Mr. Lu, don't abuse me, Madam really won't give you andrology treatment

Qiao Yin said in a cold tone: "I don't need the protection of the Gu family, let alone any glory. If Mr. Gu is fine, please leave my office. I still need to take medicine."

Gu Chengqiao took out a card and put it on the table: "This is the compensation for you. It contains 1000 million. The password is written on it. You can use it to repair the injury on your face first. If the money is not enough, you can follow I said."

"No matter what, this is all our fault. I will be responsible for your face from now on. I will find the best doctor to help you repair it. Now that medical science is advanced, your injury looks terrible, but it should be repaired. There won’t be too obvious traces, so don’t put too much psychological pressure on yourself.”

"If you ever figure it out and are willing to look back home, just tell me. The door of the Gu family will always be open to you, and the Gu family and I will always be your strongest support."

"You are still young, and you may not know what it means to have a family like the Gu family. My child, don't be stupid. Being a Miss Gu family can make your life countless times easier, and can also help you realize most of your wishes."

"Think about it, I'll wait for your reply."

After Gu Chengqiao finished speaking, he stood up and left.

The office door closed again, and Qiao Yin sat alone on the sofa, frowning as she looked at the card.

Should he say it or not, Gu Chengqiao's attitude couldn't be better, his words are sincere and his speech is very artistic. Moreover, he took the initiative to admit her fault for disfigurement and did not shirk it.

Sure enough, no one who can be the president of a group is an ordinary person. It is not unfair for my mother to fall into the hands of such a man. They are not of the same rank at all.

How should she deal with a man of such a high rank?

For such a person, even if he really killed his mother, he would never admit it. If he didn't plead guilty, how could she send him to prison so that he could never get over again in his life.

Moreover, what if it wasn't the mother he killed?
Qiao Yin now feels that Hou Jinhua is also suspicious.

Perhaps, she should agree to Gu Chengqiao and review her home with him. After all, only by returning to Gu's home could she have a chance to get close to the murderer and find out the truth.

She took a deep breath, applied ointment to the wound, and secretly warned herself not to be too impatient. She had to collect more evidence and record more videos. If the hunter was too impatient, the prey would easily escape.

It was already 12:30 noon. Qiao Yin did not return to the hospital today. She had lunch directly at Shensong Hospital and then went to treat the two vegetative patients.Originally, there were other patients who wanted to see her for treatment, but her current appearance was really not suitable for seeing anyone, so they rejected all the treatments they could.

The vegetative patient couldn't see her face anyway, so she went directly to the ward.

However, what surprised her was that she met No. 517 in the ward.

No. 517 was obviously stunned when he saw her face. After a while, he tentatively asked: "Are you... Doctor Qiao?"

Qiao Yin nodded towards him: "I am, why are you here?"

"I'm actually waiting for you to come over to treat him. I know you will definitely come, so I'm just waiting here."

"Wait for me? What's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

No. 517 shook his head. He didn't feel uncomfortable at all. He didn't know what was wrong. He just wanted to see Qiao Yin. He could only see her for a short time every day, which he felt was not enough.

He looked at Qiao Yin's face and felt a sense of heartache: "Why is your face so injured?"

"My face is fine. Give me your wrist and I'll check your pulse again."

Seeing that she was unwilling to say more, No. 517 didn't ask any more questions. After all, this was her privacy.

He obediently handed her his wrist.

When she was checking his pulse, he gently raised his other hand, wanting to touch Qiao Yin's face, but suddenly realized something and quickly put his hand down.