I Have Four Dads After Transmigrating in a Novel

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, after the fastest update, I have four new chapters from my father!Chapter 138:

138:

At this time, the domestic time is two in the morning.

Qi Yanshu stood by the window, holding a mobile phone in his hand. After he finished speaking the second sentence, he stopped speaking and waited silently for Jiang Mian's answer.

He suddenly woke up from his deep sleep--

Since being cursed, Qi Yanshu has rarely been able to sleep well.

Half of the curse was successfully solved, and the eyes could see again, but the curse power lurking in his body would come out to haunt him from time to time.

The advantage is that with each episode, those vague memory images will be clearer, but until now, it is still not clear to restore one.

Tonight, he rarely slept deeply, and vaguely seemed to have some dreams. At first he was vague, but at the end, Jiang Mian appeared.

Her hand hanging by her side was overflowing with blood, and it fell to the ground, and a small pool of blood had gathered on the ground.

Red glare.

With a palpitation, Qi Yanshu suddenly woke up and opened his eyes at two o'clock in the morning.

Mianmian was injured--

The five words rose from the bottom of my heart, very sure.

...

"Uncle Qi, how did you know that I was injured?" After a few seconds, Jiang Mian's somewhat puzzled voice came from the receiver.

She was really puzzled.

The crew took two days off. She followed the local tyrant father to Dan'er. It took only two days to go back and forth. Except for the local tyrant father, the other fathers didn't know that she was going abroad.

Moreover, only the local tyrant father and others knew about her being bitten by a snake. How could Qi Yanshu be so sure that she was injured?

Qi Yanshu’s eyes were darker than the dark night outside the window, and Jiang Mian’s bloody hands flashed back and forth in front of him. He did not answer any questions, his voice was low, and he carried an irresistible force: "You are here. where?"

"Dan Er." Jiang Mian was shocked by the two words that he blurted out. How could she subconsciously answer Qi Yanshu?

"I know."

After the four words fell, there was a beep, Jiang Mian blinked, "...Uncle Qi?"

After a second, Jiang Mian reacted, Qi Yanshu will not come to Daner, right?!

She didn't say anything.

Jiang Mian pinched his eyebrows-and worried that he would be passionate, Qi Yanshu did not reveal the meaning of coming to Dan Er.

After thinking about it, she dialed the phone back, no matter if it was not, please confirm.

Jiang Mian didn't think wrong, Qi Yanshu did move to the idea of ​​going to Daner immediately. After hanging up the phone, he started to check where Daner was.

Don't want Jiang Mian to call him back quickly.

He had already guessed what Jiang Mian's call back meant, and he hesitated for a second before he refused.

Maybe she would not like his approach.

But he must rush to her as quickly as possible, and he needs to confirm her safety.

Need to confirm-who hurt her.

Qi Yanshu's eyes quickly passed the icy chill.

Jiang Mian: "..."

Actually hung up her call ==

"Miss." Seeing Jiang Mian frowning, Xing Ran, who had always regarded herself as an invisible person, had anxious eyes in her eyes. Thinking of her "Uncle Qi", she guessed that she was talking to relatives.

Maybe something went wrong, he made a suggestion: "Over-ocean calls are likely to cause problems due to signal problems, so you can send messages."

Xingran's words reminded Jiang Mian that she was also anxious for a while, and instead quickly sent a WeChat message to Qi Yanshu.

Qi Yanshu just finished checking Dan's basic information and was about to contact Luo Jiale. Jiang Mian's WeChat slid down from the top of the screen:

[Uncle Qi, my father and I went to Dan'er to attend a banquet. We accidentally got hurt and there was no problem. We will return to China today. Don’t worry, I will contact you after I return.

Behind it was a smiley emoticon, cute and cute.

Like her.

Qi Yanshu's fingers paused on the screen, staring at the emoji for a long time, and a thought flashed in his mind: Before sleeping...I don't like to laugh.

He turned around, leaned back against the window rail, stared at the screen, and typed: [OK.

After sending it successfully, he went back to the search page again. He searched for Daner before, and now he added the word banquet at the back.

The first one that appeared was [Dan Erguo Double Happiness].

After reading it, Qi Yanshu had the answer in his mind.

Mianmian went to Dan'er Kingdom's palace banquet with Han Xu—only Han Xu could take her to such a state banquet.

If you want to understand the cause and effect of Jiang Mian's injury, you have to ask her after she returns home, but she will not reveal it to him in all likelihood.

Either--

Qi Yanshu dropped his thick and long eyelashes, and after a while, he dialed the number of Mr. Qi's special assistant.

...

Jiang Mian, who received Qi Yanshu's reply, was relieved. As long as Qi Yanshu didn't really come to Dan'er, she just left the matter behind.

To Xing Ran said, "Didn't you say that you made breakfast, let's go."

Smiles appeared at the corners of Xingran's lips and eyes.

Xingran has made several kinds of Chinese breakfast, soy milk fried dough tiao Xiaolongbao, pumpkin porridge and corn cakes.

These breakfasts were placed on the table, looking a little shabby, but fragrant.

Especially corn cakes.

There is fresh corn in the manor. Xingran peels off all the corn kernels, grinds them, adds some flour and milk, spreads them into palm-sized cakes, and fry them in a frying pan until they become golden brown and full of aroma.

Several Filipino servants couldn't help but cast their curious eyes on the corn cakes. They didn't even know that corn could be made like this.

Xing Ran paid attention to Jiang Mian a little nervously, opened the dining chair, and let Jiang Mian sit down. The latter glanced at the dining table and praised: "The cooking skills are good, the color and fragrance are delicious."

A heart hanging in the air fell back, Xingran quietly let out a sigh, and smiled: "I don't know what the lady likes to eat, so I just made some simple ones."

"I'm not picky eaters." Jiang Mian took a sip of soy milk and asked Xingran standing beside him, "Have you eaten it?"

Xingran hesitated for a second, just about to say eat.

Through his expression, Jiang Mian pointed to the chair next to him, “Sit down and eat together.”

Xingran didn't move.

Jiang Mian's right hand should not be moved, and she used her left hand skillfully. She said indifferently: "My father paid for you and signed a contract. The relationship between you and me is just an employment relationship, and there is no such thing as a servant."

"Of course, if you really think you are a servant, that's fine."

When the words fell, Xing Ran was startled, and immediately understood what Jiang Mian meant.

If he considers himself a servant, don't expect others to treat him as a normal person.

Xingran's eyes flickered, and she lowered her head to hide the flashing emotions under her eyes.

A male model in heaven and earth, this is an elegant title.

The rich lady waits to come to the clubhouse to have fun, and it is more elegant to order a male model to serve than to bluntly say that a duck will serve.

They are commodities, and customers are God when they pay. In the eyes of customers, they are no different from "servants".

What you spend money to buy is enjoyment and happiness. In addition to personal safety, it is naturally what you want to do.

In other words, they are not respected.

Respect is sometimes more valuable to them than money.

Now that Xingran has been here, many people like him, and there are many rich people who offer to entrust him for a long time, and some even want to "redempt themselves" for him.

However, it's just a play on the spot.

No matter how clean his appearance is, he is already deep in the quagmire, no matter how clean he is, no one will really care about him.

He was just fascinated by his skin, temporarily lost.

For Xingran, as long as he can be respected and warmed.

Not much, just a little bit.

"I really didn't eat it." Xingran swallowed the original words back, with no other expression on his face, smiled and opened the chair next to him, "but I'm not very hungry, but seeing the lady eating so deliciously, I was immediately hungry. ."

After hearing his answer, Jiang Mian smiled, and said in a pun: "I have heard a sentence before, if a person and no one loves him, then the first thing he has to do is to love himself."

"Miss is right." Xingran lowered his head, his voice a little dumb.

Jiang Mian glanced at him, and swallowed back the sentence "Is your father the director Wan Qiankun".

She's not familiar with it, so there is no need to ask more, maybe her casual sentence is to poke someone's scar.

After breakfast, the Filipino maid took the tableware, Xingran looked around Jiang Mian's hand, then took the wound medicine, and said, "Miss, it's time to change the medicine for the injury on your hand."

In the middle of the night last night, Nishizawa changed her injury once, and Nishizawa stayed all night-Xingran did not sleep all night.

Before Xize left, he told him to change Jiang Mian's dressing.

Jiang Mian stretched out his hand and Xing Ran carefully removed the gauze for her. He was there when Xizawa changed the dressing for Jiang Mian in the middle of the night. Even though he had seen the wound, his eyelids still jumped when he looked at it now.

The shocking bruise around the wound was receding, a circle smaller than it was in the middle of the night, but perhaps because of the gathering, the wound looked more crippled than before.

Faced with Nishizawa yesterday, he couldn't say much. At this moment, he carefully applied medicine to the wound while saying: "The wound looks like poisoned."

When Xing Ran changed Jiang Mian's dressing, she used her mobile phone to check the scales on the Internet. There are not many articles about this kind of snake on the Internet, except that this kind of snake is mostly found in the tropical jungles of southern Europe.

Compared with other venomous snakes, the number of golden thread scales is scarce.

The whole body of a snake is a treasure, and snake venom is a precious medicinal medicinal material. Many large snake farmers will breed all kinds of venomous snakes, but no one dares to raise golden thread scales privately.

The main reason is that the golden thread scale is too dangerous. Once it is hit by the venom of the golden thread scale, it can be killed in just three minutes.

The fastest, it takes about a minute.

The speed is too fast, no one dares to risk his life.

In the palace, it is not easy to bring golden thread scales in. There are many ways to make a baby die. Even if you use a poisonous snake, you won't be able to use such a poisonous snake.

The baby's resistance is poor, and it will cause an accident with a slight bump, and it will not survive a bite by an ordinary poisonous snake.

How much did the murderer want the little prince to die—not let him have any chance of survival.

Hearing Xingran's words, she slid the screen and said casually: "How do you know it is poisoned?"

"Guess." Xing Ran replied, "It's just a knife wound, so it won't make the wound around this worse."

If you observe carefully, it is indeed easy to get such a result. Jiang Mian turned the screen of the phone to him: "I was bitten by it."

Xingran looked up and saw the snake in the photo. His hands shook violently, and then his face turned pale, and big cold sweat burst out of his forehead.

Jiang Mian was taken aback and put down the phone: "You..."

Before he finished speaking, Xing Ran fell to the ground with a plop.

Knowing his appearance scared Jiang Mian, he couldn't help but take a deep breath, knocking his upper and lower teeth together, trying to make himself clear: "I...nothing...thing...just wait, wait."