She had just finished talking to Ji An and sent a text message to remind him. It was impossible for the news to be passed on to the police so quickly.

There was a key in the lock of her door. Jiang Qing took a look and pulled out the key, held it in his hand, locked the door, and locked the bathroom door when he entered the bathroom.

A familiar but unsaved number scrolled on the screen of the old phone, but no one answered for a long time. Jiang Qing gave up after calling for five minutes.

The worst outcome would be that those people became angry and humiliated after Li Wenyan sent people to search City A, and found Ji An who was hiding first.

Jiang Qing covered her face and took a deep breath. From the moment she entered the police station until now, her mind has been tense and she dared not relax. Now Ji An's life or death is uncertain, and more than half of the clues she wanted have not been obtained.

Can only wait for tomorrow.

Jiang Qing washed the blood from Li Wenyan on her palms and arms, wrapped her old cell phone in the bath towel that was scattered around before the power went out, walked out of the bathroom, and then buried herself in the soft big bed.

If she guessed correctly, this room must have been monitored by Li Wenyan, and maybe at this moment Li Wenyan was holding his mobile phone and observing her every move.

Apart from the bathroom, she couldn't think of any other safe place. The progress on Li Wenyan's side was not as smooth as she had expected, and she didn't know what happened on Ji An's side.

Li Wenyan's split personality caused by mental trauma is related to his younger brother.

Jiang Qing's mind flashed back to the photo frame that was always turned upside down on the table in Li Wenyan's study. With the power of the Li family, it would be no problem for them to walk all over City A. Those people... shouldn't even be afraid of the Li family.

Jiang Qing tossed and turned in bed, hiding her old cell phone between the head of the bed and the mattress. She did not sleep all night.

The next morning, Jiang Qing got up, washed, and went downstairs. There was blood scattered all over the floor in the living room, and the most eye-catching color was on the piano.

The white piano keys were almost covered with dried blood, like roses blooming on them after climbing over thorns.

Jiang Qing walked towards the piano as if possessed, stretched out his index finger and lightly touched the keys.

Afraid of being swallowed: I may not update tomorrow... I am really sorry everyone, the software intends to integrate the author's text into artificial intelligence. I don't know what to say, I don't even have the energy to write anymore