The little ancestor has a soft waist and a wild heart, Master Bo has fallen!

Chapter 1117 Debt Collection

Nan Jiaojiao squinted at him, "It's boring enough."

"Are you hungry, what do you want to eat, I'll go buy it."

Bo Yanqing wanted to grab her hand, but he didn't have the strength to lift it up, so he put his hand on her kneecap, "I'm not very hungry, get me some mouthwash later."

"I won't kiss you. I don't want to fill my stomach at this time. Why pay attention to oral hygiene!"

Bo Yanqing smiled and said, "You still have a long life, if you dislike me, you won't be able to make up for it."

Nan Jiaojiao didn't bother to talk to him, she opened the door and went out, there was no need to look for it, Han Chuan was right outside, she asked Han Chuan to buy some porridge.

As soon as the words were spoken, Lu Zhenzhen came, carrying a shopping bag in his hand.

Passing by Han Chuan, Lu Zhenzhen nodded at him, walked over and handed the bag to Nan Jiaojiao, "These are my clothes, fresh ones, clean ones, don't wear those that were ordered online."

Nan Jiaojiao took it over, "Do you want to pay it back?"

"What the hell are you talking about!"

Lu Zhenzhen glanced at her, "I guess you don't want to go back, you don't wear unwashed clothes, I finally raised you delicately, don't go back rough again."

Lu Zhenzhen glanced inside, "Are you awake?"

"Ah."

Nan Jiaojiao stood sideways.

Lu Zhenzhen said: "I won't go in, and I have nothing to say to him, you should pay attention to rest."

Nan Jiaojiao stood back again, "Chu Yao just came here, she said she has left the hospital, you can look for it, maybe she hasn't left yet."

"Is it?"

Lu Zhenzhen glanced at a certain building, then looked away calmly, "I see, let's go in."

"I see you go."

Lu Zhenzhen didn't argue with her, and waved away.

Nan Jiaojiao went in when no one was seen in the corridor, carried the bag to the bed, found a set of clothes inside, both inside and outside, she took out a black lotus leaf lace bra, and compared it on her body.

Bo Yanqing felt a sudden pain in his head, "Hey, my clothes are inaccurate, why don't I take them off, and let me give you a reference?"

Nan Jiaojiao glared at her, "You are already lying there, why don't you calm down!"

Bo Yanqing smiled, "Go and wash, I'll wait for you."

Nan Jiaojiao hugged her clothes and just took two steps, "Think about it carefully, how could there be a car accident, did something happen before you picked me up?"

Bo Yanqing's face remained unchanged, "No, it was an accident."

Nan Jiaojiao was dubious.

Bo Yanqing said again: "Pass me the phone."

Nan Jiaojiao gave him the phone and went into the bathroom to take a shower. The soft smile on Bo Yanqing's face stopped, and she listened carefully. When there was the sound of water, he took out the phone and called Bo Yuman.

"When is the funeral?"

……

Chu Yao didn't leave the hospital, she went to the neurology building.

Qiaoman lives here.

Chu Yao has always known which ward Qiaoman is in, but she has never been here.

It was just an excuse to come to see Nan Jiaojiao. She really wanted to meet Qiaoman, and she could apologize. Perhaps, she could also find out the truth about the car accident three years ago.

It's just that she just arrived at the door of the ward and was about to knock on the door when someone opened it from the inside.

Chu Yao's hands were still in the air, and Mo Tingshen's eyes met.

"Small waist?"

He glanced at her, lowered his head halfway, and closed the door of the ward.

"How did you come?"

Chu Yao took two steps back, "I'm here to see Bo Yanqing."

"He's in the surgery building."

Mo Tingshen didn't leave a message for her, "Want to see Qiaoman?"

The corners of her lips curled slightly, "Are you willing?"

Mo Ting's expression darkened.

Chu Yao turned around and left.

He chased after her, grabbed her hand and took it back, unscrewed the door of the ward and went in.

Qiaoman was sitting on the bed, holding a bowl of porridge, when she saw Mo Tingshen turning back, joy had not yet shown on her face, and she suddenly looked behind her in horror.

"Mo, Brother Mo... I'm afraid."

Mo Ting subconsciously hid Chu Yao behind his back, and said softly: "Sorry, I didn't say hello to you, I will bring Xiao Yao to see you."

Qiaoman's face was pale, perhaps because she had just woken up for a few days, and she hardly had much blood. She has been relying on nutrient solution to continue her life, and now she has lost more than 70 catties. Fortunately, she has a typical small head and narrow shoulders. Very lovely and pitiful.

She bit her lip and inhaled slowly, as if she couldn't accept it, she shed two tears, as if she had made a lot of determination for herself, she squeezed the corner of the quilt before she spoke, "Since it's what Brother Mo meant, then I ..."

Chu Yao looked at Mo Ting's deep and broad back, sneered silently at himself, and pulled his hand out of his hand.

When she came out from behind the man, Mo Tingshen immediately turned back and stared at her, but Chu Yao didn't give him a glance. She smiled slightly and looked at the sick beauty in the bed, "How many days have you been awake?"

"Two or two days."

"Do you remember all of them?"

Qiaoman raised his eyes, "What is Miss Chu referring to?"

"Remember what happened before the car accident?"

Qiaoman trembled in shock, suddenly trembling all over, her eyes were bloodshot red, looking at Chu Yao in fear and panic, she suddenly hid on the head of the bed and hugged herself.

"I can't remember, I can't remember anything, Miss Chu, don't ask, I don't know anything."

Chu Yao didn't speak,
Qiaoman's condition is getting worse, his lips are slightly pale, and he bit his lips and whispered: "I don't dare anymore... I don't dare anymore, please, let me go, okay, it's been three years, even if I owe you , it should be paid off."

Chu Yao evilly smiled, "How can I figure it out? You tell me, what about life debts, do you say you owe me or I owe you?"

Qiaoman's complexion changed drastically, and she bit her lips harder. The more she panicked, the more she couldn't stabilize her emotions. She didn't dare to face Chu Yao, and asked Mo Tingshen for help in a hurry.

"Brother Mo, can you take Miss Chu out, I'm really scared, I... can I stay by myself for a while?"

Mo Tingshen was no longer in place.

With him around, it's not easy for Chu Yao to ask, and when she appears, Qiaoman will only be more irritated.

But as soon as she left, Mo Tingshen also chased her out. He chased her in the corridor and asked, "What do you mean? What debt do you have with Qiaoman?"

Chu Yao looked unconcerned, "Didn't you hear me clearly? It's a life debt. I almost killed her. Shouldn't people ask me to collect the debt? But why are you here? It's a bit of a disappointment. I suddenly don't want to play."

"Play?"

Mo Ting's face was cold and horrified, "You're going to stimulate a vegetative person who just woke up, what do you call this a joke?"

"What's the matter?"

Chu Yao shook off his hand, "Did I tell you that you are not allowed to have other women besides me, isn't she counted?"

"Small waist!"

Mo Ting let out a deep sigh.

Chu Yao's heart trembled, but there was no emotion on her face, she even had a sickly smile on the corner of her mouth, "I will come again, I don't believe you can protect her every day."

Mo Ting frowned deeply and didn't say a word, but looking at each other silently was already a serious warning.

Chu Yao was not afraid at all, and even provoked him, pulled his hat down to cover his brow bone, and left under his nose.

Until he could no longer feel the compelling sight behind him, Chu Yao grabbed his heart, leaned against the elevator, and exhaled carefully.

How could she want to bring up the car accident three years ago again.

But there are too many doubts.

Mo Suizhi ruined a leg, Qiaoman became a vegetable, and she was sent to prison after only lying in the hospital bed for two months.

After releasing the truth for three years, it is not so easy to find out.

After taking the blame for three years, it's time for her to think about it.

(End of this chapter)