NFBE Chapter 163 He was pushed out to take the blow, resulting in disfigurement.
Chapter 163 He was pushed out to take the blow, resulting in disfigurement.
She didn't dare tell Qiao's mother that her affair with Yu Zaiyan had been exposed and that Wei Xifeng knew everything.
Even if Wei Xifeng liked her, he wouldn't tolerate her, let alone the fact that Wei Xifeng didn't like her.
"All I can do now is keep an eye on Min Baixuan..."
"But Min Baixuan can't protect you!" That's the key point.
Qiao Yiran was stunned.
"Why do you think my daughter and I have been able to escape unscathed all these years?"
"Do you think that just because your father is in prison and will never get out, it will quell those people's hatred?"
Three years ago, Qiao's father was arrested for economic crimes. However, the reason for his arrest was not only because of economic crimes. A major accident occurred at the construction site of the project he was undertaking. Not only did people die, but he also owed a large group of migrant workers their hard-earned money. When the migrant workers came to ask for their money with trembling bodies, he was not only arrogant but also insulted and mocked them at will. He said he had no money, but when he turned around and went back to his home, he had servants and maids, delicacies from land and sea, fine wine and cigars, and lived a life of luxury and extravagance.
Qiao's mother and Qiao Yiran only cared about whether the dressing room was missing a new dress, a new bag, or jewelry.
Qiao Yiran stammered, "But didn't Wei Xifeng already settle this matter? He even paid them back the money..."
Mrs. Qiao closed her eyes, her head throbbing. "Some people don't care about money. In their eyes, human life can't be bought with money, and besides, this money is what they deserve."
“These past few years, Wei Xifeng has been keeping them in check, and you were one of his men, so they were wary of him. But now that you have nothing to do with Wei Xifeng anymore, why should he still protect you? If these people find out, who knows what might happen.”
Hearing her mother's words, Qiao Yiran felt a surge of panic. "It's been several years already, Mom. Maybe you're overthinking it. Nothing will actually happen."
“I’ve been away from the Wei family for quite some time now. If they really wanted revenge, they would have come long ago.”
Mrs. Qiao looked worried and said, "I hope so."
Qiao's mother was extremely exhausted, and she was now waking up for shorter and shorter periods of time. When Qiao Yiran left the ward, Min Baixuan saw that her eyes were red and assumed that it was because she was worried about Qiao's mother.
So he reached out and hugged Qiao Yiran, offering her silent comfort.
Although she said that what happened three years ago was in the past, Qiao Yiran still felt uncontrollably flustered and afraid when her mother brought it up. She unconsciously observed everyone who walked by.
When she noticed a person wearing a black mask, a hood, and with their hands in their pockets, her pupils suddenly contracted, and her whole body tensed up.
She silently prayed that it wouldn't happen, but as the person got closer and closer, she still felt like a frightened bird.
Especially as the person got closer, the hand in the pocket gradually began to pull out.
Qiao Yiran's mind went blank for a moment, and instinctively she pushed Min Baixuan away forcefully.
The two collided and stumbled, falling directly to the ground, their heads even hitting each other. Both were caught off guard, their expressions blank with surprise.
And what fell out of the pocket of the person wearing a mask and hood was... a cell phone.
It was just a cell phone. Qiao Yiran breathed a heavy sigh of relief, cold sweat already beading on her forehead.
"Yi Ran?" Min Baixuan's body was pressing down on the passerby. He immediately stepped back, allowing the passerby to stand up while holding onto the wall. The passerby was somewhat displeased by this unexpected mishap. Min Baixuan hadn't gotten up yet, his puzzled gaze slightly complicated. The person who pushed him was Qiao Yi Ran, but why? For no reason at all.
Especially since Qiao Yiran's appearance seemed to suggest that she wasn't simply pushing him out to play around, but rather that she was using him as a shield and was going to sacrifice him.
Min Baixuan suppressed his overthinking, since no crisis had occurred at the moment.
Qiao Yiran, realizing her misunderstanding belatedly, felt her hands and feet go numb. She hurriedly came over to apologize. After all, she wasn't seriously injured and her phone could still be turned on. The hooded passerby could only accept his bad luck and leave.
Qiao Yiran went to help Min Baixuan. "Baixuan, are you alright? I don't know what's wrong with me. Maybe it's because Mom's condition is getting worse that I lost control of my behavior. I didn't mean to treat you like this."
Qiao Yiran's eyes reddened, and her expression was pitiful. Min Baixuan immediately softened. "I know you didn't mean it. Don't blame yourself."
Min Baixuan stroked Qiao Yiran's head. Qiao Yiran's relaxed vigilance rose again when she saw the middle-aged man appearing to her side, because the man had actually taken out a knife. The knife was sharpened and gleamed with a cold, sharp light.
Qiao Yiran was shocked. The stimulation of her brain and memories made her remember that she had seen this middle-aged man three years ago.
He knelt before Mr. Qiao, begging him to pay for the medical expenses to save his child who had an accident at the construction site.
His child was only two years older than Qiao Yiran. Qiao Yiran had just returned happily from a friend's party when she accidentally bumped into him. She remembered the middle-aged man's extremely red eyes.
She had nightmares about it for several nights, but after the nightmares stopped, she forgot about the middle-aged man.
I only vaguely remember that his son seemed to have died.
Driven by the will to survive, Qiao Yiran's body reacted quickly once again, and she pushed away the hand that Min Baixuan was touching her head.
When he felt a deep, bone-revealing pain from a knife wound in his arm, Min Baixuan looked at Qiao Yiran in disbelief.
Everything that happened told him that the ruthlessness on Qiao Yiran's face when she pushed him earlier was not just his overthinking or a figment of his imagination.
Qiao Yiran clearly knew what was going to happen, but she didn't tell him and instead pushed him to take the fall.
Min Baixuan screamed in agony. One of his hands fell limply to his side, blood gushing out continuously. His face turned deathly pale, and he was drenched in cold sweat.
He took a few steps back and saw a calm yet crazed middle-aged man. Perhaps because he had a clear target, he was surprised to see him being accidentally injured.
Min Baixuan then looked at Qiao Yiran, who was taking the opportunity to dodge, as if it was the first time he had truly realized what a ruthless and selfish person Qiao Yiran was.
The injured area was his hand, and Min Baixuan's most vulnerable spot was also his hand, after all, he was a doctor. Deep fear was evident in Min Baixuan's eyes, and he trembled with fear to his very bones. He didn't care whether the middle-aged man would attack him again, and immediately took emergency measures to press down on his arm to stop the continuous flow of blood.
Will he be unable to hold a scalpel anymore...?
Crimson blood splattered onto the pristine white tiles like blooming flowers, staining Min Baixuan's white coat bright red as well.
This scene was quickly noticed by others in the corridor, and screams and chaos erupted.
Knowing his time was running out, the middle-aged man immediately refocused his attention on Qiao Yiran. Despite her attempts to dodge, the sharp blade still managed to cut a long gash across one side of her face, disfiguring her.