From Nun to Real Heiress: Expert at Turning the Tables

Chapter 781 - 781: Interrogation 394



Chapter 781: Interrogation 394

Dr. Bo, if you were my father, would you feel heartache?

Bo Yuxun was lost in thought, fixated on that sentence.

For a moment, he seemed to feel a tremor in the depths of his soul, as if something was raging and boiling within.

The young girl before him was a stranger he had never seen before, but there was a sense of familiarity that seemed to be destined.

If she was his daughter… Bo Yuxun could not imagine the consequences.

If anyone dared to hurt his daughter, he would make sure they wished for death.

Unfortunately, he felt a sense of regret that she was not his daughter.

At that moment, Bo Yuxun was determined to find A Xue and their child.

Whenever he thought of their suffering in some corner of the world, he despised himself immensely.

The light in the girl’s eyes gradually dimmed, retreating into the quiet depths of a shadowed valley.

She picked up the medicine from the shelf and skillfully applied it to her wound, so quickly that Bo Yuxun didn’t even have a chance to help.

While wrapping the gauze, she said calmly, “Dr. Bo, your future wife and child will surely be very happy.”

Bo Yuxun took the gauze from her and carefully finished wrapping it, then he gave a bitter smile in response to her words, “Don’t you already know my situation? Don’t make fun of me.”

Ming Jing looked up, her eyes sparkling like a falling galaxy, gentle beyond belief, “I’m serious.”

“Alright, then I’ll accept your blessing, but you must promise me that you will never take your own body as a joke again. If anything happens, contact me immediately, understand?”

The man’s concerned nagging was filled with care, and once he finished bandaging her, he said, “Don’t go back yet. Stay in the hospital for a few days to prevent infection. You can be discharged after making sure everything is fine.”

Bo Yuxun had to watch her closely, because the injury was really dangerous.

Bo Yuxun pushed a wheelchair towards her, “My apologies…”

As he finished speaking, he lifted Ming Jing into his arms. He hadn’t expected her to be so light, as delicate as a feather.

A peculiar feeling flashed across Bo Yuxun’s heart, and he glanced down at her.

Her eyelashes drooped slightly, and her face was white and translucent. At this moment, it had a faintly sickly pallor, and a fine layer of sweat covered her forehead. Under the light, it looked like transparent pearls.

A bead of sweat slid down her temples, dripping into Bo Yuxun’s parched heart, causing ripples to spread out.

Bo Yuxun closed his eyes, placing her onto the wheelchair, and covered her knees with a blanket.

There was a knock on the door.

“Come in.”

Qu Feitai opened the door and walked in, seeing the two of them close together, he subconsciously hesitated.

“Uncle, I’ve finished the hospital admission procedures. How’s Ming Jing’s leg wound?”

Bo Yuxun stood up straight and pushed the wheelchair out.

“She’ll be under observation for a few days. If there’s no infection, there won’t be any problems. Be careful with her diet during this time. I’ll prescribe some medicine for you to pick up from the pharmacy later.”

Qu Feitai carefully took note and sincerely said, “Thank you, Uncle.”

Bo Yuxun looked at him, “Ming Jing is like a daughter to me, so there’s no need to thank me.”

No need for him to say thank you.

Qu Feitai paused for a moment.

A daughter?

Of course. Uncle Bo was an elder who had always looked after them when they were young. In his heart, Ming Jing was almost like a younger family member. Although Uncle Bo had never married or had children, no one could be more attentive in caring for others than him.

Qu Feitai glanced at Ming Jing, who was quietly sitting in her wheelchair, and pursed his lips.

At that moment, the phone rang. Qu Feitai apologetically looked at Bo Yuxun, who gestured for him to answer it.

Qu Feitai walked to the side with his phone, and as soon as he answered it, his expression became cold.

“Xiao Fei, Li Ling just called me and said this matter is quite tricky. I know you won’t listen if I ask you to stay out of it, so tell me, what do you think about this?”

Qu Feitai stood in the shadows, looking back at Ming Jing who was quietly sitting in a wheelchair not far away.

“Her fate is tied to Ran Tengxiao’s, so he won’t do anything to her for the time being. It couldn’t have been people from the Rans.”

After the previous press conference incident, the small-time troublemakers had been scared off and wouldn’t dare cause more trouble. Although he had limited contact with Ran Tengxiao, he could tell that he wasn’t a short-sighted person. If he really wanted to hurt Ming Jing, he wouldn’t have brought her back in front of so many people.


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