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Chapter 549 No Overthinking (3)

Qiao Luo drooped his eyebrows, moved his lips, and said in a hoarse voice, "Master, Lord fell off the cliff, he fell into the sea."

Speaking of this fact himself, Qiao Luo was so heartbroken that he couldn't breathe.

"I know that he will be fine. He cares about you so much, and he definitely won't let you be sad. He will come back." Liu Yiman held her hand and comforted her softly.

"You have moved your tire, and now you need to rest. This is your child. Are you willing to hurt him?"

Qiao Luo recalled the memory before coma, and covered her flat abdomen with plain white hands.

How could she be willing to hurt him.

"Young madam, rest well, we have already sent people to look for the young master at the bottom of the cliff, and Yue Yi has also rushed there." Yue Er said.

At this time, Yi Xuan led Duan Fan to come.

Seeing that Qiao Luo woke up, Yi Xuan beamed with joy, "Qi Qi, how do you feel?"

Duan Fan stepped forward, stretched out his hand towards her wrist, and felt her pulse.

Qiao Luo asked in a low voice, "How is it, child?"

"You have moved your fetus, you need to drink anti-fetal medicine, and you have to have a good rest." Duan Fan withdrew his hand and met her gaze.

"Qiqi, Long Beijue told you to wait for him to come back, you have to trust him, so take good care of yourself, just for your child."

He has never been able to comfort people with his mouth, so it is not easy for him to say so many comforting words.

Qiao Luo's eyelids drooped, and a trace of grief flashed deep inside.

They don't understand how terrible the deep sea is, it's a narrow escape.

Let her believe that he will come back safe and sound, she herself died there once, how can she believe it.

"The medicine is hot, Miss Qi, drink it while it's hot, it won't be effective when the medicine cools." Aunt Zhao brought the hot medicine juice and handed it to Qiao Luo.

Qiao Luo took it with his hand and brought it directly to his mouth.

The person who always hated drinking these concoctions had no hesitation, and drank it in a few sips.

She handed the empty bowl to Aunt Zhao, put her legs back on the bed, and fell asleep.

She pulled the quilt over her head, blocking their sight.

"Go out, I want to stay by myself."

A muffled voice came from under the quilt, and Liu Yiman and the others looked at each other.

"seven……"

Just as Liu Yiman was about to speak, Duan Fan stopped him.

"Master, let's go out first."

Liu Yiman glanced at the person hiding under the quilt, sighed silently, then turned and walked towards the door.

The others followed, and Duan Fan was last.

As he approached the door, he paused, "Qiqi, you've moved your tire this time, and the child is almost lost. Don't think about yourself, but also think about the child."

After the words fell, he lifted his foot to leave, and closed the door by the way.

The huge room returned to silence, and the long-lost sense of loneliness struck.

Qiao Luo poked her head out from under the quilt, and a soft halo flowed on her pale face, adding a bit of sadness.

She sat up slowly, and covered her undisturbed abdomen with slightly cool hands.

She murmured softly, "I almost hurt you, I'm sorry."

"Daddy can't say good night to you today, be good and don't lose your temper."

Fog gathered in her eyes, she pursed her lips, her voice had become choked.

"He'll be back, won't he?"

The sea is so cold, her Long Beijue must be very cold.

……

In the corridor at the door, Liu Yiman and his party have not left yet.

Looking at the closed door, Yi Xuan had a sad face, "Could Qi Qi be overwhelmed?"

They could see how much Qi Qi cared about Long Beijue and how much she depended on her. Even the former Ye Qi never had a side of relying on others.

Only in front of Long Beijue.

Now that Long Beijue fell into the sea because of saving her, she didn't say anything on the surface, but she was definitely blaming herself and feeling sad in her heart.

"With a child here, Qiqi won't be impulsive." Duan Fan said calmly, "Give her some time."

"You all go back and rest, I'll just watch over here, and I'll let you know if there's any news," Yue Er said.

The young master is not here, and it is their responsibility to protect the young lady and the young master.

Duan Fan nodded, "Master, you are all tired all day, go back to your room and rest first, I am in Lanxi's room, if there is any movement in Qi Qi, I will pay attention."

Liu Yiman nodded his head lightly, and his physical strength was almost at its limit.

She warned, "If there is anything wrong with Qiqi, please tell me right away."

Duan Fan said hello, and she left with Aunt Zhao.

The crowd dispersed, and Yue Er stood guard at the door, gathered up his collar, moved a stool and sat at the door.

As the night darkened, the bright moon sneaked into the clouds.

With a "creak", the door quietly opened a gap.

Hearing the movement, Yueer immediately jumped up from the chair.

When his eyes met, he was slightly taken aback.

Seeing Qiao Luo fully dressed, he had a bad feeling in his heart, "Young Madam, what are you doing out so late?"

It's not yet dawn, so the young lady can't think about it, can she?
He gently persuaded, "It's windy outside, young lady, you'd better go back and rest."

Qiao Luo hissed, motioning him not to be loud.

Stepping over the threshold, the black boots fell to the ground.

With the weak light, Yue Er finally saw the oversized coat on her body.

If he is not mistaken, this dress seems to be...

Young Master's.

Yue Er couldn't help but think that she was going to die for love, so he said quickly, "Young Madam, you..."

Qiao Luo shook his head, interrupted him, and said in a low voice, "Follow me."

Hearing this, Yue Er breathed a sigh of relief.

Being willing to let him follow does not seem out of mind.

He nodded and followed Qiao Luo's footsteps.

In the dead of night, soft footsteps sounded in the corridor.

Yue Er looked at the woman beside him, holding his mobile phone to help illuminate, "Young Madam, are you hungry, or should I ask someone to get you something to eat?"

"Need not."

After leaving the villa, Yue Er was even more worried.

He asked tentatively, "Young Madam, it's so late, where do you want to go?"

Jolo was silent.

Yue Er scratched his head, "Young Madam, you have to think about Young Master, Young Master, he will be fine, so please don't let it go."

Realizing that this is the way to the back mountain, Yue Er wanted to pull her back.

"Young Madam, why don't we come back tomorrow, go back first, it's dark and slippery, it's not safe here."

Qiao Luo glanced at him, and said in a calm voice, "I don't think about it."

Yue Er was stunned, "..."

It's not that you can't think about it, what are you doing here in the middle of the night?
Unable to figure out the reason, he had no choice but to accept his fate and keep up.

As long as it's not hard to think about it, it's fine.

The corpses on the cliff were all cleaned up, but the smell of blood was still very strong.

When the wind blows, the smell intensifies.

Qiao Luo frowned, a little disgusted.

Yue Er stood behind her, his hair messed up by the wind, "Young Madam, it's very windy up here, why don't we go down?"

Qiao Luo put his hands in his pockets and looked down at the unfathomable sea.

"hold on."

Yue Er is helpless, if he waits any longer, the young master will not appear immediately, so why should she do this.

(End of this chapter)