Pregnant After Healing the Alpha

Chapter 366: Chapter 355: Qiao Jing Treats Zhan Qipei’s Wounds by Loosening His Clothes

Several seconds later, Zhan Qipei seemed to feel the icy coldness on his face as his eyebrows twitched slightly.

Qiao Jing’s tears had stopped, and her fingers holding the phone were trembling, accidentally pressing a wrong

number.

Out of the corner of her eye, she suddenly caught sight of the man’s eyelashes trembling.

Qiao Jing immediately set her phone aside.

“Zhan Qipei?! How are you?”

Zhan Qipei slowly opened his eyes, and after seeing the undried tear stains on Qiao Jing’s face, he managed a

pale, feeble smile.

He wanted to lift his hand to wipe her tears away, but he lacked the strength, instead softly comforting her with

his barely audible voice.

“You are... a doctor, just... just treat me, and I'll be fine.”

It was only after hearing Zhan Qipei’s words that Qiao Jing belatedly realized her own profession; she reached

out and took Zhan Qipei’s pulse.

Though the situation did not seem very serious, to be safe, he still needed to be taken to the hospital for

examination.

Finally, she dialed 120, and the ambulance arrived quickly, taking both of them to the hospital.

Lu Zijin was sitting in his office going through medical records when the door suddenly opened.

A nurse cin to report to Lu Zijin.

“Doctor Lu, Doctor Qiao is here.”

Lu Zijin's face lit up with surprise, and he immediately put down the medical records and stood up.

Qiao Jing really was a person with a sharp tongue but a soft heart. She had said she wouldn't cyesterday,

yet here she was at the hospital today.

This showed that his position in Qiao Jing’s heart was indeed different.

“Where is Doctor Qiao?”

The nurse looked outside.

“Right outside.”

Upon hearing this, Lu Zijin quickly went out, and as soon as he left the office, he saw Qiao Jing, who was very

close to Zhan Qipei.

His figure stiffened, and his gaze fell on Qiao Jing.

Qiao Jing was supporting Zhan Qipei’s neck with her hand, leaning her face close to his ear as she inspected the

wounds on his back.

She didn’t dare use her hands to support his back for fear of accidentally touching his wounds, so she had to

inspect the injuries in this manner.

Lu Zijin snapped back to reality, a trace of bitterness flashing through his heart. He composed himself and

approached Qiao Jing.

“What happened? What's going on?”

Qiao Jing glanced at Lu Zijin, carefully moved Zhan Qipei back onto the hospital bed, making him face towards

her.

“Arrange for the emergency room and equipment, | need to examine him.”

Lu Zijin looked at Qiao Jing without any hesitation.

“Ill assist you.”

Upon hearing Lu Zijin’s words, Qiao Jing instinctively wanted to refuse.

Because Lu Zijin was not just a leading figure in the medical community, but also the director of the hospital. It

felt somewhat like overkill to trouble him.

But having another capable person assisting her would lessen the risks, so in the end, she agreed.

“Okay.”

Lu Zijin swiftly arranged the emergency room, and together with Qiao Jing, they wheeled the mobile bed inside.

Qiao Jing, dressed in sterile clothing and gloves, looked at the wounds on Zhan Qipei’s back and her expression

wavered.

The clothing on the man’s back was torn in many places, looking like rags hanging off his body.

The flesh around his wounds had burst open, and although the bleeding had been stopped in the ambulance,

there were still sbits of gravel and pebbles in the wound.

Qiao Jing started a careful examination of Zhan Qipei with the equipment.

Meanwhile, Zhan Qipei’s complexion was growing increasingly pale. Upon noticing that Lu Zijin might be staring

at Qiao Jing’s profile, his dark eyes deepened.

His injuries had been initially treated in the ambulance, and he had regained sstrength. He deliberately

engaged the woman in conversation.

“Am | dying?”

Qiao Jing paused for a moment, glancing at Zhan Qipei.

“What nonsense are you spouting? Withhere, you won't die.”

She pursed her red lips, her gaze reflecting a mix of urgency and unease.

Seeing Qiao Jing with such an expression, Lu Zijin’s face stiffened, and he slowly furrowed his brows.

He'd known Qiao Jing for so long, and during every surgery she led, she always appeared to be in total control.

Even when removing tumors extremely close to the nerve lines from patients, she never showed any signs of

tension.

Qiao Jing had never revealed an anxious look before, but today, he saw it.

It was because of Zhan Qipei...

Zhan Qipei, noticing Lu Zijin was still staring at his wife, pursed his thin lips and continued speaking.

“If | died... It might be for the best. Then no one would bind... your freedom. When that tcomes, you can

divorce if you want to, and | won't bother you anymore. Might as well be dead...”

Qiao Jing’s temples throbbed suddenly, and her chest heaved violently as she held back her anger and spoke.

“Shut up! Stop talking, or Ill throw you out.”

She knew Zhan Qipei was saying this on purpose, and she pressed lightly on the man’s wounds as a form of

punishment.

Zhan Qipei then closed his mouth.

After the check-up, Qiao Jing looked at the medical report from the instruments.

Fortunately, Zhan Qipei’s internal organs were not seriously harmed; it was just superficial skin damage.

Qiao Jing put the medical report aside and took out the ointment she had prepared beforehand.

She reached to lift the few pieces of “tattered cloth” hanging on the man’s back, revealing the fierce scars

beneath.

When the cool ointment was applied to the wounds, Zhan Qipei feigned a painful expression and groaned.

“Mmm—"

Qiao Jing paused in her application of the medicine, then withdrew her hands, her face filled with concern.

“Then I'll be gentler. Don’t move.”

Her movements becmuch gentler as she applied the ointment, her focus entirely on the wounds.

Lu Zijin could no longer bear to watch and interrupted.

“Is there anything else | can help with?”

Qiao Jing didn’t even glance at Lu Zijin, her attention wholly fixed on Zhan Qipei’s wounds.

“No need, you go ahead and do your things, thanks.”

Lu Zijin opened his mouth to say something but, glancing at Zhan Qipei lying on the hospital bed, ultimately

chose not to speak.

He walked to the entrance of the emergency room, and before leaving, he looked back at the two one more time.

Qiao Jing was staring at the rags on Zhan Qipei’s body, knitting her brows, finding it somewhat troublesome.

“These clothes are a bit of a hassle...”

The clothes were hindering her speed in applying the medicine, and sof it was inadvertently getting on the

clothes.

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Qiao Jing quickly put down the medicine in her hand, her brows tightly furrowed, her tone filled with

dissatisfaction.

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Before he could turn around, he heard a voice from behind him.