my beloved little swan

Chapter 215 Wait until I recover from my injury

Or is this mixed-race kid unable to understand Chinese?

You Qiaoqiao asked in his broken English, "Which country are you from? Can you understand me?"

Then Feng Qianhuang still didn't speak, seemed to be thinking about something.

"Then you should have a good rest!" You Qiaoqiao didn't want to make fun of herself.

Just as he was about to leave, he finally heard a man's weak and hoarse voice.

Feng Qianhuang didn't expect her own voice to be so weak.

With his current body, let alone going back to fight Ouyang Lanbao, even if the little boy in front of him wanted his life, it would be a breeze.

"Where is this?" Feng Qianhuang asked.

You Qiaoqiao frowned, with an incredulous expression on her face. "You can speak Chinese? And it's so standard!"

"You haven't answered my question yet!" Feng Qianhuang didn't like people answering questions that were not relevant.

His subordinates generally answered every question and never ignored his questions.

But he almost forgot that the one in front of him was not his subordinate, but his savior.

"It's called Fufu Island! It's a small fishing village!" You Qiaoqiao replied.

"Fufu Island?" Feng Qianhuang had heard of this small fishing village.

Before, when the Feng Group developed the tourist area, it also considered planning Fufu Island.

Therefore, Feng Qianhuang knew that this place was not too far from City A, but such an inconspicuous place with inconvenient transportation was the most suitable place for healing and recuperation.

People outside thought he was dead, and Ouyang Lanbao's people would not find him here.

"Little brother, how many people are there in your family?" Feng Qianhuang wanted to find out the details of You Qiaoqiao.

"I, I live alone in my family!" You Qiaoqiao said.

"Are you an orphan?"

"That's right!" You Qiaoqiao shrugged. "What about you? Why did you become like this?"

"I don't remember!" Feng Qianhuang lied.

"You lost your memory?" You Qiaoqiao's eyes widened in disbelief. "How did you get shot in your left leg? How did you end up at the beach? Have you forgotten everything? You don't even remember your name, do you?"

Feng Qianhuang shook her head.

"Then what should I do? How can I help you find your family members! Or, I'll go to Uncle Salary to borrow a phone number, call the police, and let the police uncle help you find your family members!"

"No! What's the matter, wait until I recover from my injury!" Feng Qianhuang said in a commanding tone.

Come on, now he is the one who lives under the fence.

But he just has the temperament of a natural leader, who will make people obey him unconditionally.

"That's right, you're so hurt and you can't think of home, it's useless to report to the police!" As she spoke, You Qiaoqiao rubbed the back of her head embarrassingly, with a clean and sweet smile.

She gave Feng Qianhuang the feeling that she was a handsome little boy, very lovable.

God helped him, being rescued by such a little orphan, he could rest in peace and recuperate without any worries.

You Qiaoqiao left Feng Qianhuang's room.

Fortunately, there were two rooms in the bungalow, one was occupied by Feng Qianhuang, but she still had another room.

You Qiaoqiao packed up another empty room overnight, laid out the quilt, locked the door behind her, and couldn't wait to get into bed, because the nights in autumn are so cold.

It was a sunny day, but at night, it rained heavily.

When Feng Qianhuang was half asleep, the bed was soaked by the rain and woke up.

The bungalow was too old, and the room where Feng Qianhuang slept was actually leaking.

The icy rain hit the quilt, which was wet and cold. Moreover, the rain became heavier and heavier, and the accumulated water soon spread to most of the bed.

(End of this chapter)