Outright Favoritism Chapter 469: : Special grade medicine

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In the emergency duty office, Fu Luting cleaned the wound on the back of Li Qiao with tweezers and sterilized iodine in his hand.

A small, crisp sound caught Li Qiao’s attention. Before she could speak, Fu Luting looked up helplessly: "There are glass shards left in the wound. Don't get wet in the past few days, otherwise it will easily become irritated."

Li Qiao didn't say a word, as if she didn't feel any pain, she had an indifferent and irrelevant attitude.

"You today..." Fu Luting was about to ask again, when the phone rang at the table.

Li Qiao shifted her gaze and glanced, her gaze immediately made waves, she picked up the phone with her left hand, her voice control was very good, no different from usual, "Hey~"

Fu Luting's fingers, which were still wiping her wound, trembled slightly.

This kind of calm and not difficult to hear a gentle voice, rarely appears in Li Qiao.

On the other side of the phone, the man's voice was calm and mellow, "Where is it?"

Li Qiao glanced at the watch on her wrist, lowered her eyelashes, and chose to tell the truth, "In the hospital."

Shang Yu stayed quiet for a few seconds, his tone could not be heard, "Injured?"

"No, what kind of injury did you get?" Li Qiao smiled, her eyes fell on the joint of her right hand, and she explained inadvertently, "I'm coming to Senior Brother Fu, and I plan to go home with him later. Go and see Jiugong."

"Well, when will you be back tonight?" The man's tensed voice was obviously loosened, and his tone became lazy and tender.

Li Qiao rolled her voice, "It may not work in these two days. The research institute is about to start the project. I will have to go back to work overtime after seeing Jiugong in a while."

Shang Yu's thin lips breathed out smoke and teased playfully, "He's here, sorry to come here?"

Li Qiao reacted, only to realize that this ‘he’ should refer to Shang Zonghai.

So she answered the words graciously, "It's kind of, but the research institute is really busy. When will uncle go back?"

"Leave in two days." The man lowered his head and brushed the soot, but did not force him, "If you are not busy, come here anytime, eh?"

Li Qiao responded with a smile, "Well, I see."

Hang up the phone, her condensed expression gradually relaxed.

When she's not busy...when her wounds heal, she won't be busy.

……

At 7:30 that night, Li Qiao did follow Fu Luting to the Fu Jiaquan Gym to see Jiugong.

I haven't seen him for many days. Zhong Jiugong's complexion looks very good, except for the thick and insufferable darkness hidden in his eyes.

He still lives in the wing room in the backyard of the boxing gym. When Li Qiao walked in, he saw him sitting alone on the bedside, looking at the white wall in front of him, not knowing what he was thinking.

And he is still holding a phone with a dimming screen in his hand, and it can be vaguely seen that it is a picture of a teenager.

Li Qiao pursed her mouth and called out softly: "Teacher~IndoMTL.com~Get red envelopes] Follow the public.. Public accounts [Book Friends Base Camp~IndoMTL.com~ Draw up to 888 cash red envelopes!

It took a long time for Zhong Jiugong to recover, his eyes focused, and the moment he saw Li Qiao, his eyes suddenly became red.

"The girl is here."

Li Qiao calmly walked to the square table and took a seat, poured a cup of tea, "How about the teacher's hand?"

"Okay, it's healed." Jiugong dragged heavy steps to walk across to her and sat down, looking at the tea cup Li Qiao pushed, his eyes flashed, "He...really gone?"

Li Qiao raised her eyelids and faced Jiu Gong with four eyes.

Although this old man in his sixties has a ruddy complexion, his spiritual world seems to have collapsed.

Li Qiao lowered her head to pour tea, her tone was light, "Well, let's go, and... I shouldn't be back in the future."

Jiu Gong slowly closed his eyes, and it took a long time before he laughed at himself, "It's good to go, good to go. Girl, do you know everything?"

Li Qiao looked at Jiu Gong, curled his lips and asked with a smile, "What do you know? Even though he was asked to leave Nanyang without discussing it with the teacher.

But... the deal I made with him wouldn't make him too disadvantaged.

I don't know what happened between you, but he hurt you, which is a hidden danger to me. "

As soon as the voice settled, Jiu Gong raised his eyes sharply, his eyes gloomy and unclear, "He...didn't he tell you?"

"Tell me what?" Li Qiao raised her eyebrows in surprise, put down the teapot and took a sip from the cup. "It's fine if I don't touch him. You still expect him to be at peace with me. Chat?"

Jiu Gong was a little unbelievable, but he was also obviously relieved.

Actually, yesterday, he received a call from Tu Anliang.

In addition to insults and sarcasm, before hanging up, Tu Anliang said to him the last words of his life, "Tu Zhong, I will hate you forever, but if life can come again, I would rather not be born in the Tu family. I would rather...you are not my father."

Tu Anliang didn't say where he went, and this phone call was probably the last contact between their father and son in this life.

He could feel that Tu Anliang still hated him, although he did not let go, he chose to let it go.

At this moment, Jiugong looked at Li Qiao for a moment, and the mixed emotions in his heart made him unable to say a word.

Li Qiao didn't stay in the boxing gym for too long. Before going out, she looked back at Jiugong, still with respect and a calm tone, "Teacher, it's all over."

The door of the wing opened and closed, and Zhong Jiugong was sitting at the table, tears raining down instantly.

In front of the Fu Jiaquan Gymnasium, the black night sky seemed to be pressing against the cloud group. Fu Luting looked at her bandaged right hand, "Is Jiu Gong okay?"

"It's okay, the trouble has been solved, if he wants to go back, let him go back."

Fu Luting didn't say anything, and nodded in answer.

Li Qiao thanked him and got into the car, and in a blink of an eye the car merged into the traffic on the main road.

……

On the way back, Li Qiao looked at the back of her hand distractedly, and after a moment she found the Bluetooth headset and called Xia Siyu.

"Why call my sister at this time and miss me?" Xia Siyu's joking tone was the same as usual, and it sounded no longer the agony and worry.

Li Qiao looked at her right hand and curled her lips. "Do you still have the special medicine for trauma healing that you used at the border before? Get me some bottles."

Xia Siyu was startled, and suddenly sent out three consecutive soul questions with a little nervousness, "What's the matter? Are you injured? Is it serious?"

"It's not serious." Li Qiao's tone was light, and she was in a rare melancholy, "Small injury."

The wound was really small, but she didn't want Shang Yu to see it either.

Xia Siyu squinted suspiciously, and then unceremoniously opened her up, "Small injuries still need special medicine? You didn't use it when you were chopped in the back. Are you sure it's a minor injury?"

Li Qiao: "..."

She grabbed her hair irritably, "Well, it's broken."

Xia Siyu came over in a faint voice, "Break the skin and use special medicine? Why do I not believe it so much?"

"Xia Laowu--" Li Qiao didn't say much, but spoke her name in a long tone.

Xia Siyu's breath condensed, and he hummed in compromise, "I'll see if it's done. It's not a special-grade medicine. I will arrange for someone to deliver it to you tonight.

It's the kind you developed at the border before. The prescription is still here. Would you like to take it with you? "