The queen is a little sweet: sir, good night!

Chapter 472 Let's see if you're dead

"Shut up, I'm not Xia Qianchu." Qiao Mi threatened coldly.

The little nurse was taken aback. She was a regular visitor here, and they could recognize her even if she was wearing a hat with her mouth covered.

It is also possible that she has become popular recently, the little nurse expressed her understanding, "Well, you are not, Mr. Su is in that ward."

The leg that Qiao Mi was about to leave just now went in the direction pointed by the little nurse so recklessly.

The high heels made a noise in the quiet corridor, and she tried her best to control it.

Until she reached the ward, she carefully went through the glass window and found that there was no one inside.

Su Yeting lay quietly on the bed and walked in quietly when she saw no one was there.

The man who had spoken softly to her before was lying here so weak at this moment, and Qiao Mi's heart felt distressed.

When she realized that she had such emotions, she quickly turned gloomy.

Touching his forehead, he found that his forehead was still a little hot.

There was still a needle inserted into the back of his hand, and the liquid entered his body little by little.

"What's the point of being so sick?" she complained.

Just about to withdraw his hand, Su Yeting grabbed him firmly, "Qianqian, don't go."

Jomi was so frightened that she almost fell to the ground, and the man's hand held her hand tightly.

Considering that there were still needles stuck in the back of his hand, she couldn't bear to break his hand free.

I had to carefully open his hand, but he held it so tightly, it was like a life-saving straw.

"Why are you holding it so tightly? I won't run away." Qiao Mi complained, but a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth involuntarily.

"If I let go, you will leave." The man who had closed his eyes suddenly opened them, and Qiao Mi trembled when he saw him wake up.

"Don't get me wrong, I'm here to see if you're dead." Qiao Mi quickly explained.

"I'm sorry, but I can't die yet, Qianqian, you still care about me." Su Yeting raised his lips, but he wasn't angry because Qiao Mi made him look like this.

Qiao Mi snorted coldly: "I wish you would die, why would I care about you?"

"Really, you want me to die?" Su Yeting directly pulled out the needle on the back of his hand, and blood seeped out.

Qiao Mi's face changed, "You are sick, why did you pull out the needle? I wonder if your fever has not subsided?"

"Since you want me dead, why do you care about me?" His words made Qiao Mi speechless.

Su Yeting pulled her onto the bed, "Qianqian, your coming to see me proves that you still care about me. I know that you have been close to me because of your mother's death, but what if there is something else hidden about what happened that day?"

"What secret?" Qiao Mi asked coldly.

"For the time being, I don't have evidence. I won't talk about this matter. I have asked people to investigate that matter. I always feel that there may be a misunderstanding."

"Did you hit someone back then?" Qiao Mi asked coldly.

"Yes, I hit someone."

"It was my mother you hit! What are you still trying to argue about now?" Qiao Mi's eyes were full of anger.

"Qianqian, please give me a little more time, I will definitely give you an answer." Su Yeting put her hand on her lips and kissed it.

It was as if nothing had ever happened between the two of them, "Qianqian, I love you." Su Yeting looked at her with unique gentle eyes, as if you were his treasure.

Qiao Mi panicked for no reason, this man...

(End of this chapter)