“What are you going to do?”
Lu Zhenzhen blocked the drawer, “I’m warning you, don’t move.
Your master is mad at you.
She is the renowned Divine Doctor, and you are her most beloved little disciple.
But she expelled you from her sect two years ago for stopping you from marrying Shen Shichu.
Your medical skills are practically wasted now.
If you save this unrelated person, it is a serious taboo.
If your master hears about it, there will be no chance for you to return!”
“I know,” Nan Jiaojiao declared firmly, “I’ll bear the consequences.
Save the person first.”
“Jiaobaoer!”
Nan Jiaojiao: “He will die.”
Lu Zhenzhen’s eyelids trembled fiercely, unwilling to accept the situation, but she knew she couldn’t stop it.
Grinding her teeth, she handed Nan Jiaojiao the acupuncture kit that had been sealed in the car for over two years.
“I’m going to bleed him, give me a container to catch it.”
Lu Zhenzhen decisively opened her LV bag, shook out her phone, lipstick, and black card, and passed the bag over.
Nan Jiaojiao took it without the slightest hesitation, using a bag worth hundreds of thousands to catch a few drops of black blood.
By the time Lu Zhenzhen realized what had happened, she was wailing with pain, staring fixedly at Bo Qingshan’s face, and said through gritted teeth, “You lucky brat, you’ve encountered a living immortal.
Just be secretly pleased about it.”
“A, a living immortal?” Bo Qingshan struggled to breathe due to the pain, but he still insisted on correcting her, “It’s Fairy Sister.”
She couldn’t understand why he was so fond of such an odd title.
Disliking his noise, Nan Jiaojiao chopped down with the edge of her hand, knocking him out cold.
Five minutes later, the car door opened, and Bo Qingshan was thrown onto the ground, and the car sped away.
By the time Bo Yanching and Yaen Chi arrived, the scene was filled with the long wail of police sirens, and a cordon had been erected.
Bo Yanching pushed through the crowd to the front, just in time to see a police officer taking off his coat to cover Bo Qingshan, intending to lift him into the car.
“Put him down!”
Bo Yanching shouted angrily, his long legs stepping over the cordon, and within a few strides, he reached the scene, his imposing demeanor frightening the young police officer into silence.
The officer found himself empty-handed as Bo Qingshan was taken from him.
“Sir, this is a hostage from our case.
If you’re not a related person involved in the matter, please put the hostage down and step back behind the cordon.”
“This man is his uncle,” Yaen Chi said with a gentle smile to the bewildered-looking young officer, “Is your chief here?”
The young officer glanced at him and then at Bo Yanching, his gaze failing to settle for even a second before the man’s chilling aura startled him, prompting him to run and call the chief. This story is hosted at novelping.com.
The chief readily recognized the two important men before him and did not dare to stop them.
When Bo Yanching took Bo Qingshan away, he even provided a car to follow them.
Bo Yanching drove to the hospital.
Xu Shu, who had heard the news, was waiting at the entrance.
As soon as the car door opened, he motioned for the nurses to bring a stretcher and headed straight to the emergency room.
“What exactly happened?”
It was only then that Bo Yanching had a moment to ask.
“Those men are local gangsters.
Kidnapping the young master was a spur-of-the-moment idea.
They thought he looked affluent and planned to extort a hefty ransom.
Luckily, the young master wasn’t seriously injured, just a cut on his arm, probably to keep him from shouting and scare him.”
“Probably?” Bo Yanching’s face turned stern, “Is this how casually you handle cases?”
Bo Yanching thought back to how he had been driving by earlier and yet failed to notice that Bo Qingshan had been in that very car.