Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

Chapter 645
Qiao Nian was not interested in listening to the chat between the two of them. After returning the computer to them, he raised his eyes and said, "I'll go in and have a look."

After solving the chip issue, everyone felt relieved.

She said she wanted to go into the ward, but no one stopped her.

Everyone is busy cleaning up the battlefield afterwards, and it's time to strengthen the system to strengthen the system loopholes.

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There was no one in the ward, only the machine on the bed was beating.

Qiao Nian walked over and looked at the man lying on the hospital bed with his eyes tightly closed, his thin lips pursed coldly, and there was no blood on his lips.

It was as if my heart was being pulled by an invisible big hand, which was extremely uncomfortable.

She pulled the chair in front of the hospital bed, sat down, pursed the corners of her lips, pulled out the man's wrist from under the quilt, and placed two slender fingers on his pulse.

The veins are smooth and chaotic, but fortunately no internal organs have been injured. The internal organs look okay, but the person has not yet woken up.

"Huh." Qiao Nian let out a foul breath, lowered her eyelids, and her crow-black eyelashes left a thin shadow under her eyelids. She put the man's hand on the bed back into the quilt, and sat down on the edge of the bed again. for a while.

For about half an hour, the man lying there had no intention of waking up.

Qiao Nian got up and looked at the time hanging on the wall. It was almost noon. She would go back to make some chicken soup now, maybe in time for him to wake up.

Thinking of this, she moved the chair away and stood for a while before leaving.

'Click', the door of the ward just closed.

Qiao Nian didn't notice that the eyelashes of the man who was unconscious before trembled slightly, like butterfly feathers.

The index finger of the hand she just took the pulse also moved slightly.

The machine next to the bed began to tinkle.

……

Gu Sangang sent Qiao Nian away.

When he came back, he found movement in the corridor. He walked over quickly, pulled someone along and asked, "What's wrong?"

The person caught by him couldn't hide his joy, and said excitedly: "Master Wang is awake!"

"Damn." The expression on Gu San's face was first stunned and then surprised, and then he realized: "Miss Qiao..."

Miss Joe just left.

He hesitated for a while whether to call Qiao Nian, but seeing that everyone was rushing to the ward, he was more worried about Ye Fanchuan, so he took time out of his busy schedule to send Qiao Nian a message, and then trotted towards the ward...

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It was already two hours later when Qiao Nian received the message.

The chicken soup in the pot was all simmering, and it was still an hour away from the stew, so I couldn't get away, of course it was impossible to pass.

She finished reviewing Gu San's news.

I also saw several other messages that she sent not long after she got off the plane. She didn't have time to read them before, so she didn't see them.

Now Qiao Nian clicked on one.

It's Liang Bowen's message.

[Liang Bowen: Shit, Miss Nian, you are famous! !This time it's really famous!That person on Weibo is you, right?I knew it was you at a glance.The school post bar is going crazy, because Wu Jie dissed your post before, those people all changed their mouths and said that you are the school belle of our No. [-] Middle School, to win glory for No. [-] Middle School. ]
Qiao Nian looked at it for a long time but didn't understand what it meant.

What Weibo.

What school belle.

She leaned against the closet, with her long legs casually draped there, standing in a loose and casual posture, and clicked on Shen Qingqing's message.

[Shen Qingqing: Sister Nian, have you checked Weibo? Hurry up and check Weibo. ]
Then came the news from Chen Yuan.

[Chen Yuan: Congratulations. ]
After reading a few messages, she was in a fog, so she simply refused to reply, exited the chat box, and opened Weibo.

There are only a few hot searches displayed on Weibo every day.

(End of this chapter)