Chapter 1297 Can this matter count?
"I saw an invitation, yes, Ms. Ye's engagement invitation..." Butler Sun stuttered.
"Entered?" Meng Chen frowned, "Who to be engaged? When?"
"If I remember correctly, it will be the eighth day of next month, and it is called... Cheng Yuzhi."
Meng Chen's face darkened.
got engaged?
No wonder Mr. Qiao’s face looks so ugly.
"Mr. Meng, is it true?" Butler Sun couldn't help asking, "Miss Ye is going to get engaged? What should Mr. Qiao do?"
"I don't know very well." Meng Chen couldn't say it.
He didn't care about Ye Jiaqi's affairs, and Qiao Sinian didn't allow him to intervene.
During this period, he was already very busy for the capital.
But this makes sense.
Only that woman can stir up Master Qiao's emotions and desires.
Meng Chen also saw blood when he entered the study. Master Qiao wanted to continue like this, let alone ten years in prison, he had to go to the hospital before he was imprisoned!
Soon, the doctor finished the examination and sent Qiao Sinian to the bedroom.
"Is there any problem?" Butler Sun asked nervously.
The doctor shook his head: "No big problem, qi and blood are just fighting the heart. In addition, the cold in recent days has caused a fever. The temperature has been hot and cold recently, so you need to take good care of it."
"I understand." Butler Sun nodded.
"Let's hold a bottle of water first." The doctor quickly began to adjust the medicine. "In this situation, you must not smoke or drink. This is the most basic thing."
"This..." Butler Sun looked embarrassed.
This is basic common sense. Don’t talk about her, Mr. Qiao must know it himself.
But no one can persuade him and dare not speak.
While the doctor was treating Qiao Sinian, Meng Chen and Butler Sun walked out of the bedroom.
Meng Chen lowered his voice and said lightly: "Take good care of Mr. Qiao, if it really doesn't work, call me."
"Okay, Mr. Meng."
"If you want to take the medicine, you have to tell Mr. Qiao to take it. He can't get angry. This won't work. Also, you can control the cigarettes and alcohol of Qiao's house. If you still say the same thing, call me if it really doesn't work."
"Mr. Meng, is Mr. Qiao worried?"
"You don't need to ask about this."
"Okay." Butler Sun knew his duty as a servant, so Meng Chen didn't let him ask, so she didn't ask.
She just needs to take good care of Mr. Qiao.
"You go upstairs to help Dr. Chen first."
Butler Sun nodded and returned to the bedroom.
Meng Chen walked to the window downstairs, with a deep luster hidden in his eyes.
The night outside the window was dark and the weather was extremely cold. When the wind blew, the branches in the garden were whistling.
After a long time, Meng Chen called Huo Jingyi.
"Huo Jingyi, what did you say to Mr. Qiao?"
"What's wrong?" Huo Jingyi had already returned home. He took a shower and was lying comfortably on his bed. "Don't speak for now, I guess... This person should vomit blood if he is angry. Yes, vomit blood! Right?"
"You!" Meng Chen was speechless and his face fell down.
"My elder brother has been injured by a knife and was hit by a bullet, but he has never survived any injuries. Can this matter be counted?" Huo Jingyi looked indifferent. It seemed that he had guessed correctly. "Don't make a big deal, go home and sleep peacefully. When you wake up, it will be another wonderful day."
"What the hell are you telling Mr. Qiao? Ye Jiaqi is engaged?"
Chapter completed!