Fu Nanli pulled her into his arms. it's a dream. It's just a dream. Don't think too much about it.
"Yeah," Wen Qiao replied gloomily.
After that, she didn't feel sleepy anymore.
After breakfast, Fu Nanli personally sent her home.
Wen Qiao didn't dare to tell anyone for the time being, afraid that her family would be worried and that her uncle would fall into another kind of torture.
After much thought, she sent he xihuai a message.
"Where is it?"
"Huaihe." The reply came very quickly.
Wen Qiao immediately drove over and arrived at Huaihe company. Teresa respectfully welcomed her into the office.
"What would you like to drink, miss Wen?"
"I don't need anything," Wen Qiao replied coldly.
The door closed, and Wen Qiao walked to he xihuai's desk. The man put out the cigarette in his hand. it's so early in the morning. Is there something urgent, miss Wen? "
Wen Qiao sat down lazily on the chair and crossed her long legs, not losing any of her imposing manner.
"Do you know what kind of side effects I will have after changing my blood?" She asked tentatively.
He xihuai smiled. your uncle is the world's top doctor. If you have such questions, why don't you ask him? " I'm not a doctor, so I don't know."
Wen Qiao's cold gaze scanned his face, as if she was trying to find a loophole in his words.
"The last three tubes of blood were provided by you. I don't know who the three of them are."
"What's wrong? Are you suffering from any side effects?" He xihuai asked.
heh, " Wen Qiao snorted. I'm only asking you this. Who was the last person who donated blood to me? "
He xihuai raised his eyebrows. Miss Wen, even if you have the fu family's support, you don't have to act so arrogantly in front of me. I, he xihuai, am not afraid of the fu family."
A cold glint flashed across Wen Qiao's eyes. This he xihuai was trying to smooth things over for her.
Wen Qiao stood up coldly, and he xihuai smiled flirtatiously."You're leaving after just coming?"
Mr. He, you're being uncooperative. I can't get anything out of you. Are you going to stay here for lunch? "
it's not bad to have lunch. Our company's work meal is also well-known in the industry. Many people want to come in to eat the work meal but can't get it.
Wen Qiao snorted and walked out, holding the Golden Door handle.
"It's my blood," The man's deep voice came from behind.
Wen Qiao's expression darkened. She let go of the door handle and turned back to look. It was a cloudy day and the light was dim. He was sitting with his back facing her and seemed to be smiling. His smile was sinister and cold, causing Wen Qiao to feel a chill run down her spine.
"What did you say?" she walked over to confirm.
I said, the last tube of blood is mine. I'm your Savior, right? "
All of a sudden, Wen Qiao's mind seemed to have exploded, and she couldn't think about the problem calmly and rationally.
"You have the same blood type as me?"
"Of course. Otherwise, why do you think I'd spend so much effort to collect so many people with rare blood types? It's very hard to collect that information."
"Why didn't you tell me in advance?" Wen Qiao clenched her fists. The anger bursting out of her eyes would terrify anyone, except he xihuai.
He was still smiling, the freshly lit cigarette held between his long fingers. The words 'fear is not in my dictionary' were written all over his body.
"Tell you in advance? Why? If I tell you in advance, you won't accept my blood?"
Wen Qiao hesitated. To be fair, it seemed like even if she knew it was he xihuai's blood, she would still choose to have the operation.
After all, she didn't have an omniscient view and didn't know that she would become a little strange after the operation.