Chapter 816 Forbearance

Mo Yunsheng was so frightened that his face turned pale and he quickly backed away.

She immediately realized that this woman knew that she was the one who scratched her face.

She actually endured it for so long.

"In fact, I didn't intend to retaliate against you." Fang smiled lightly, his voice cold and scary: "But, now it's different."

Before he finished speaking, the knife came down.

Mo Yunsheng screamed miserably, and before she could even dodge, she felt a stream of heat rushing down her cheek, causing her to almost faint from the burning pain.

"You bitch, you bitch, how dare you hurt me!" She covered her face, collapsed on the ground, and stared at the woman in front of her with hatred in her eyes.

Suddenly, a flash of light flashed in her mind, and she realized a terrible problem that she had carelessly overlooked.

This bitch looks so much like Qiao Yanmeng, maybe she is her sister!

No wonder, no wonder!

"Not only can I hurt you, I can also kill you." Fang Qingyi's voice was low and hoarse, and it sounded like the voice from hell.

She approached Mo Yunsheng step by step, with a strong aura surrounding her. The latter dared not say anything and slowly backed away.

"Ms. Mo, you've offended the wrong person." Fang Qingyi restrained his smile, and his profile looked even more like Qiao Yanmeng.

"You belong to Qiao Yanmeng!" Mo Yunsheng growled through gritted teeth, "You bastard, you are all bastards!"

"Apart from this sentence, do you have anything new to say?" Fang sneered.

At this time, someone knocked on the door outside.

Mo Yunsheng shouted, "Come in quickly!"

The people outside rushed in and saw Mo Yunsheng lying on the ground with blood all over his face, full of hatred.

"Miss, what happened?"

"Catch her!" Mo Yun turned his head suddenly.

But there was no trace of that person by the window.

…

Madam Shao's illness had been recurring for several days. The Zhan family wanted to invite Mo Yunsheng over several times, but they were told that she was injured and could not see anyone.

After several rounds, the Zhan family also became angry, thinking that Mo Yunsheng was deliberately unwilling to help, and even suspected that she had simply made a mistake more than half a month ago.

This matter spread quickly, and Mo Yunsheng herself didn't even know that she had become a laughing stock among the major families.

Qiao Yanmeng doesn't care about all this.

She was worried that Madam Zhan's health would collapse as a result.

In the evening, she returned home. Zhan Tingbei was downstairs reading with Xiao Naitian, while she went upstairs first, planning to change into home clothes and take a shower.

But the moment she stepped into the room, she realized something was wrong.

In the darkness, there seemed to be another person.

There was an atmosphere of oppression coming from all directions.

Qiao Yanmeng immediately turned on the light, and the next second, she saw a person sitting on the sofa in her bedroom.

She was completely stunned and looked at the other person in disbelief.

When their eyes met, Fang Qingyi smiled slightly and greeted her, "Long time no see, Miss Qiao."

Qiao Yanmeng suppressed her surprise and asked with a frown, "What's wrong with your face?"

Fang Qingyi said nonchalantly, "I was scratched by a stray dog. Does Miss Qiao have any food at home?"

Qiao Yanmeng hurriedly asked someone to bring her the food. Fang said thank you lightly and started to eat leisurely.

The room was quiet and peaceful. Even when she was eating, there was no sound, which made people feel depressing.

"Have you encountered any difficulties?" Qiao Yanmeng asked tentatively.

Fang Qingyi shook his head and said, "I came to you because you need something from me."

She put down her chopsticks with a somewhat stiff movement. Qiao Yanmeng could see that her left hand was injured and probably had not fully recovered yet.

"Miss Fang is really amazing." Qiao Yanmeng said, "Wait here first, I'll find a doctor for you."

"No need." Fang stopped her lightly, "You forgot that I am a doctor myself. I will write you a list and you can help me buy these medicines. As for Madam Zhan's illness, you decide when it is more appropriate for me to go, but the premise is that I cannot be seen by outsiders."

Qiao Yanmeng lowered her head and thought for a while, "Then tomorrow morning, the old lady will have gone to bed by now, and there will be many people in the Zhan family at this time, so it may not be possible for you to see her without alarming anyone."

Fang Qingyi had no objection.

Qiao Yanmeng left the room and went downstairs to talk to Zhan Tingbei about the situation. The latter quickly asked someone to buy the medicine according to Fang Qingyi's request.

It even includes scalpels, suture needles and other surgical supplies.

Qiao Yanmeng was feeling uneasy. After she handed the things over, Fang Qingyi sent her away with just a few words. She felt that something was not right.

"If you're worried, you can go and help her." Zhan Tingbei's face was serious: "If possible, ask her who she offended. If she needs our help, we won't hesitate to help her."

Qiao Yanmeng nodded and tiptoed upstairs.

The bedroom door was closed, like a thick wall, separating the two people in two different worlds.

Suddenly, a suppressed groan was heard.

Qiao Yanmeng was extremely anxious and guessed that Fang Qingyi was stitching up his own wound.

She felt inexplicably flustered and could not help but open the door and rush in.