Zhou Qian was sent to the hospital and underwent some relevant examinations. Except for a serious ankle sprain, the other abrasions were not serious.

Zhou Qian asked about Lu Jing's condition, and found out that Lu Jing had not come to the hospital at all.

"He didn't come to the hospital?" Zhou Qian was surprised. He was already burned into a fireball. What did he want to do if he didn't come to the hospital?

"I don't know what happened, but he was picked up by his friend."

Zhou Qian didn't say anything else, thinking that since he was picked up by a friend, he couldn't just watch him burn to death.

After all this trouble, Zhou Qian found a hotel nearby and stayed there for one night. The next day, he ended his trip early and returned home.

The next day after Zhou Qian returned home, he received a phone call from a stranger who claimed to be Lu Jing's younger brother.

"Is there something you need from me?"

"Miss Zhou, Brother Jing is very ill. Could you please come and see him?"

Zhou Qian was stunned for a moment, "If the illness is serious, send him to the hospital. It will be useless for me to go."

"It's because he refused to go to the hospital that we had no other choice but to find you. Please come and persuade him."

Although they were trapped in the mountains and the two of them got along "harmoniously" for a few hours, Zhou Qian still felt reluctant to contact him.

Besides, why do they think Lu Jing will listen to her?

"I sprained my ankle and it's not convenient for me to come over. You guys figure it out on yourselves." Zhou Qian said and hung up the phone.

The number called twice more, but Zhou Qian didn't answer and turned the phone to silent mode.

To the extent that Lu Qianqian called her several times but she didn't answer.

Lu Qianqian is like a ghost, popping up from time to time, and it's definitely not a good thing.

Zhou Qian didn't reply to her, because she would call him if there was anything anyway.

There were several text messages in the phone, all sent by Lu Jing's little brother.

[Ms. Zhou, Brother Jing is really in danger now!]

[Ms. Zhou, I'm at the entrance of your community. If you have difficulty walking, we can go up and carry you down.]

[Miss Zhou, please be kind. I beg you.]

[Ms. Zhou, Brother Jing was injured like this for you, are you so cruel and indifferent?]

As expected of Lu Jing's younger brother, he loves to put the blame on others.

Zhou Qian didn't understand. When Lu Jing rescued the child, he didn't abandon her. That was his own choice. He couldn't blame her just because something happened.

Why does he blame the child's parents for not doing their job properly? Why doesn't he blame the ski resort for not having adequate safety equipment?

Zhou Qian was about to exit from the text message when a new message suddenly popped up and she opened it casually.

This time it was a photo. After taking a closer look, Zhou Qian's eyes widened in shock, and he felt a familiar tightness in his chest.

She stared at the bloody scene for a long time before she let out the breath that had been held in her chest.

[Miss Zhou, considering how much Brother Jing has done for you, I'm leaving this to you.]

Zhou Qian suddenly realized that when the other party said "for her", he might not be referring to skiing.

So what else did Lu Jing do for her?

Zhou Qian suddenly had an indescribable feeling in her heart, as if there was a layer of fog in front of her waiting for her to clear it.

Zhou Qian was just about to change clothes when his cell phone suddenly rang.

It’s Lu Qianqian again.

"Hello." Zhou Qian answered the phone.

"What on earth are you doing? You didn't answer all the calls I made."

"Just say it if you have something to say."

"Did you give Lu Jing the medicine?"

"You saw it all."

At Lu Jing's engagement party that day, when she was toasting Lu Jing, she noticed that Lu Qianqian was watching in the crowd.

"Now find a way to get a hair with a follicle from Lu Jing, or get some of his blood."

It's not difficult to guess what Lu Qianqian is going to do, but Zhou Qian doesn't want to help her at this time. "I can't contact him recently, go find him yourself."

"If you can't get in touch with me, then find a way. Do you think five million is that easy to earn?"

"I'll contact you when I have news."

"I have to get something within three days."

The reason why Lu Qianqian was so anxious to destroy Lu Jing was probably because she was afraid that Lu Jing would get involved with the Qian family and gain the right to speak in the Lu family in the future, which would be disadvantageous to her.

It seems that I have no choice but to go see Lu Jing this time.

…

When Zhou Qian arrived at Lu Jing's place, it was already late at night. He entered a place that looked like a factory and went up to the second floor.

It's deserted here, and doesn't look like a place where people live.

Dapang opened the innermost door and Zhou Qian followed him in. When the people in the room saw her, they stood up together with a look of relief in their eyes.

"Miss Zhou is here."

"My sister-in-law is here."

Several people greeted her.

The one who calls her 'sister-in-law' is still the one called Maozi.

"You don't have to be polite, just call me Zhou Qian."

Maozi chuckled and said, "Miss Zhou will be our sister-in-law in the future. Brother Jing said that we should be polite to Miss Zhou."

Zhou Qian no longer wanted to explain her relationship with Lu Jing. She let them think whatever they wanted. "Where's Lu Jing?"

"Brother Jing is inside." Maozi took her to a room inside.

Zhou Qian entered the room and saw Lu Jing lying on the bed. He was sleeping with an ugly pale face and even his lips had lost their color.

Because of the high fever, my lips are burnt and peeling.

"Have you given him the medicine?" Zhou Qian asked.

Maotou replied, "I just gave him a fever-reducing pill while he was delirious with fever, but it didn't seem to help."

"He has a wound infection now. Just taking antipyretics won't help. We need to control the infection first and then take anti-inflammatory medicine."

As Zhou Qian spoke, he found a cotton swab from the medicine box, dipped it in some water from the cup on the bedside table, and moistened Lu Jing's lips.

"Why don't you wait until Brother Jing wakes up, Miss Zhou, and persuade him to go to the hospital."

Zhou Qian was stunned. Going to the hospital would require various examinations, and any health problems with Lu Jing would be easily discovered.

"Since he doesn't want to go to the hospital, let's treat him first and give him some medicine. If he doesn't get better, we can do something else."

"So what should we do now?"

"Treat the wound first." Zhou Qian lifted Lu Jing's quilt, "Help him turn over."

"Okay."

The two of them worked together to turn the man over and make him lie on the bed. Lu Jing was wearing a T-shirt, and Zhou Qian directly cut the clothes open with scissors.

Zhou Qian looked at the wounds on his back. It looked like they had been there for a few days. Some of the shallow wounds had already scabbed over, but the deeper wounds were obviously inflamed because they had not been properly cared for.

I don’t know what’s going on in his head that he’s injured like this and still goes out to play.

"It's already so infected, why don't you help him deal with it?"

"Is it us who don't want to? It's Brother Jing who doesn't allow us to do so." Maotou said helplessly.

Zhou Qian was speechless. "Why bother with him if he doesn't allow you to? Just let him fend for himself."

Maotou scratched his head and said with a silly smile, "Miss Zhou, please stop joking. Even if we are willing to ignore Brother Jing, you are reluctant to do so, right?"

“…I’m willing to give it up.”

Zhou Qian didn't have time to chat with him, so he used a cotton swab dipped in iodine to disinfect Lu Jing's wound.