Hearing that the surgery had gone smoothly, Tang Yan breathed a sigh of relief, "That’s good, that’s good."
He had been terrified when he saw President Zhan unconscious!
After discussing Zhan Qipei’s condition, Qiao Jing revealed her purpose, "There’s something else I need you to handle."
Tang Yan respectfully said, "What is it, Miss Qiao? Just give your orders."
"I’ve accepted an apprentice who got lost on the island. Take some people with you to look for him. His name is..."
Qiao Jing had only gotten halfway through when Tang Yan interjected, "Is it George?"
"Exactly," Qiao Jing nodded. "Have you met him?"
Although her question seemed to seek confirmation, her tone was very certain.
After all, how would Tang Yan know her apprentice’s name was George if he hadn’t seen him?
Tang Yan honestly replied, "One of my men encountered him and brought him here. We originally thought he was one of John’s people and were about to deal with him."
"But he claimed he was your apprentice, so we brought him aboard too, thinking to verify the truth with you when you were available."
Previously, when President Zhan and John were on the phone trying to extract information about Miss Qiao, he was there recording any useful clues.
Thus, he knew that Miss Qiao had escaped with someone from John’s side named George.
However, he hadn’t expected that Miss Qiao would accept this George as her apprentice.
As for verifying whether it was really him, he did it out of caution, fearing that this George had ulterior motives and was impersonating someone else.
After Tang Yan finished speaking, he took out his phone, opened a photo, and turned the screen towards Qiao Jing, "Miss Qiao, is this the person?"
Qiao Jing glanced at it and said, "It’s him. After he gets off the ship, arrange accommodations for him, where he can settle down."
After this ordeal, John and Frank should no longer be targeting her.
But since George had betrayed them, they would not be lenient toward a traitor.
Therefore, George must stay within her sphere of influence to be safe.
"No problem," Tang Yan agreed immediately. "I’ll handle it well."
Since he truly was Miss Qiao’s apprentice, he would certainly be treated with respect.
The next day, in the VIP ward of the hospital.
Qiao Jing entered the room and saw Zhan Qipei still in a deep sleep on the hospital bed, which made her slightly suspicious.
During yesterday’s surgery, she had only administered local anesthesia to the man, not general anesthesia.
Even if he had lost a lot of blood, he should have awoken by now after sleeping for a full day and night; it didn’t make sense for him to still be unconscious.
Thinking this, Qiao Jing furrowed her eyebrows slightly and walked over to sit at the head of the bed.
She stared at Zhan Qipei for a while, and seeing no signs of him waking, she leaned forward and got closer, about to lift his eyelid to check on him.
However, just as she was leaning in, Zhan Qipei, who had his eyes tightly shut until then, suddenly opened them.
Qiao Jing, caught off guard, found herself looking into his deep, bottomless eyes as radiant as a galaxy.
The profound affection in those black eyes ensnared Qiao Jing, leaving her unable to extricate herself.
Just then, Zhan Qipei unexpectedly reached out, his broad palm clasping the back of Qiao Jing’s head.
The next second, he exerted a gentle force with his hand, pulling Qiao Jing closer to him, making their faces draw nearer, and then he kissed her.
Qiao Jing was stunned for a moment until the man’s breath enveloped her completely, and she realized what had happened.
This man, it turned out he had been pretending to be asleep all the while!
And the purpose of pretending to sleep was just to pull off this act on her!!!
As Zhan Qipei’s kisses grew deeper, Qiao Jing’s ear tips turned red.
Then, her fair cheeks also turned a rosy red, even her neck was covered in a large blush.
Qiao Jing struggled for a moment, about to resist when she suddenly heard Zhan Qipei’s deep voice, "I’m injured right now and still have wounds on me, don’t move around."
He had actually just woken up not long ago, and his voice still carried a bit of huskiness from waking, and, coupled with his naturally magnetic voice, it now sounded even more alluring, possessing a charm that tantalized the heartstrings.
Even Qiao Jing was charmed by Zhan Qipei’s voice.
At the same time, she thought about the wounds on Zhan Qipei’s body, worried that if she moved too much, it could cause the wounds to split open, which would be troublesome.
Thus, right after Zhan Qipei finished speaking, she stopped her struggling movements.
And Zhan Qipei took this opportunity to press his advantage, conquering ground.
In an instant, the atmosphere in the sick room heated up significantly, with even the air seeming filled with an ambiguous scent.
It was unclear how much time passed until Qiao Jing felt her lips numb, and only then did Zhan Qipei, satisfied, finally release her.
Qiao Jing pursed her lips, glared at Zhan Qipei, and complained, "Look at what you’ve done to my lips. How am I supposed to face anyone looking !"
This man always did this and never knew how to hold back.
He had swollen her lips with kisses, and if someone saw, how would she explain it!!!
Zhan Qipei seriously looked at Qiao Jing’s red lips for a moment, then his thin lips curved in a light laugh, "Why can’t you face people? My wife looks the best no matter what."
If anyone dares to laugh at his wife or say his wife is unattractive, he wouldn’t let them off!
Having just been intimate, Qiao Jing inevitably felt a bit shy, and now being stared at by Zhan Qipei with a smile, she felt even more embarrassed.
She humphed lightly and said irritably, "If you keep laughing, I will leave."
Having said this, Qiao Jing made a move to get up.
Seeing this, Zhan Qipei hurriedly said repeatedly, "Okay, okay, I’m not laughing anymore, no more laughing."
Only then did Qiao Jing settle back down, planning to check on his wounds.
At that moment, Zhan Qipei suddenly covered his lower abdomen, and his long brows also knit together like mountains shrouded in fog.
Seeing his gesture, Qiao Jing subconsciously thought he was in pain from the wound, and asked with concern, "What’s wrong? Is it the wound that’s hurting, or do you feel unwell somewhere else?"
"No," Zhan Qipei shook his head, his voice lowered a few notches, "Nature calls, I need to visit the restroom."
After saying that, he stared straight at Qiao Jing, his gaze carrying a particularly intriguing nuance.
Hearing that it was not a problem with the wound, Qiao Jing breathed a sigh of relief, not noticing the profound meaning in the look Zhan Qipei gave her.
She stood up and said, "Wait a moment, I will call Tang Yan for you."
Seeing her about to leave, Zhan Qipei grabbed her wrist in a somewhat urgent tone, "No, there’s no time, help me there."
Upon hearing this, Qiao Jing paused for a moment.
She should help him?!
This kind of thing should be done by a man, right!!!
Seeing Qiao Jing’s hesitant look, Zhan Qipei thought for a moment and said, "If it really can’t be helped, then I will go by myself."
Having said that, he stared at Qiao Jing for a few seconds, his face still somewhat pale, his brows tightly furrowed as he pretended to struggle out of bed.