Luckily, Young Master Qiao's beloved was loyal enough to take a knife for him. Otherwise, he would have lost his life.
"He's this badly hurt. What now?" Jie Jingchen asked coldly.
Brother Xiong wiped away his sweat. "I'll cover his medical expenses."
"And after he's discharged?" Jie Jingchen asked.
'Of course you'll have to arrange that yourself,' Brother Xiong thought. 'I'll make sure he's healed, but after he's out of the hospital, it's Young Master Qiao's problem.'
Jie Jingchen turned to Qin Mei and asked, "Will it leave a scar?"
Qin Mei froze for a moment. 'How am I supposed to answer that? Scar or no scar?' Improvising required chemistry, and it was obvious she and Jie Jingchen had none.
'And Jie Jingchen... can't he just pretend I'm invisible? Then I could slip away quietly.'
"Young Master Qiao, if this leaves a scar... will you get tired of me?" Qin Xiang asked, feigning distress.
Jie Jingchen sank into deep thought.
