Her little brother, Gu Zhipeng, is so much better looking now than when he was born. He's chubby, and his little face is as tender as a peeled egg. The best part is, when Jiang Qiao holds him, the little guy isn't shy at all. He brings his little mouth close to Jiang Qiao's cheek and drools on it vigorously. He even pats her while kissing her.
"Hey, Gu Zhipeng, you know this older sister, right?"
The little guy giggled happily.
Wen Jingwan was worried that the two siblings had become estranged, but she didn't expect that the older and younger siblings would have such a good relationship.
"Stone, you should call this older sister 'older sister'—"
Jiang Qiao held her younger brother's hand and looked up at Wen Jingwan. "Mom, is Shitou my brother's nickname?"
Wen Jingwan sighed helplessly, "The name your father gave you isn't as nice as your grandfather's formal name. But your father got the right to name his son, so he simply gave your brother a nickname, saying it would make him easier to raise. Stone it is, as long as he's not as stupid as a stone."
Jiang Qiao kissed her younger brother's cheek and said, "Our little stone will definitely be a smart child in the future."
Wen Jingwan was still worried about her daughter. "Girl, put your little brother down and let Shitou play by himself. You haven't recovered yet."
Jiang Qiao shook her head. "Mom, I know my body. I'll call my dad after we eat. I'm all better now."
Speaking of this, Qiao Jie, who had just come in, said, "Xiao Song has come to see you twice already. He said if it didn't work out, he would take you to the capital. We didn't allow it, we don't know what the situation is, and taking you there might not even work. Later, you should send him a message to reassure him."
And Er Ya and the other children, Lao Ma and the others came to see you too, but it's a pity you still don't wake up, which makes them worry too.
By the way, it seems Ning Hao is in trouble. Both he and his wife have left; apparently, they're in Beijing.
Jiang Qiao asked in surprise, "What happened to Ning Hao? Is he injured, or is there some other problem?"
Qiao Jie sighed, "They've been poisoned. When Lao Ning left, he asked me for some antidote, but I don't know if it will be effective. Sigh, you two kids are really a worry. They're both unconscious. We want to help, but we don't have the strength."
Jiang Qiao hesitated for a moment, then said, "Mom, you watch over my brother, I'm going back to my room for a bit—"
However, little Gu Zhipeng wouldn't have it. As soon as Jiang Qiao put him down, the little guy started crying loudly, but when she picked him up, he beamed with joy.
"Alright, I'll carry him over—"
Wen Jingwan followed, and Jiang Qiao did not refuse. There were some things that even if she didn't say, her mother might still have suspicions.
When she took out the transmitter, Wen Jingwan was stunned. She was familiar with this kind of thing; the army had them. But how did such a thing end up in her daughter's hands?
"Girl—"
Jiang Qiao gave a wry smile. "Mom, don't overthink it. I'm just an unemployed person outside the formal staffing system—"
Wen Jingwan wasn't stupid; she could easily figure out why her daughter wasn't a permanent employee. But it was precisely because she understood that she felt even more sorry for her daughter.
"You silly child—"
Seeing that Wen Jingwan was about to cry again, Jiang Qiao said with a mix of laughter and tears, "Mom, don't be like this. This thing is nothing to me. I don't have any other requests. I just want to have this identity so that I can protect you in the future. Nobody knows what will happen in the future."
It's better if nothing happens. I'll just consider it a contribution, doing my part. After that, I'll go back to what I was doing.
Watching her daughter skillfully turn on the telegraph machine, Wen Jingwan wiped away her tears, sighed, and held her son beside her.
Jiang Qiao first sent a telegram to Jiang Jinyu to let her know that she had regained consciousness, and then inquired about Ning Hao's condition.
Jiang Jinyu was quite excited when he received Jiang Qiao's telegram. He had been feeling listless for the past few days, but after seeing the little girl's telegram, he felt full of energy.
"This girl, really, she's going to scare people to death."
A reply wouldn't be enough to explain Ning Hao's condition, so he simply replied with four words: "Critically ill."
Upon seeing these four words, Jiang Qiao's face immediately darkened. Was Ning Hao about to be doomed?
He immediately replied, "Have Song Shutian contact me, and I'll figure something out."
Without Jiang Jinyu's notification, Song Shutian took the initiative to come to the door. The main reason was that he was also not very comfortable with Jiang Qiao. He came this time to persuade his family to send Jiang Qiao to the capital as soon as possible. It was better than staying at home, right?
However, Song Shutian was startled when he saw Jiang Qiao's smiling face as soon as he entered the door.
"Oh my god, are you really awake or am I dreaming?"
Jiang Qiao snorted. "What do you think? You don't actually believe in ghosts and gods, do you?"
Song Shutian grinned, "You silly girl, you're so scary. Judging from your sharp tongue, you're probably alright now. How are you feeling? Do you need to go get checked out again?"
Jiang Qiao shook her head. "It's okay. I didn't expect it to turn out this way. If I had known, I wouldn't have forced myself. Come, sit inside."
Jiang Qiao first talked about Ning Hao's situation. Song Shutian sighed, "The composition of that poison hasn't been figured out yet, so we can't treat it. I couldn't contact you when you were sick before."
Jiang Qiao, how about you give it a try? Ning Hao and you grew up together, and you've been friends for a while now. We should help each other when it's time to help.
Besides, he was injured during a mission, and I feel really bad about it.
Jiang Qiao didn't even need to ask to guess the general idea; Ning Hao's mission this time was most likely related to Song Shutian.
"I don't know what you're thinking. He's still studying. There will be plenty of opportunities for him to make a name for himself later. He should hone his skills first; that's the right way."
I didn't see his condition, and I don't know if it's treatable. Let's send him back. Anyway, there's nothing they can do over there. I've just recovered, and I can't go that far. We'll talk about it when he gets here. We'll have to find a way to treat him.
Also, what's the situation at the prison? Have they sent people to interrogate and monitor him? That old devil can't be allowed to get into trouble.
Song Shutian gave a wry smile. "Jiang Qiao, what can I say to you? Your luck is just too good. You managed to run into Sato Shinichi while hunting enemy agents. To be honest, I've already interrogated him, and he hasn't told me a single truth. Either he won't talk at all, or he won't. What can you do about it?"
Jiang Qiao sighed, "You should know these people. Unless you have enough evidence, they won't talk easily. These guys are absolutely stubborn and extremely cunning."
Can you tell me about this Shinichi Sato's background?
All Jiang Qiao knew was that this guy was a very wealthy businessman. She really didn't know anything else. After all, at that time, she was always on the move and never stayed in one place for long, so she had no way of knowing what this guy did.
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