If Qiao Xu had been seriously injured today, she knew her fate wouldn’t be good either.
But now, Gu Junhao hadn’t done anything, he just told her to go back and continue being a doctor, and let him handle everything.
Was he helping her clean up the ss?
Ji Yuchen thought back to the day when she asked Gu Junhao why he wanted to find the antidote for the potion, and he said-
I have to clean up the ss you made, don’t I?
At the ti, she just thought he didn’t want Qiao Xu to beco a living dead and that’s why he was looking for an antidote. Could it be...
He was really just cleaning up the ss for her?
But was it really necessary?
The world was eventually going to end anyway, it didn’t matter if it had been cleaned up or not.
Ji Yuchen recalled the day when Gu Junhao discovered that she had given Qiaoxu the potion, and he coldly and rcilessly forced her to drink the sa dicine. If she hadn’t given up all her pride and begged him to spare her life, would she still have the opportunity to be here now?
Ji Yuchen didn’t know, but she wouldn’t delude herself into thinking that Gu Junhao was taking the bla for her this ti.
"Thank you, Boss."
At last, she still whispered her thanks and left the laboratory.
After Ji Yuchen left, Gu Junhao’s gaze fell on the antidote he had just successfully developed a few minutes ago, and he fell into deep thought.
Lu Moqing hadn’t even spent a day in France when he got the news that Qiao Xu had fallen off the escalator at the mall.
He dropped everything he was doing and rushed back from Paris as soon as possible, and more than ten hours had passed.
During those hours, he was on edge, his eyes bloodshot, and it was obvious that he hadn’t rested for a long ti.
Upon landing, he hurried to the hospital. By then, Qiao Xu had already been sent to the Intensive Care Unit.
Currently, at the hospital, there were Old Master Qiao, Qiao Chong’er, Lin Jingshu, and Ming Zhengxun, who had hurriedly arrived from City C, as well as Gu Junhang and Xia Yumo.
Lu Moqing stood outside the ICU and looked at Qiao Xu, who was still wearing an oxygen mask, his heart aching.
A mont later, he suppressed all his emotions, looked at Lin Jingshu, and asked:
"Mom, what did the doctors say?"
"The doctor said that when Qiao Xu fell off the escalator, her head hit several tis, causing moderate bleeding in the skull. They are now using dicine to clear the hematoma in her brain. If that doesn’t work, they’ll have to remove it through surgery."
Lu Moqing’s voice was hoarse as he nodded, "Did the doctor say when she would wake up?"
"If the dicine can completely remove the hematoma from her brain, she should wake up tomorrow. The hematoma is currently pressing on her cerebral nerves, and if the dicine doesn’t work, she can only wake up after the surgery."
Lu Moqing frowned but didn’t ask any more questions.
Seeing the exhaustion all over Lu Moqing’s face and the red bloodshot at the bottom of his eyes, Lin Jingshu said:
"Moching, you’ve been on the plane for more than ten hours. Go back and rest for now. Don’t worry, I’ll watch over Qiaoxu."
Without a second thought, Lu Moqing refused, "No need, I’m not tired."
He looked at the direction of the ward sadly and said, "Xuxu is lying here, even if I go back and lie down, I won’t be able to sleep."
He then looked at Old Master Qiao, who was supported by Qiao Chong’er and said to Qiao Chong’er-
"Second Aunt, Grandpa is old. You should take him back first. I’ll stay here to keep them company."
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