"What did he say?"
Wu Qiao knew her man very well. If Li Qing was just talking about ordinary things, she would not have called her at all.
"I told you some things I haven't heard before. Although they have nothing to do with you, they are all related to Bian Zixuan, some things from his childhood."
Chen Jingang had nothing to hide and told his wife everything.
"Although I don't know why Li Qing would hide this from us, I feel like something's wrong with him."
It’s hard to say what’s wrong or what’s strange, but it just feels different.
"You mean, he has mental problems?"
"No, I mean, he's not like all the Li Qings."
Hiding the details of Bian Zixuan's childhood is not normal in itself.
But later on, I stopped hiding it and even told him so many things.
It’s really interesting to think about it.
"Didn't you notice something was wrong with Li Qing when you were talking to him?"
After Chen Jingang's reminder, Wu Qiao began to recall the way Li Qing looked at him and all the words he said to him at that time.
I always feel that I can't tell whether it is Bian Zixuan or Li Qing.
"Hubby, you mean that some of Bian Zixuan's consciousness still remains in his original body, right?"
"Yes, I think the things he hides and doesn't want to tell others are probably the things he cares about the most.
Can you look for it from here?"
After all, they haven't caught Bian Zixuan yet.
"Yes, I know. I will discuss this matter with Master."
Chen Jingang finally felt relieved after hearing his wife's promise.
"Okay, I'm going to the meeting then."
Wu Qiao originally wanted to continue typing, but now he was not in the mood, so he went straight to the study to find his master.
But he saw Chaoyang changing the medicine for his master.
Of course, it also swept across the wound on the other person's back.
The lines looked like ugly grooves, and pus and blood were flowing on them.
No, there wasn’t any of these wounds a while ago. Where did these wounds come from?
"What's going on?"
Wu Qiao walked into the study with an expressionless face and closed the door again.
Originally, she should have knocked on the door, after all, the master lived in the study, but today there was an urgent matter that needed to be discussed, so she entered without knocking, and unexpectedly encountered this problem.
Dongfang Jin didn't expect that his apprentice would come to the study. After all, his apprentice usually wrote novels and typed at this time.
"Master, what's going on? Is the backlash from the formation serious?"
Dongfang Jin did not respond. Chaoyang, who was bandaging him, looked very unhappy, as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.
"Dongfang Jin!"
Calling the man by his full name made the two people who were bandaging his wounds realize that Wu Qiao was really angry.
"Um...you guys chat."
After Chaoyang quickly bandaged Dongfang Jin's wound, he took his medicine box and quickly left the study.
At this time, there were only two people in the study.
Dongfang Jin lay on the bed weakly. Although the wound had been bandaged, it was very large and scattered.
Some of the wounds were very small and difficult to bandage, so Chaoyang could only apply some golden medicine on them.
Wu Qiao could see clearly with his naked eyes that although the wound was small and difficult to bandage, a lot of blood was flowing.
"Speak, I want to hear the answer."
The tone is firm.
Upon hearing this, Dongfang Jin slowly stood up, put on his inner coat, and then turned around to look at his little apprentice.
"No explanation needed, as you can see."
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