Tired Lord, your wife is a boss

Chapter 218 An accident at the racecourse, is it a blessing or a curse?
Time passed by every minute and every second, and all eyes in the arena were focused on Qiao Yimo.

Just when everyone thought that Qiao Yimo could get off the horse safely, Darvis suddenly roared like crazy, and then his body followed the madness.

"What's going on here?" Mo Jun suddenly exclaimed.

If something happens to the sister-in-law, he, the instigator, will be responsible.

Leng Juan's anesthesia gun aimed at Darvis.

Before he pulled the trigger with his index finger, Darvis's whole horse sounded up, and Qiao Yimo was about to fall off the horse.

Everyone froze in place in shock.
It's not a big deal if people turn their backs on their backs, the key is to be afraid of being stepped on by horseshoes if they don't react in time.

Leng Juan pursed his thin lips slightly, and with a cold voice, he threw the gun to Mo Jun, "Look at the right time to shoot."

Mo Jun: "."

At this time, he was looking at Qiao Yimo with a worried face, he didn't care about what the tired master said, and took the anesthesia gun in a daze.

I saw that Leng Juan immediately got on the back of another horse next to him, and rode beside Qiao Yimo.

Qiao Yimo remained expressionless and continued to drive Darvis.

But now the horse has gone completely crazy, and it is simply beyond the control of humans.

Seeing that Leng Juan was going to rescue his sister-in-law, Mo Jun immediately raised his vigilance and pulled the trigger with his finger.

In less than two seconds, Darvis fell to the ground hard and passed out.

And Qiao Yimo looked at Leng Juan holding the rein with one hand, and reaching out to pick her up with the other.

Qiao Yimo jumped over with all her strength, and landed safely on the cold and tired horse.

Seeing that Qiao Yimo landed safely, everyone couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

After getting off the horse, Leng Juan gently held Qiao Yimo's hand.

Qiao Yimo shrank back with a hiss.

Leng Juan lowered his eyes, and saw that Qiao Yimo's hands were covered with wounds from being strangled by the reins.

He looked at the blood and his face froze.

Mo Jun threw down the anesthesia gun, walked quickly to Qiao Yimo's side, and said concernedly: "Sister-in-law, are you alright?"

Bo Hua saw the blood on Qiao Yimo's hand at a glance, she frowned and said in panic: "Miss Qiao, you are injured."

Qiao Yimo shook her head, "It's fine."

Her cold eyes looked at Leng Juan, "Darvis, is he alright?"

She blamed herself a little, otherwise Darvis would not have been injured if she had insisted on riding a horse.

But how could Darvis, who had been doing well just now, suddenly become irritable.

"It's okay, that's an anesthesia gun." Leng Juan's eyes fell on Qiao Yimo's hands, his eyes filled with coldness.

"I'll go and have a look at it." Qiao Yimo completely ignored the injury on her hand, and walked around Leng Juan.

Unexpectedly, the man grabbed his wrist and said in a low voice, "Go to the camp medical room."

Qiao Yimo looked down at her hands, unmoved.

Although the injury was scary, it was nothing serious.

"I'm fine." There was a bit of self-blame between her brows and eyes, "Darvis didn't know why he went crazy."

Leng Juan held her other hand, comforting her with a bit of displeasure, "Disinfect and bandage first, and the people at Darvis Racecourse will take care of it."

"Okay." Qiao Yimo nodded.

Liu Chang looked at Qiao Yimo with disdain.

He knew that this kind of woman was clearly a disaster, and she was shot anesthetized for no reason.

Camp medical room.

The doctor treated Qiao Yimo's wound briefly, but it was actually nothing serious, just the damage to the epidermis.

Everyone present breathed a sigh of relief.

Qiao Yimo knew that compared to her, Darvis's situation might be worse than hers.

(End of this chapter)