sunk in leprechaun

Chapter 95 Trials 2
It was originally scheduled for one o'clock in the afternoon that Qingfeng would wait for Pei Qian at the elevator entrance to go to the third floor of the castle to watch the second round of the trials.

Pei Qian will also be one of the judges to score.

Until [-]:[-], Qingfeng, who was standing at the door, still didn't see the familiar figure of Qing Leng, opened the door and walked in after thinking twice.

The inside is the exclusive space of the leader, and it is absolutely forbidden to enter without permission.

Seeing the curled up figure on the sofa, Qingfeng subconsciously carried Princess Pei Qian back to the bedroom, and immediately notified the people on duty outside.

Within 5 minutes, a group of doctors in white coats swarmed in.

Everyone performed their duties to help the person on the bed to check.

"What's the matter? Does she have a stomach problem?"

An old man nodded, "This time the pain seems to be worse than before, Lord Qingfeng, you must take extra care of it in the future."

Qingfeng remembered each one in his heart.

"I won't wake up until after the drip is finished. I'll go downstairs to get some medicine for her."

An hour later, Pei Qian woke up and found that she was lying on the bed in her bedroom. The curtains blocked the sunlight outside, and the room was very dark with almost no light.

She felt a little pain in her stomach, so she took it and lay down on the sofa for a while, and passed out while lying down?

There was a small pinhole on the back of her hand. After thinking for a while, she could recall the cause and effect of the incident.

When she came out of the bedroom, Qingfeng sat on the sofa in the living room with a laptop on his lap, typing on the keyboard intently.

"Let's go downstairs to watch the game." Pei Qian glanced at the time, it was almost 02:30, not long after the game started.

"You need to rest now, let me go for you." Qingfeng stood up and lowered his head slightly.

"The group of old men you called for me?"

Pei Qian tilted her head and looked at the man, who nodded slowly.

She seemed to be able to imagine the panic of the old men who Qingfeng called and said that the leader had fainted.

"Let's go."

As soon as Pei Qian raised her foot, Qingfeng stopped her, preventing her from moving half a step, and instantly cast a cold gaze on Qingfeng.

"Don't make me say it a second time." Her tone unconsciously carried the aura of a superior, she had never talked to Qingfeng like that.

In the end, Qingfeng still bowed down and turned sideways to make way for Pei Qian.

As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, the phone in Pei Qian's pocket kept vibrating.

It was Gu Lanjin who called, she gestured to Qingfeng, walked not far away and connected the phone.

"How's your stomach doing?"

Pei Qian "..."

Why is it that I can't get through my stomach recently?

"good."

Gu Lanjin's deep and magnetic voice came again, "If you say it's okay, then it's not good?"

"No."

"Wait a while and find someone to bring you some traditional Chinese medicine for treating your stomach. Remember to drink it on time every day."

She suddenly realized that she hadn't had time to tell Gu Lanjin that she was not in the country, and Gu Lanjin heard silence for a while.

"You're not at school, are you?"

To put it bluntly, Pei Qian even suspected that there were spies of Gu Lanjin by her side.

"I went abroad because of something, but I should be back soon." She seemed to feel the slight anger of the man on the other end of the phone.

Gu Lanjin knocked on the table with her knuckles, and made a knocking sound, "So if I don't say I will send you something, you don't plan to tell me?"

"No, it's just that things were urgently forgotten."

Pei Qian felt bitter.

After coaxing the prince on the other side for a while, he hung up the phone and breathed a sigh of relief.

When the two of them arrived at the competition place, it was very quiet inside. There were no spectators in this match, so there was only the sound of the players typing on the keyboard.

Pei Qian took the list that Qingfeng handed over, and many teams had already finished the competition.

We are now in the second half of the preliminary round.

Pei Qian noticed that the next one to play was the 007 who stole the limelight yesterday.

007 seemed to have seen Pei Qian as well, without expressing too much expression, he sat unhurriedly in front of the computer and listened to the referee's assignment.

In fact, it is nothing more than a confrontation between two people, one attacking and the other defending.

Basically, the results can be seen in ten minutes.

007 won the first round without any surprise, and will enter the second round later.

"What do you think of him?" Pei Qian glanced at Qing Feng who was sitting next to him, and said calmly.

"Courageous and resourceful, courageous enough." Qingfeng's evaluation was very pertinent.

Pei Qian nodded and said nothing.

After a half-hour break in the middle, the subordinates immediately brought Pei Qian drinks.

"How is it milk? Go and open a bottle of red wine from my godfather's collection."

Pei Qian wondered if this person was new here. She didn't even know her own preferences, and a trace of impatience flashed in her eyes.

"Master Qingfeng asked me to change it. He said that the leader can only drink hot milk recently."

The servant stammered out the words.

Pei Qian was stunned for a moment, "Put it here."

The servant was relieved and ran out of the lounge in a hurry.

On the phone, Mo Shi sent a text message to himself half an hour ago.

[Mo Shi: Are you free tonight?Grandma woke up and wanted to see you. ]
(End of this chapter)