Madam spoiled by villain again

Chapter 697 Is this Ye Shao's purpose?

She looked at the transparent teardrops on her fingertips, and felt that they were very strange.

How long has she not cried.

Except for that time when Ye Shao hurt her and hurt her in front of her mother's tombstone, and she cried once, she never cried again.

But now, she's so easily...crying?
Before, Qin Xirao only thought that she had a mental illness and weak feelings, and that she would never really fall in love with anyone in her life.

Now that she can cry, does it mean that she will also love Ye Shao?

Is this what men are for?

He just wants to keep her.

Want her to love him.

Wanted to keep her... alive.

But he didn't know—

He doesn't even know--

Ye Shao just wanted to make things better, but overestimated her ability to bear it.

At that time, she only wanted to forget, how could she want to remember now?

Ling Zhu observed her expression, patted her on the shoulder, "Let him have a good rest, let's go back first."

After all, the outside was too dangerous for her.

Qin Xirao's long eyelashes trembled, she stared at Yu Jibai for a while, then put down his hand, turned and walked towards the door.

The few people guarding the door watched her run out of the intensive care unit, panicking as if she was escaping from a prison.

Yang Tingyu stood up straight, "Go back!"

Qin Xirao's face was pale, her dark eyebrows and eyes were so dark that she couldn't see a trace of expression, she turned and walked back towards the bathroom.

Yang Tingyu frowned.

Ling Zhu shook his head at Yang Tingyu, "Let her calm down."

Looking at Qin Xiluo's back, Little E felt a strange feeling in her heart, and suddenly said, "Sister Lingzhu, whatever she wants to do...don't let her out of your sight."

Ling Zhu snapped his fingers to indicate that she heard.

Qin Xirao walked into the women's bathroom, turned on the tap, reached in, and scrubbed vigorously.

She was very strong, as if she wanted to rub off a layer of skin on her hands to wash away the smell in the operating room.

Ling Zhu couldn't stand it anymore, turned off the faucet, and wiped off the water droplets on her hands with the handkerchief she carried with her, "If he doesn't see you when he goes back, he will be worried."

Qin Xirao's eyelids trembled, and she touched the center of her eyebrows with her thin white fingers, and said in a low voice, "I want to call him."

Ling Zhu seemed to want to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything, just took out the phone and handed it over.

Qin Xirao raised her hand to take it, lowered her head, and began to press the number keys one by one.

One second before she dialed the phone, she suddenly remembered something, her fingers froze, and after a few seconds of silence, she edited a text message and listed it as a scheduled sending, and then turned off the phone.

She seemed to be in a trance, casually put Ling Zhu's cell phone on the sink, then lowered her eyelids, walked out, "Go back."

Ling Zhu heaved a sigh of relief, but without thinking too much, she turned sideways to get the phone, and the moment she turned her head, Qin Xiluo, who had already walked to the door, suddenly turned around and raised her hand to attack her.

Ling Zhu's gaze changed suddenly, and she subconsciously blocked it, but she was a step too late, and Qin Xiluo pinched her throat and blocked her mouth.

Ling Zhu couldn't make a sound, and was about to raise her foot to make some noise to startle the people outside, but in the next second, her eyes suddenly widened.

Qin Xirao pressed her against the wall, and a needle in his hand pierced her arm quickly and mercilessly.

She leaned on her shoulder, didn't look at her, just pushed the sedative she didn't know where she got it into her arm.

　Safe
　　
　
(End of this chapter)